#PLS SOMEONE NOTICE THEIR RINGS 😭

[bootleg-cal-weathers]

uh oh

they be jailed

let them go :(

[prozacwhorehouse]

instagram feeds - mgg x snl cast member gf ⭐️

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hey guyss so this is not the promised piece because im still working hard and hardly working BUT i am happy with this sort of trailer for concept 😌

all pictures are taken from Pinterest but collages made by me !

instagram feed concept entirely inspired by @gibson-g1rl i love your insta aus 💗💗

hope you enjoy and i cannottt wait to get the full works out xx

y/ny/l/nforreal

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y/ny/l/nforreal not a moment of peace in this office @snl

marcellohdz: who is that dashing gentleman in the first pic

—> y/ny/l/nforreal: @marcellohdz idk I think it’s Colin Jost?

longfellow_michael: YOU are the reason there’s no peace.

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martinherlihy: Hey so I think you put the wrong selfie because I’m not in that one lol 😂😂

—> y/ny/l/nforreal: Noo i dont fink so

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—> hotchqueen4: HELLO??

—>mggrumple: THR FRIENDSHIP WE NEVER KNEW WE NEEDED

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mggupdates

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mggupdates: Matthew with mystery girl in New York City, rumored to be comedian and SNL cast member y/n y/l/n

y/nfan: YUPPP THOSE ARE HER NAILS AND SHE HAS THAT RING!!!

—> unknown9495: @y/nfan I noticed that too!!

mggy/nfanclub: someone posted that they saw them it’s def her!!!

—>user63: @mggy/nfanclub pls tag me omg

movieluvr: livinggg for this friendship/relationship 😫

—> girlpwr88: @movieluvr46 i want him so bad

—> prncsspch: @girlpwr88 him?? I want HER

spencerreidswife: we lost him guys 💔

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y/ny/l/nforreal

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y/ny/l/nforreal recently in nyc

marcellohdz: sonny ANGEL 💜

—>y/ny/l/nforreal: @marcellohdz you need to be stopped

gublergram: rubber duck

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—> mggstan: @gublergram oh they for suree dating

—> spencerreid2005: @mggstan they could also just be good friends??

—> emilyprentissfan0: @randomuser281 someone PLEASE tell me if they’re dating

janewickline: coffee dates with my wife >>>

—> y/ny/l/nforreal: @janewickline marry me.

—> janewickline: @y/ny/l/nforreal I do. 💍

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y/ny/l/nforreal

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y/ny/l/nforreal my friend wrote a book and it is quite nice. now he’s giving free copies out on his book tour which is why he’s broke anyways go read 💚

gublergram: thank you y/n this is the best publicity I’ve ever recieved!

—> y/ny/l/nforreal: @gublergram sure thing do you need a money loan too

—>yourbsfuser: @y/ny/l/nforreal Y/N 😭😭😭

—>spencerreidwhore: she ends him every day and I love to see it

y/nfancentral23: BROKE SHE CAME FOR HIM BYEEE

user18834: FRIEND?? we were all ROOTING for you 💔💔

randomuser: can we talk about how cute it is that she’s promoting his book 🥹🥹

—>matthewy/nshipper: @randomuser890 IK I love them so bad 😭

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gublergram you make me laugh every day. maybe it’s because you’re a comedian im not sure happy birthday 😊

y/ny/l/nforreal: wow thanks get rid of these pictures

—>gublergram: @y/ny/l/nforreal no

cmaddict: he’s def so in love with her omg

—> snlbiggestfan: @cmaddict1 I meannn who wouldn’t be

—>randomuser: THE it couple I love them so bad

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gublergram bet you didn’t know y/n is also a professional makeup artist. i look spookier than ever @y/ny/l/nforreal

y/ny/l/nforreal: I just screamed

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cmfan3747: stoppp she’s doing his gublerween makeup now 🥹🥹

—> hater123 @cmfan3747 she’s almost 20 years younger than him. mad weird

—>yourshipnamestan @hater123 so they’re both adults hope this helps! ❤️

y/nfandom45: when is it my turn for a relationship like theirs 💔💔

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y/ny/l/nforreal

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y/ny/l/nforreal it appears your smile has always been contagious. happy birthday old man

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bsfsusername: THE LAST PIC HELLO

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marcellohdz: gross ushy gushy caption delete this

—> y/ny/l/nforreal: @marcellohdz I still love you!

—> marcellohdz: @y/ny/l/nforreal better. 😊

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mgg x SNL cast member tag list <3

@sarcasm-and-stiles @mystargirl-interlude @rubyirene @ashrrams @ghostatrixx @forevermorepassionate @saint-boudica @reidmarieprentiss @awakeforu @spencerlicious @kittycat-april @baudarling @delusional-4-fake-people @avenlymars @angelinajolie0213 @arusio @littleslayofhorrors @jezabelle9299 @jaemnationnn

[fleuraimer]

i NEED to hear your thoughts on reader's arguments with boxer!carmy. what's their first argument about? who usually caves first?

you, anon, are a hero and a scholar and are about to receive the greatest blurb in the history of the the tumblr industry (pls someone understand this reference 😭😭)

BUT IT ALL SERIOUSNESS, this is fucking gold; i love you for sending this.

tw!! ooooohh they get into it yall. carmen being a man (ik, i’m sorry). some suggestive content. happy ending.

bf boxer!carmy and reader fighting!!

concept 1. concept 2. bf boxer!carmy hcs.

ok, so, me thinks bf boxer!carmy and his pretty broad actually argue a lot. so often it teeters just on the edge of being unhealthy. but, they also know each other and realize they’re two petty asf ppl (😭😭). so, even though they argue often, it’s usually over stupid shit, or their little fears (like who was supposed to wash the dishes that night, or how carmy’s profession holds a great deal of power over his life, enough to take it away—

she tries hard not to think about it too much; that argument is a losing game).

if carmy’s being frank, it’s half the reason he’s so fucking obsessed in love with her. she’s feisty—she’s trouble, and carmy’s never been good at staying out of it, even before he was the one starting the fights.

however…

when they fight—oh boy! do they fight.

i’d like to think bf boxer!carmy has a hugeeeee jealousy problem (lil insecure loser ☹️🫶🏽), and so that’s usually how their more heated fights begin.

i think their very first BIG fight has to do with a mix of his jealousy issue and the nature of how their relationship came to be.

allow me to set the scene:

so carmy wins the fight against timmy boy (surprise??) and starts talking to his pretty broad, finds out her and timmy aren’t exclusive, just messing around, and takes the green light.

a few weeks go by and everything is going smoothly—you know, the usual, extravagant dates and expensive gifts, lots of pampering and affection from both ends; the rose-hued, honeymoon stage—and carmy invites her as his plus one to some big party/event for his job.

he knocks on the front door of her apartment at 7:15 pm on the dot with a stunning bouquet—baby’s breath and lilies and anemones—of flowers in his right hand. he’s dressed to the nines; a fitted black tux—double breasted, with peak lapels, and slightly high-waisted trousers—and a brown dress-shirt, first thee to four buttons undone (whore 🥸) with a black chiffon, nearly iridescent slip over it that makes that same brown look an earthy, rich green at a swift glance. one gold bracelet, one gold ring for each hand (middle and pinky fingers), his unnecessarily attractive little gold hoop earrings, and a simple gold crucifix hangin’ ‘round his neck.

he raps his busted knuckles against the door with his left hand, and then patiently leans against the frame and awaits the telltale sign of her heels against the hardwood floors.

he counts to seventeen before her front door is swinging open.

the first thing he notices is that smile (that smile, the one she only ever gives to him—not eddie (god forbid), or nacho, or benny, or fucking timmy—just him). pearly whites, with bow and cherry gems (i loveeee teeth gems if my pfp didn’t make that clear), on display, framed by those plump, painted lips—brown liner, blackberry pink lipstick, and a nice, shiny gloss—that never seem to leave his head; burned into his memory, melded to his mind.

his eyes drop to the baby pink toes he’s become far too fond of, the white strap and silver chain of her dior heels placed prettily over top. flits his appraising gaze up to her ankles, the left one wrapped in the anklet he gifted her on their fourth date, a (boxing) glove charm hanging from the gold link. up—up, up, up—they go, trailing the soft ruffles and tedious buttons lining her long sleeve knit dress, hem hitting just at her shin, tight fitting—cinched to her figure—with a swoop neckline that shows off just the right amount of cleavage.

he stops when his eyes find hers again, brown sugar and saccharine.

he pushes off the door frame and steps through, ‘til they’re standing toe to toe and her head is awkwardly bent backward so she can keep eye contact.

“hi, bear,” she chirps, soft and taunting. grins at him while her jewel adorned hands slide up the smooth lapels of his tux.

the left corner of his mouth kicks up into a smirk as he snakes his left arm around her waist, dragging her closer.

his head spins with the scent of cinnamon and evergreen, and he wants to nuzzle in her neck because of it.

“hey, cub,” he rumbles back, and neither of them acknowledge the way she practically melts into her, she just curls her fingers into his lapels, and he tightens his hold on her waist.

she looks at the flowers in his right hand, “those for me?”

carmy turns his head to look at the flowers, lifts his hand with a noisy crinkle to present ‘em to her.

still, he shakes his head, puts on his best poker face and huffs, “nah, i’m taking that real pretty broad down the hall on a date tonight. just dropping in to say ‘hi’.”

her grin drops, face flat, eyes narrowed.

she unfurls her fists from his jacket, starts pushing him away, out from where he came.

“well, since we’ve finished swapping pleasantries—”

this time when he huffs, he’s huffing out a laugh, “i’m kidding. hey, baby, i’m kidding. swear.” he drops the flowers (unimportant; he can get more if she really wants them) to the ground at the side of their feet and wraps his other arm around her waist, crowding her space, barely giving her room to breathe, let alone slip from his grasp.

she wriggles in his hold, still shoving uselessly at his firm chest. “carmen, let go—”

and, well he’s definitely in trouble, but there’s not much to be done about that now, is there?

he takes both her tiny, pounding fists and locks them behind her back in one fell swoop “never. now look at me.”

she looks into the hallway, just over his shoulder, to piss him off.

his eye threatens to twitch.

“look at me, cub. don’t make me say it again.”

she rolls her brown sugar eyes, but does thereafter shift her gaze to look at him. raises an impatient brow.

“i’m sorry for saying that. it was a shitty joke—”

“it wasn’t fucking funny, carm.”

he grunts, “all right. wasn’t funny, i’m sorry, baby.”

she continues to glare at him for another 30 to 45 seconds, but then her shoulders are slumping and her face is scrunching in that cute little pout and she’s whining like a sweet little baby.

“wasn’t funny, bear,” she grumbles, and carmy snickers.

“y’already said that; gimme a kiss.”

she shakes her head, fussy, and now it’s carmy’s turn to raise an impatient brow.

“what was that? speak up, baby.”

“no,” she groans, stomping her foot, trying to free her hands from behind her back, but there’s no way she’s getting out now, not if she wants to act like a brat.

“try again.”

“n—”

he yanks her into his chest, “try the fuck again.”

but when has she ever just willingly rolled over?

“let me go, carmen.”

“give me a fucking kiss, cub.”

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they show up to carmy’s work gathering an hour and a half late, but who’s fucking fault is that (this, too, is a losing game)?

when they step into the venue together, all eyes immediately fall on them. how could they not?

carmen ‘carmy’ berzatto, the bear, and his new girl.

timothy ‘timmy’ grayson’s ex girl.

they don’t let it phase them, the side eye and poorly disguised whispering, just find their way to their way to the open bar and mingle with their inner circle.

the night quickly descends from business to casual, but that could just be because they were so late. as the older patrons slip out, the inconsequential jazz humming in the background is shut off, and then the ceiling is shaking with the bass of keep it g by asap rocky.

somehow, carmy’s on his second glass of bourbon and his girl just finished her third glass of wine and they’re…tipsy.

it’s not even like the song playing is inherently sexual, at all, really, but carmy’s lips are trailing over the back of her neck, uncoordinated—messy—and his fingers are digging into her hips because the way she’s fucking grinding on him should not be legal.

“god, cub,” he grunts in her ear, rolling his hips back into her.

“mhmm,” she moans in the back of her throat, subdued, swallowed down, and places her hands over his that grip at her like a lifeline. she lets her head fall back, settle in the crook of his neck so she can nose at the hinge of his jaw and suck a pretty hickey there, too.

he fully thrusts into her, the bass of the speakers muffling the too audible slap of their bodies connecting.

she squirms and squeaks, “bear!”

he growls, “what?”

she giggles in the shell of his ear. “down, boy. i gotta hit the restroom.”

carmy, very reluctantly, lets her slip from his grasp and venture to find the woman’s room. he nurses on another drink—whiskey, this time—but paces himself as he waits for his girl’s return.

that is, until he sees his girl in question talking with timothy fucking grayson. then, he downs the rest of his drink like water and calmly—calmly—walks up to them.

now, if (and this is a very big fucking if) carmen wasn’t being a complete a***** ******* ****** ***** *****, then maybe he would’ve noticed the rather unkempt state of his pretty broad, her soured expression and guarded body language.

he was being a complete redacted though, so he just steps behind her with his chest puffed and his jaw set, just itching for timmy to say something fucking stupid.

and that stupid fucking smirk on his stupid fucking face might scratch that itch just enough to satiate him.

“what’re y’doin’ with my girl, timmy?”

he doesn’t register the way she bristles against him at the term.

my girl.

“just makin’ friendly conversation,” he shrugs, still smirking, and carmy has never wanted his knuckles to split so fucking bad.

“friendly conversation?” he nearly coos back, the condescending, possessive prick. “why don’t y’find someone else to go make friendly conversation with, yeah? fuck off.”

he walks away before timmy boy gets the chance to respond, dragging his girl behind him.

when they make it back to the bar, he finally has the decency to assess his pretty broad. or, hound her, more like.

"what was he sayin' to you? and what the hell were you doin' with him in the fuckin' first place? if he bothers you again you come straight to me, understood?"

he's met with silence.

he frowns, looks down at his girl to find the same expression on her face, and goes to repeat himself. "i said, underst—"

"take me home, carmen."

his frown deepens. he bends in the knee to try and catch her eyes, but she turns her head away as soon as he glimpses her brown sugar irises.

"cub—"

"take me home, carmen. now."

and they've fought, all right? small tiffs here and there, "pick your fucking shoes up, carmen!", "stop fucking touching shit, carm!", "god, carmen, just leave me alone!" but this is different. deeper.

he's still frowning as he nods, mutters "okay," softly, as to not upset her any further, and places his hand on the small of her back to guide out of the venue doors and out to the valet.

usually, after a date, carmen will pull in to a parking space and get out first to open the passenger door for his girl and walk her up to her apartment, before either getting sent off with a goodnight kiss or getting tugged through her front door to continue where they'd left off.

this time, though, she out the door before the cars even full parked.

carmen rushes to keep up with her takes the stairs to her apartment two at a time.

"cub, wait up!"

she does no such thing.

in fact, she only seems to move faster in lieu of his request (brat).

he nearly misses his window to at least say goodnight to her, with the way she quickly keys into her home and tries to slam the door in his face, but a foot in the frame easily rectifies that.

"hey!" he barks at her, shoving the door open and slamming it shut after him.

"don't slam my damn door, carmen!"

"don't try to slam your damn door in my damn face, then!"

she frustratedly groans, arms flailing in exclamation. he watches her cautiously as she looks frantically for something—something, anything—before she's bending down to take off her dior heels.

clearly, something has pent up—boiled, festered—within her, because she chucks a shoe at his head (and for someone so unassuming, she has a damn good arm).

he ducks just before it can hit him, instead banging into the wall.

"what the fu— ow!"

she doesn't miss the second time.

"fuck you, carmen!" she screams at him.

"fuck you! you just threw your fucking shoe at my head! twice!"

"and you fucking deserved it," she cries, taking a step closer to him, pointing an accusatory finger. "you dick!"

"what the fuck did i do?" he shouts back, taking a step forward himself, brows furrowed in frustrated confusion.

"you— y-you—"

he takes another step toward her, "huh? i what? spit it the fuck out, baby."

not for the first time, she pouts like a kicked puppy, and her hands brace on his sturdy shoulders, and she pushes at him, angry. but, certainly for the first, carmy actually loses his balance. nearly trips over his feet with the way he stumbles backward.

"ugh, asshole! you made a bet!"

he frowns, bewildered. "what?"

"don't fucking lie to me, carm—"

"baby, what the fuck are you talking about?"

"stop fucking calling me that!" she screams, "with timothy! you made a bet with him before the fight, a bet on me!"

carmy's mouth hangs open, forming to phantom explanations that all fall too short or get too intimate—personal; she doesn't need to know the backstory, the why in his road to success. she can't, not yet. not so soon.

she shoves him again at his lack of response, and, for the second time, carmy stumbles back.

"fuck you, carmy!" she screams, eyes brimming and— fuck, she was not supposed to find out this way (well, ever, really, but surely not in this way). he racks his brain for sufficient a justification.

"fuck you, fuck you, fuck you! is that how you fucking see me? i'm just another belt you meatheads pass around and compete for? fucking kill yourselves over?"

"that's not true, baby—"

"i'm not your fucking baby!" she goes to shove him again, but he's ready this time, steeled. she throws her weight into each nudge and push and shove she gives to him, grunts and grumbles through the exertion of it, but he's stock-still like a statue now, and immovable force to be reckoned with.

"you done?" he mutters when she's huffin' and puffin' too hard to keep going.

her eyes snap from his chest to his baby blues, glaring. "fuck—!"

"—me? yeah, you've already said that, several times actually. now are you gonna let me explain, or do you wanna keep screamin'?"

her eyes, somehow, narrow further, teeth barred.

carmy prepares himself.

"do i wanna keep screamin'? well, since you fucking offered," she gripes, pounding her fists into his chest again. and he lets her. "you don't fucking think, do you? just puff your chest and fucking take it if you want it, right? god, carmen, i'm not some fucking toy—"

"i never implied that you were—"

"so you didn't bet you could fuck me better than timothy at the weigh-in?"

he snaps his mouth shut.

she scoffs, shakes her head. "un-fucking-believable," she mutters under her breath.

she sighs, and the (arguably) worst is over. but it's not like he necessarily welcomes the tears, either.

she sniffles, red-rimmed eyes sparkling in a pool of saltwater, and weakly shoves at his chest again.

"f-fuck you, bear," she weeps softly, voice cracking, head hanging, and carmy's never wanted to fix something so badly in his whole goddamn life. more than mikey. "i thought you fucking liked me—

"i do—!"

"stop lying—!"

and suddenly, carmen's had enough.

"be quiet," he barks.

the room falls silent.

he sighs, grips hers arms to keep her close and up right. drops his head to rest on hers, eye-to-eye, and she's too tuckered out to fight it.

his adams apple bobs, "i'm sorry, y/n," he whispers, and she doesn't think she's ever heard him so earnest before, so sad. "i'm sorry i made a bet on you, and hurt your feelings because of it. you're not a toy, or a belt, or any other prize, boxing or not; you're a human fucking being. and i'm sorry."

she sniffles again, and he takes her lack of shoving and yelling as clearance to continue.

"i'm not fucking sorry it worked, though." he can feel her tense, so he hurries on before she gets the wrong idea. "i'm not fucking sorry i saw you in that damn pink dress, in your damn pink heels, with you fucking pink toes. i'm not sorry that i talked to you after the match, and made good on my promise to timmy."

"carmen—"

he squeezes the sides of her shoulders, "i'm not sorry 'cause i do like you, cub, so fucking much."

she lifts her head, teary eyes blearily finding his, and she frowns up at him, like she doesn't believe him.

"why're lying?" she whimpers, all watery and sad sounding, and carmy just wants to swaddle her in a blanket and kiss her tears away.

he smiles gently at her, "m'not lyin', baby. do you think i'd still be here if all i wanted was a fuck and duck? that's what the ring girls are for, cub."

she makes a face at him, "ew! g-ross, carmy, don't—!"

he bites back a smirk. "you drive me insane," cuts her off, sliding his hands from her arms to her shea butter smooth palms. "you drive me up the fuckin' wall, actually. but i love that about you. i love that you don't take anyone's shit, including mine. love that you put me in my place, and tell me off when i step out of line." his tongue peaks out to lick his chapped bottom lip before he continues. "i love the way you curl up in a ball every night before bed because you can't sleep any other way, and i love the way you bitch and moan about your bones feelin' too stiff in the morning because of it." he regards her fondly, eyes flitting over every feature. “i love your teeth gems, and your long ass nails. i love it when you’re bare-faced and bushy-tailed, or when you’ve got a— what is it?”

she chokes on a snotty laugh, “a full beat?”

“a full beat!” he repeats, enthusiastic and beaming. they both take a moment to giggle, carmy’s hands finding purchase on her hips to draw her in, chest to chest. “i am sorry i hurt your feelings, cub, so fucking sorry. but i would make that bet ten fuckin’ thousand times over if it meant i’d end up anywhere with you.”

and now she’s crying for a whole different, much sweeter reason.

she pouts at him cutely, “bearrr!”

and it’s like nothing even happened.

“whaaat?” he groans, feigning annoyance. “snotty girl, look at those tears,” he tuts, “such a crybaby.”

“that’s not fair—!”

“hush,” he muses, walking them back toward her bedroom, deft fingers working to unfasten the many buttons of her dress. “you talk too much, anyone ever told you that? whatever, you should let me fuck you.”

“what?”

“you should let me fuck you.”

“you literally ate me out for an hour before we left, that’s why we were so fucking late. and who says you fuckin’ deserve it?”

carmy smirks, that’s his girl.

fuckin’ trouble.

he quirks a brow at her, fingers pausing their decent.

“you gonna let me earn it?”

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a/n: hope u like it babies bc getting this done made me SICK (im serious i can’t fucking breathe right or swallow properly anymore 🙂‍↔️🫶🏽)

not proofread!!

[wonyoirry]

Masiram

pairing: bestfriend!jungwon x fem!reader

warnings: drinking, slight fluff, smut (mdni), dirty talk, unprotected sex (pls don't)

word count: 3142

synopsis: jungwon invited you to his friend's party at his friend's place. you were having fun but drank too much, eventually leading you to his lap, things got in real heat, a new sensation developed in both of you.

a/n: hello! sorry this took SOOOOO long 😭😭 i swear i posted the poll at the end of january but now it is already march TT. im so sorry!! plus, this isn't proofread but i hope you enjoy!!

closing the door of your locker, you felt someone staring at you from behind. a small smirk crept up your face, turning around to look who it is. the boy sighed, knowing you weren't startled. "damn! y/n! you know i'm scaring you, be scared for once!" he whined and pouted slightly, making you laugh at his cuteness. "scared? why would i be scared of a cat, jungwon?" you nudged him and started to walk at the hallway, hugging some of your textbooks. jungwon catches up as he puts an arm around you while you walk. "shutup, y/n..~" he giggles, looking back at you. "what's with those books? we both know you aren't going to read those." he looked at you with a smirk, it always annoys you, but you love it. you shot a playful glare at him. "oh, watch me! i will read these!" you rolled your eyes at him playfully as he scoffed and rolled his eyes aswell. "sure sure, whatever you say, y/n." he mumbled in a teasing tone while you walk at the hallway.

it took minutes for both of you to get out of school, the hallway was so crowded, it made both of you slightly sweaty. "dang bro, why is it so goddamn hot in there." you mumbled annoyingly. jungwon looked at you and giggled, noticing you still looked good after all those bumping and nudging with other students. "right?" he finally managed to mutter. "oh wait, can you hold these for me?" you handed the books to him as you tied your hair up. he got the books from you, looking at you for seconds, he finally looked away and cleared his throat awkwardly, realizing he was staring at you. "thanks 'won~" you smiled at him, getting your books back, but he stopped you. "no, lemme hold these 'till we get home." he insisted as he started to walk with you again. "sure sure.." you mumbled with a slight smile, appreciating his kindness as you walk side by side with him.

the next thing you knew, you were at your doorway, jungwon gave your books back to you. you both said your goodbyes, just when your about to enter your house you heard jungwon's footsteps again. "oh, y/n! i forgot to ask you. heeseung hyung will be having a party tomorrow night." you turned to look at him in surprise. "oh? really? what's the party for?" you asked curiously. "just for fun.. and i know it would also be a little early birthday party for me..~" he mumbled, smiling. you smiled at his cuteness. "are you coming?" he asked you, opening your mouth to speak he spoke again. "come, please!" he places both of his hands at your shoulders and shaked you playfully. "fine fine! i'll go!" he stopped shaking you as he smiled at you. "cool! see you tomorrow night y/n~" he said softly as he placed a kiss on your cheek before walking to his home nearby. you smiled to yourself as you felt his soft lips at your cheek, entering the house to your room as you placed the books back at your table. you plopped yourself at the bed, sighing. "what do i wear.." you mumbled as you stare at the ceiling, thinking about the clothes at your closet.

¿ ੭ 𓈒 ♡ ꪆ୧ ⑅ ⃘ ᨳ ꒰ ۪ ꒱ 𓈒

it was around 10:00pm, you were applying makeup infront of your vanity mirror at your dim room. your gaze shifted at your ringing call, seeing the caller.. it was jungwon. you put your brush back at the container, pressing answer at your phone. "hellooo~" the boy at the other line spoke. "hi 'wonie!" you greeted back, feeling his cute smile from across the phone. "don't forget about heeseung's party alright?" "yess! i'm getting ready right now!" "see you in a bit~" he said before hanging the phone call. you placed your phone back at the table as you applied more light makeup. you were wearing a simple party outfit. a leather jacket with a black dress that covers until your upper knee underneath, with matching boots.

several minutes later, you arrived at heeseung's place, glancing around. you felt someone walking to you, a smile plastered at his face. "hey y/n! glad you came! jungwon told me you will~" the boy offered you a drink, you gladly accepted it as you smiled back at him. "of course i'll come sunoo~ what is this drink by the way?" you looked down at your hand, looking at the drink. "its vodka~" he looked back at you as he grabbed your hand, leading you to the couch as you noticed at this view, there were more people now. "so y/n~" he started, looking at you with a small smirk. "i've noticed you and jungwon have been so close lately. is there somethi-" "what?" you chuckled awkwardly. "no, no. nothing at all." you muttered, surprised by his sudden words. it was true though, you spend too much time with jungwon these days.. being touchy with each other.. but never got to feel each other's breath. sunoo laughed at your reply, seeing you quickly chugged the glass of vodka he gave, his face turned to panic. "woah, y/n! calm down! i don't want you to get drunk this early.." he said in a concerned tone, getting the empty glass of vodka from you. you looked back at him as you crossed your legs, you felt a bit dizzy already. "damn." you mumbled. "where's jungwon by the way?" you asked sunoo, he looked back at you then glanced around for a second. "he was here a while ago.. i'm not sure where he is right now though.." he replied as the spotlight beamed at you for a second. sunoo noticed your outfit, smiling at you. "dang girl, you look gorg!" he compliment you, earning a shy giggle from you. "thanks, sunoo." you mumbled. "you really sure that *nothing* is happening? you both have similar outfits.." you looked back at him in surprise. "what? we do? but no! nothings happening sunoo.. maybe we just had similar minds that we picked the same kind of outfit, shutup.." you replied back, blushing slightly. thank god it was dim. sunoo giggled at your words. "okay y/n.. i'll be watching you~" he teased, making you chuckle again. "oh! there's jungwon~" he mumbled, you looked across you and noticed jungwon holding 2 cups of vodka *again*, approaching you and sunoo. but then sunoo got up from the couch, leaving the both of you at the couch. "i gotta go~ see you y/n!" he smirked slightly at both of you as he left. you shaked your head playfully at sunoo's teasing. jungwon looked at you in slight confusion while sitting beside you. "what's with that smirk he gave?" he asked with an eyebrow raised while he offered you the other cup of vodka. you took the cup from him and took a sip. "its nothing.. he was just teasing." you mumbled looking away from him, still a bit flustered about what sunoo said.

*"you really sure nothing is happening?"*

"-seen him?" jungwon looked at you in confusion when you weren't answering his question. "y/n?" you snapped out of trance, you turned your head back at jungwon and shaked your head to clear your thoughts. "sorry? what was that again?" jungwon scanned your face as you spoke, confused why were you acting this way. he then leaned over to you slightly, placing the cup at the table behind you. "i was just asking if have you saw heeseung hyung. its fine now though." he mumbled and leaned back at the couch. you blushed at the contact, jungwon turned his head to heeseung's direction, just across both of you, making you look aswell. "alright.." you mumbled, drinking the cup of vodka again. you turned your head behind you and placed the empty cup at the small table where be placed his. "hey jungwon!" you heard a boy greet, turning your head to look as the boys dabbed up. "oh, y/n?" heeseung smiled at you with a chuckle. "didn't expect you here.." he mumbled, looking back at jungwon then at you. "i invited her, don't want her to miss out from all this fun." jungwon replied in a teasing tone. heeseung chuckled while you rolled your eyes. jungwon looks at you with a smirk on his face. "she's more of a 'lets stay home and hangout' typa girl." he teased, making you slap his arm playfully. "shutup, yang jungwon!" you scoffed making heeseung laugh this time. "damn, y'all cute." heeseung muttered. both of you looked at him in disbelief, with a bit of a death stare. "woah woah, 'kay, i'm shushed." heeseung backed off playfully. "do y'all want some drinks?" heeseung asked, looking at both of you. "i'm fin-" "yeah, we would like that." you replied, heeseung smiled at you and walked away to get more drinks. "are you kidding? that was your second drink, y/n." jungwon looked at you in worry. "i'm fine jungwon. its not like i would throw up on you.. but i could." you smirked at him as he groaned in disgust, imagining if you did. "disgusting little shit." he said playfully. you two kept teasing each other for a while. heeseung came back with two drinks at his hand. both of you turned your heads to heeseung and took your drinks at his hands. "if you need some more, you can get some right there~" heeseung pointed at the table with a paid-bartender nearby. "alright hyung." jungwon nodded as you hummed at heeseung.

"heeseung hyung!" jake called from behind, gesturing him to come closer. the three of you looked at jake's direction, jake can be seen smiling and waved at you and jungwon and both of you waved back. heeseung looked back at the both of you and cleared his throat to get your attention. "i'll be going~ see you around!" "bye~" you waved back at heeseung and jungwon did aswell. the boy walked to jake's direction, leaving the both of you at the couch, surrounded by some strangers, which are mostly heeseung's friends. jungwon turned his head to you, only to catch you sipping the last bit of the vodka heeseung gave. "y/n!" jungwon grabbed the empty cup from you and placed it at the table behind you again. you felt the drink kick in, making you slightly dizzy and fuzzy. "enough y/n.." jungwon muttered and sat back at the couch with you. you looked back at jungwon, slightly pouting. "that tastes so good though.." you mumbled looking away at jungwon, feeling you want to drink more. jungwon sighed and looked at his phone, surprised that it was nearly midnight.

some people sat at the couch with you and jungwon, you felt too dizzy at this point. jungwon was aware of this, aware of the people wanting to sit at the couch aswell, he pulled you closer to him, too close that you were already at his lap, not wanting you to throw up or make a mess at those people. you didn't mind, you *loved* it. "y/n.." jungwon mumbled, you looked up at him as you hug his chest. "i told you not to drink too much.. look what happened." jungwon playfully scolded you, wrapping his arms around your waist. you just hummed and placed your face at his chest, snuggling at his warmness. jungwon giggled at your cuteness, you then felt his phone vibrate, you didn't moved a single inch, feeling so comfortable at his arms. "y/n, can you hand me my phone please?" jungwon requested, you finally sat back up still facing his chest and searched for his phone at his pants lazily... accidentally touching his clothed cock. "y-y/n!" jungwon said in surprise, jumping slightly from your touch. "what? did i find your phone?" you looked back at him, hands still at his clothed arousal. jungwon shaked his head no slowly, feeling himself *already* getting hard under your touch. "t-that's not my phone, y/n.." he whispered with a awkward chuckle. "what is it then?" you mumbled as you lazily pat and touch his clothed arousal obliviously. you felt jungwon's breath hitching as he bit back a moan, looking up again at him in confusion. "what's wrong?" you muttered, your hands fidgeting the zipper of his pants, zipping it down. you finally realized what you were doing and sat back up straight and removed your hands off his pants, blushing wildly as you looked away. jungwon turned his head back at you, still flustered as he noticed you pulling away. "wait, no!" he whispered in surprise, holding your hands back. "c-can you continue.. please?" he pleaded, you looked back at him in shock, staring at him for a few seconds. "please?! it feels good.." he added, leaning closer to you. you gave in, sighing and placed your hands back at his clothed arousal, moving your hands up and down at his boxers. he let out a small whine near your ear as he holds you close, covering everyone from the sight, palming him for a couple more seconds, feeling his cock twitch at your hands. he bit back a moan. "m-more.. please touch me.." he pleaded in the same tone at your ear, his voice ragged with desire. he couldn't take much more of this—the need for release was becoming almost unbearable. you chuckled lowly at his ear, noticing his neediness. "touch you? in front of all these people?" you whispered, looking at his eyes, scanning for any hesitation. "i don't care who's around.. just please. touch me." he hissed urgently, his hips bucking against your touch, craving for friction. you smirked at him slightly, your hands playing with the hem of his brief, finally pulling it down. his dick sprung open while he let out a small whine. jungwon looked down at it and back at you while you spit on your hand, using it as lube. "fuck, you're so hot." he whispered, looking at you.

you chuckled quietly at him and started to palm him, hearing the wetness at your hand. his hips buckled up again, grinding slowly at your hand. his sweet quiet whimpers escaping his mouth to your ear, trying to hold in. "y-you're doing so good, baby.. keep going please.." he whispered between small whimpers, a knot forming in his stomach. "shit, i'm close.." you started to palm him faster, small audible sounds of wet stuff can be heard. the party was still going on and both of you don't give a single fuck about everyone right now. "b-baby..!" he muttered loudly, shuddering as he finally got off the edge. you palmed him slowly, "i want it now.. i want you now.." jungwon looked at you with eyes full of lust, craving just to be inside you. the next second he knew, you were pulling him to the restroom, immediately locking the door. he wasted no time and smashed his lips into yours, tongues dancing with each other. this definitely wasn't the first time you guys made out, but this time was something different.. the way his body presses against you as he kisses you, the way his hands roams around your body.. was somehow sensual but filled with affection. your hands traveled to his chest, as he trailed his kisses down to your neck, nibbling slowly.

his hands finally made way to your dress' zipper, taking it off slowly while slowly pulling away to look at you. "f-fuck.. you don't need to wear a dress to look pretty.." he whispered and leaned closer to you. "you look prettier without it." he added, you heard your zipper finally zipped down at your back, cold air hitting your back. the next thing you knew, your dress was kicked to the side by jungwon, he hurriedly took off the rest of his clothing as well as you did. as soon as he finished undressing himself, only at his boxers, he pulled you in to another kiss, hands roaming around your body. his arousal pressed at your thigh, his travelled breath to your ear, nibbling it gently.

the next thing you knew you were both undressed, cold air making you shiver slightly. "so pretty.." he whispered as his hand started to travel to your clit, a soft moan escaping your lips. he then inserted two fingers inside you suddenly, your breath hitched and he started to pump his fingers inside of you faster. his teeth was still nibbling at your ear gently, whispering sweet nothings at your ear, you felt somehow comforted but was awaken when you felt his thick and long cock stretching you out. your back arched as you moaned quietly, your hand gripping anything you can hold. "ah fuck." he cursed between moans, still thrusting deep inside you, lewd sounds echoing the bathroom walls. "you're so dirty for getting wet in public like this.." "you like my dick this much? you like getting fucked this much?" he continues to thrust into you, your vision so fuzzy from pleasure, his body presses behind you. "you like hearing your boy talking dirty to you huh baby?" he moans again, feeling you clench around him. "i know you do sweetie." he says softly, still pounding into you, he then slows down a little, leaning in to your ear. "just focus.. just focus on how i make you feel." he whispers softly with a groan. "and ignore everybody else but us.." he moans beside your ear, his head falling back slightly. his thrusts start to sped up a bit while mumbling to you how much he loves you, he holds you close as he pounds into you.

you can feel his heat from his body radiating, you still felt so turned on, you knew the boy behind you looks as pretty as always, his sweat dripping off his forehead and his mouth slightly agape, you make him feel too good. his thrusts sped up again, moaning slighty louder, "i've never wanted to fuck somebody so hard.." he thrusted harder, not slowing down at any moment, you can feel a knot forming inside of you already. he felt you clench around him again, he growls, fucking you faster. "fuck, baby i'm about to cum!" he moaned, still keeping the pace, he gasped and let out a breathy moan, his hot seed shooting inside of you, "fuck.. shit.." he cursed with a chuckle, slowly pulling out of you, watching his seed spill out. both of you were catching your breath, you then turned to face him, immediately pulling him to a soft kiss, his cock softening. "fuck.. hah.. never thought.. i would have my first time with my best friend." you breathed out. he chuckled and put some of your hair behind your ear, "sorry if its too rough, c'mere."

[bonny-kookoo]

Can we get a drabble of someone older, of yn and jungkook waking up for the first time in jk house 🥺 perhaps in jk pov because it was his first like after years of divorce 😭 and like as per he said “my bed never witness me with others” 😆😆

Of course! Went a bit overboard pls I love them-

-> Masterlist

He's stretching his limbs a little, like usual after waking up, yawning just to notice that this time, he's not alone in bed.

He feels a lot better being back at home and not in hospital- even though it's empty here, it's still a place of safety and comfort to him. And right now, it feels even more as such- as you still sleep soundly next to him in his large bed, filling it up with warmth and a sense of serene company.

It's not at all the first time he wakes up next to a woman. But somehow, this is entirely new.

You're turned towards him even while not conscious, one of your hands touching his body, even though it's just resting on his lower stomach beneath the covers. Nothing intimate happened last night before you went to bed- mostly because you were too worried about his physical condition to let him initiate anything, but even so, it feels like it did.

Because he remembers, back in the day, Evelyn would only sleep so close to him in bed after sex- her afterglow clouding her mind, making her most likely believe she loved him.

He knows she didn't. She only loved what he was bringing to the table.

But you don't care about that. You care about him as a person, and it's evident in how you slowly wake up, barely so, mind probably slipping out of your deep stage of sleep to get ready to become conscious in a few minutes. Eyes fluttering beneath your lids, head so close your forehead is resting against his shoulder, arm laid over his body. Even one of your legs is entangled with his, feet nowhere near as cold as they were when you'd slipped under the blankets last night.

You're so peaceful like this. There's not a hint of worry on your face.

His face is flinching a bit as he gets reminded of his injuries, while attempting to turn over a bit to hold you- he wants to just forget everything else and bathe in whatever this moment is. But it's somewhat shattered by his phone vibrating and ringing outside in the kitchen- waking you up, eyes slowly opening to look at him.

"Oh.." you mumble, noticing what the sound is, before you turn onto your back to stretch fully, making him both a bit jealous of your ability to do so compared to him, and also feel disappointed that this is now the start to a new day, reality pulling you both back in. "Should I.. uh.." you speak mostly to yourself, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. "..I'll get it for you-" you start, but he shakes his head, instead ignores his painful muscles as he pulls you in, almost on top of him. "Jungkook?"

"No, leave it." He denies, voice raspy and low in tone as it's the first words he speaks. "Stay." He says, taking in a deep breath, smell of both your shampoo and his bodywash filling his mind.

A mixture of both of you combined, creating something new.

Even his own shower products smell oddly different on your skin, and he can't say he's upset about it. If you ever moved in with him, would you decorate the place? Want new furniture, or change the layout of things? He hates when people mess with his stuff, but somehow, he wants you to do just that in here. Give it a distinctive touch of yours, offer him a reminder that he's not alone anymore even if you’re not here.

"Do you want breakfast?" You wonder sleepily, looking at him with eyes barely open.

"Hmhm." He hums affirmative. There's no use in running away from reality after all.

"There was a cat here." You giggle, out of context, but still making him smile. "In my dream." You explain further, yawning, his hand on your back gently running over the skin beneath your shirt. He likes this. No bra straps hindering his traveling hand, your words without filter as your standard amount of fear don't withhold any of your thoughts for now.

"A cat?" He asks, and you nod.

"It was.. brown. And fluffy." You say, resting your face on his bare chest. "It kept jumping on the kitchen counter. And you kept telling it off for it." You laugh. "But it just jumped back on, every time."

"Well, cats are quite stubborn." He tells you, watching the light outside from the sun occasionally change due to the could passing, curtains hiding you both away from the world. "I'm more of.. a dog person."

"Me too." You nod. "But there's a breed of cat that's kind of.. like dogs. Really affectionate. And they meow a lot." You say, stretching your legs for a second. "But they have really long fur. And it's white."

"They must feel very soft though." He chuckles. You nod.

"Yeah.." you admit. "But I'd have to get one of these.. these rollers with the sticky tape. To get all the fur off of your suits and shirts." You giggle. "..Or you might become a walking pet-allergy detector in your office..." you mumble, and he gets the joke-

But he also has to think for a moment.

You, in his bedroom, folding his clothes for him as he prepares for a business trip. You, making sure he doesn't forget anything the day after, kissing him goodbye at the door as you wait for him to return back. You, coming home from your own place of work while he's already home, cooking dinner.

All of the things he's never had.

"Your watch stopped." You notice, tapping on the glass top of it. He'd forgotten to take it off last night, and you're right- the delicate pieces are attempting to move, but the battery seems to be giving up.

"Because of you." He mumbles, leaning over you just a little, body still too sore. "You stop time for me." He smiles, and you giggle, accepting his kiss however before you escape into the bathroom to get ready for the day. And while you might think he was joking, he quite honestly wasn't.

Because time truly appears to become meaningless when he's with you.

He can't help but laugh a little faintly into his hands over his face, for how ridiculous this all feels. Like a crush back when he was still in school, he's excited but also panicking about what to do. He should have this all under control. This isn't his first relationship. And yet, all of this feels new, foreign, unknown.

But also truly exciting.

The anticipation for what might be filling his veins, and fueling his eagerness to show you that what you dream about doesn't have to just stay in your head. You want a cat? He'll get two so they're not lonely, no matter if they shed way too much for his expensive taste in suits and attire in general. You want a dog? Absolutely no issue. He'll get you anything you want, but this time, in your case, he's not doing it to keep you close, to make sure you don't leave-

But because you deserve it. And he doesn't just want to treat you right-

He wants to treat you the best anyone can.

[fortemelody]

AHHHSHFBTKFNTLFKGNFMDM SONIC 3 TRAILER SONIC 3 TRAILER SONIC 3 TRAILER IM LOOSING MY SHIT RN

here’s some things i noticed/wondered/loved:

- i think in that scene where tom is on the ground yelling for sonic, he is wearing a special forces suit. maybe he upgraded from cop to working with gun?? if so i think that’s a really good use of his character actually! he wanted to save a life and raise a family above all else yes, but he still got his previous dream of doing more serious cop work!

- shadow just. has a big ass portal?? like holy shit he’s just suckin the life outta earth and ig that’s one way to do it (or maybe it’s just a ring and i’m stupid idek)

- i’m sure we’ll learn more about this in the actual movie so i’m not too worried, but i’m super confused at the very beginning scene. apparently sonic didn’t change his heart…but he did tho? like he learned what being a true hero meant in the last movie. tbh i feel like that’s enough but hey i’m not against more character development for our boy so!! (also that bit where he’s like “in my lungs” was actually really funny to me, ben schwartz’ awesome delivery caught me off guard)

- GERALD ROBOTNIK ALIVE HUUUUH?! tbh i would’ve preferred if maria was alive, i feel like that would be an interesting dynamic. but also ig that would make it harder for shadow to learn anything so i totally get it. anyways i’m just glad they’re putting a little twist on the story, it keeps it interesting. they already sorta did that with the knuckles and iblis thing actually! (even if that show sucked ass and although that probably wasn’t intentional 😭)

- even tho bro only got like… 3 lines, i really think keanu fits shadow. he’s very soft spoken in comparison to the rest of the case which feels nice. also he’s like the “really bad” guy so ofc he’s not gonna be yappin on and on like sonic or robotnik and he’s gonna take things uber seriously.

- where was my girl maddie :( i think she was only in like a singular frame. hope shes in the movie a somewhat significant amount. i heart pretzel lady!! could live without wade tho like pls im so sick of his bowling soap opera 💀

- FAT ROBOTNIK FAT ROBOTNIK FAT ROBOTNIK!!! after fucking 3 movies they finally fulfilled jim carrey’s wishes!! let the man get creative like please i love jim carrey sm aughdfhfnfmschxj. also love how we got so much stobonik content within that short scene like jesus come get y’all’s food

- shadow at one point says something along the lines of “when we’re done, there won’t be anything left.” maybe i’m reading WAY to into this but what does the “we’re” part mean?? is he working with others? i feel like this is either gonna be team dark or some new movie exclusive character(s). edit: someone made a valid point that he’s actually probably referring to gerald (look at reblogs!)

-CHAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lowkey wonder if the room therye in is like an amusement park or somethin like that

- no sign of amy :( but honestly my prediction now is that she’s gonna be the post credit scene teaser cus they always do a new character reveal there. first tails, then shadow. and honestly now i think it might be better that way so shadow can have a chance to breathe and show his story in full. i’m pretty sure i vaguely remember colleen (tails’ VA) being kinda mysterious about amy’s appearance when asked, and also the fact that it was confirmed that this isn’t the end of the movie franchise/universe. but ig we’ll just have to wait and see!

so sorry i stated this yesterday morning to give my initial thoughts but then got busy and completely forgot to post/finish it. and today i started (and am close to finishing) a very long edit of the trailer, so be on the look out for that too!

genuinely i feel like this movie is gonna somehow be even more record breaking than any of the previous movies and i am so here for the hype 🙏

[pumpkinsy0]

could you pls write hc’s about tim and darry’s reactions and thoughts about finding out about purly

•first off, it was by TOTAL accident, like literally, tim rolled up to the drive in bc he knew pony would b there and he was gonna ask pony where tf he was and he saw them kissing it up in the back seat and tims seen a lot of things but thats one of the things he wishes he could forget honestly

•tim aint no tattletale and he doesnt like meddling w his siblings love lives so he just kept it to himself honesty, but he was kinda glad curly was w someone who was actually good, lord knows he needs it maybe itll rub off on him or somethin (hes only semi right)

•like im so serious, unless something bad is happening w them, tim doesnt rlly gaf WHAT they doin, theres not much to say bout tim tbh

•darry tho??? different case scenario, chances r while cleaning ponys room, quite a bit of times he noticed small things like new clothes being in his closet thats too big for him, a new ring, and pony being out a bittt later than usual and not walking w the others in the gang, those kinda things

•he’d be glad ponys branching out and getting w ppl, but IKKKK he found out that it was curly bc someone told him or he questioned pony after he was out TOO late

•darrys even surprised pony can get along w A shepard in general, he didnt rlly think pony would even genuinely befriend someone like curly, he thought he was being pranked for sure😭😭

•hes worried for pony to even WEAR what curly gave him bc he know the shepard gang has enemies, so what if one of em recognizes what ponys wearing and starts targeting him

•also darrys already pushing the line w even interacting w tim, ik the social worker probably dont like that all too much as is so if PONY gets w curly hes shitting bricks

•im not saying darrys exactly plotting to get them break up but hes def trying to convince pony to break up w the guy, just not as outwardly as sodapop prolly

[midnightfantasiez]

Twisted Love | 넷 (chp.4)

SUMMARY: you were certain that you would never find love nor ever lose your virginity throughout university, that is until a man named Lee Sangyeon came into the picture and offered to become your tutor; in exchange for keeping your grades up, and most importantly, teaching you everything you needed to know about sex. it was all just for fun & games, that is until one of you started to develop feelings for the other.

PAIRING: tutor!Sangyeon x afab!reader

GENRE: smut (18+ MDNI!!)

WARNINGS: we taking a look back on Sangyeon's past 👀, as well as a peak into reader's feelings, petnames (princess), talks about Sangyeon having fwb behaviour, unprotected sex (pls don't do that irl), dirty talk, creampie, rough sex, p in v sex, doggy style, pussy rubbing, lots of teasing from your best friend Haknyeon, sex jokes (nothing too vulgar dw), alcohol consumption, Sangyeon is now just cold 🥺

WORD COUNT: 4,121

A/N: apologies for the late update on this one it's been a while!! 😭 but we're back and hohoho. yall are not ready for this one 😮‍💨✨

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Sangyeon’s POV

“Sangyeon? Sangyeon-ah!” 

That loud voice startled the young teacher assistant as he was scrolling through his computer, grading all of the pop quizzes that were handed in by the students over the school holidays, making him turn his back almost immediately towards the direction of the owner of the voice. 

Professor Kim clearly noticed the vast and heavy under eye bags that he had gotten recently, and it was very concerning to him, especially when he used to be his favourite and top student several years back. 

“Sangyeon-ah, you clearly have something going on in your mind, don’t you?” 

He knew that his professor read him like a book, and there was nothing he could do to hide his emotions and struggles from him ever—at least, he had never succeeded once. Sangyeon was basically like the professor’s own son, taking him in and tutoring him for hours after lectures each day back then so that he could obtain the title of one of the best alumni the university has ever seen for the past decade. 

After graduation, Sangyeon traveled to Tokyo for a couple of years and gained some experience there before returning to Seoul, where he met the love of his life. 

Meeting his ex was truly one of the best things he had ever experienced, especially abroad, since he had accepted the fact that he would be completely stuck working remotely in his apartment, with little to no contact from the outside world. 

But it was thanks to his roommate, who convinced him to attend their monthly company events, that he met the love of his life. She was half Korean and half Japanese, and she was truly one of the sweetest human beings he had ever seen. 

Within less than a year, they got so close that he decided to move in with her, spending almost 24 hours with her at all times and treating her the best that he possibly could. It went pretty smoothly for two years—travelling all across Japan during the weekends and their paid holidays while making precious memories together. 

Sangyeon was convinced that he had found the love of his life, and he was ready to propose to her. He even reserved a specially made ring from Tiffany & Co. in Ginza, Tokyo—turquoise was her favourite colour, after all. 

But his dreams came shattering down when his ex confronted him in the comforts of their apartment one night, telling him that she had found someone better and that it was time to end their relationship. Tears were shed, and his heart was shattered into pieces when he found out the exact reason why she saw no future between them.

You don’t pleasure me enough. 

Through that heartbreak, he decided that he needed to go through a healing journey, and to really figure out what he was lacking that made his ex end things abruptly with him during the peak of their relationship. Hence, he started meeting different types of girls—goody-two shoe ones or girls who were often wild and found at the clubs, all to figure out and work on his sex skills. 

He has definitely learnt a lot more through those experiences, even if some of them turned out pretty messy and unpleasant—he just needed to refine himself to make sure that he would be loved once again. 

However, when he finally got back to Seoul a couple of years prior, he decided that it was time to put his fuckboy life behind in order to live a proper life with a stable job and to mix around with people who weren’t just craving for his dick. 

After a few different jobs, he finally landed on his current one, and he was surprised yet grateful that Mr Kim actually thought and remembered about him after all those years, and he immediately accepted the offer without much dilemma, thinking that working in the education field would divert his attention back to reality for a bit. 

That was until he met you. 

He only had one job at the sorority party: to make sure that the students avoided making outrageous decisions and that everyone went back home safe and sound. But somehow, he laid his eyes upon you, and you reminded him so much of his ex. Be it the looks you had or your demeanour, or how it was the way you reacted that was the exact same with his ex back when he first crossed paths with her during a company event where she had a little too much to drink. 

Instantly, the lust within him grew, and he knew that it was hard for him to refuse the kiss that you gave. One thing led to another, and then you actually trusted him to take your virginity away. Sangyeon was definitely beyond grateful about that, knowing that he was actually validated and loved in some way, even if you were absolutely lost in this whole messed up contract you both had made with one another. 

But there was something different about you: you never refused his touch and that you actually enjoyed his company, even if his tutoring sessions were definitely something completely different to what you had in mind. 

Sangyeon never thought much about it, until Haknyeon came into the picture. 

He never really knew why that was exactly the case. Haknyeon had been your best friend since you were kids, and he had little to no room for messing up with your personal life. It was not his place to have a say in this, after all. Who was he to judge nor control the timing of when your best friend would actually return from abroad and reunite with you this quickly? 

It shouldn’t have affected him in the slightest—Haknyeon was just being himself and hanging out with his best friend after being separated for quite a while.

But why did he have this uncomfortable feeling deep down in his gut that was slowly eating him away? 

To the point he even had a spicy dream about you making out with your best friend. 

It has been a week since he last saw you, and this time, Sangyeon himself was the one to turn down all of the tutoring sessions that were supposed to be going on, coming up with any possible excuses to tell you that he wasn’t able to see you for a while.

Or rather, he wasn’t ready to reunite with you. 

However, he knew that he could no longer avoid this, as he clearly had to meet with you to discuss the possible topics or chapters that your professors would highlight in the upcoming quiz that was going to take place next week. 

With that, he kindly excused himself from the lecture hall where he was with Professor Kim. He slowly made his way out to the nearest rooftop garden, located right outside the campus. He reluctantly took out his phone and dialled the familiar number. 

“Hey, I’m coming over at eight tonight. Don’t be late.”

Y/N’s POV

Your walls are slowly ripping apart with every single thrust that Sangyeon makes within you, not caring about your pleas and cries as he continues to push his cock further and as deep as he can. 

You were panting while lying flat down on the bed with your ass sticking up to his abdomen, both your arms bound by one of his veiny hands, while the other was gripping a clump of your hair as his groans filled the entire room. 

Sure, you both have had rough sex like this before, but deep down, you knew that something wasn’t right, especially with the way he treated you firsthand when he stepped right into your apartment. The both of you would usually start with your actual work, having an hour or two to work on your grades before going in with the sex, but that wasn’t the case today.

Immediately, he quickly pinned you straight to your front door the moment you let him in, and he began kissing you feverishly, not giving you any room for rejecting his advances. Frankly, you couldn’t even do much because, well, you did kind of miss his presence. 

You missed his scent so badly and how his fingers would comb through your hair whenever you made out. You missed the way his lips felt against yours, that sweet mango-flavoured lip balm that he would often apply on a daily basis, one that you have grown accustomed to. 

Most importantly, you craved the way he would treat you in bed. He knew exactly what you needed and was feeling for the day. It was as if he had some sort of telepathy when it came to reading your mind, and he would meet every single one of your needs for the day. 

Sangyeon always made you feel good about yourself; it made you feel as if you were loved by someone, given that you had concluded that romance would never be a thing for you in university. But ever since Sangyeon came into the picture, that all changed. 

You knew this was all part of the gimmick and the so-called “contract.” None of this is accurate, and you two will not be guaranteed to end up as a couple.

However, you have always kept your hopes up that perhaps one day, Sangyeon would change his mind and that you actually meant a lot more to him, given that he would agree with this whole ordeal in the first place. 

Right? 

It has been about 3 minutes of Sangyeon constantly picking up his pace as he thrusts into you, but this time, you could tell that he was getting impatient. He tugged you up aggressively to pull you upright, with you now kneeling on the bed while his other hand was still holding both of yours in place. 

“Y/N— Tell me—How much you missed this?” He panted while he leaned close to whisper into your ear, desperate for your answer.

“A lot— I missed this so much—” 

“Come on, Y/N. You can do better than that— Show me how much you missed this—” Sangyeon growled before letting go of your hair and moving down to rub your dripping wet clit.

“I— I missed you, Sangyeon! I want you so badly!” You were now shaking from the mess that Sangyeon had placed you in, and it made it even worse when he began sucking on your earlobe. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” 

“Cum all over my cock, princess. Do it for me,” Sangyeon commanded before giving one final thrust as you two finally came, then taking a few seconds to come down from your high before letting you go as you fell straight down onto the bed. 

You expected Sangyeon to do the same because that was what you had grown accustomed to—cuddling in bed until you regained strength and sometimes sharing a few sensual and slow kisses before he would carry you right into your bathtub and give you a warm bath. 

However, your tutor immediately got up and put on his pants, pushing his sweaty hair back with his hands before draping his shirt over his bare shoulders and walking straight into the living room. 

“Call me when you’re ready. I’ll get you ready for a bath, and then we’ll work on the lectures.”

Those were the very last words he said without even turning his head back to look at you before closing your bedroom door shut. 

Something was definitely not right.

“What’s with that gloomy face that would actually cause a thunderstorm to happen sooner than later, miss Y/N?” 

You were brought back to reality when your best friend flicked you on your forehead, earning a yelp from you while giving him an immense glare as if you were going to murder him right here and then. 

“Nothing. Just been having some issues with some assignments,” you commented before returning to meddle with your boba straw instead of drinking from it. 

“Nah, I’m not convinced. Y/N, I’ve known you for decades now, and that look is giving me an I'm-depressed-please-get-me-to-talk-about-it look,” Haknyeon insisted as he pulled your boba drink away from you.

“Hey! Give it back!” You raised your voice before your best friend began taking a sip of your beverage. “Oh, Ju Haknyeon, you’re so dead—”

“Then spill. I’m going to finish up your favourite Oolong Milk Tea if you don’t,” he stuck out his tongue right at you before taking a few more sips of your beverage. You could clearly see that he was already halfway through and would inhale the entire thing if you were not going to speak anytime soon.

“Okay okay, stop! Don’t finish it! That’s my very last boba that I’ll be able to afford for the month.”

“Not my problem that you’re not earning as much with your current part-time job.”

“Look, I’m doing it all for charity, okay?”

“Don’t care; spill the tea now.”

“You’re so–”

“Tick tock, tick tock! I’m going to finish it!” Haknyeon teased before taking another big sip, and he was close to finishing up your boba pearls. 

“Fine! I’ll talk! Now take your mouth out of that straw,” you snarled. 

Haknyeon’s eyes now glowed as if he was going to listen to his favourite bedtime story from when he was a kid, and he quickly pushed the drink aside and rested his face on both of his palms as he leaned forward to look straight at you. 

“I hate how something tells me that you’re planning to use whatever I’m going to say up against me.” 

“It depends, knowing you it’s probably about your “side assignment” instead of your actual ones.” 

Dang it. 

“I absolutely despise how you just know too well about me,” you sulked. 

“Whether you like it or not, you’re stuck with me forever as best friends, so suck it up,” he smiled, giving you his signature puppy eyes which just made you roll your eyes back. “Now that’s just rude. You’re ignoring my cuteness.” 

“It makes me wanna puke every time I see you do that straight to my face,” you fought back. 

“Okay so, what exactly happened between you and Sangyeon?” Haknyeon immediately jumped into the topic, not giving you a little breath of air to mentally prepare yourself on how you would address it to your best friend. 

On the bright side, it definitely saves you from taking your usual 10 minutes to muster up the courage before you would touch on topics like this. 

“I wished I knew, Haknyeon,” you lowered your head, and your voice was now getting softer than before. Truthfully, you never really knew how you felt about all of this. 

You were definitely concerned about Sangyeon’s change of demeanour; it was not like him to give you fairly little attention or care. After all, the Sangyeon you knew always made sure the people around him were being taken care of, and he would always put up this genuine and soft smile that seemed to make even the worst possible scenario seem bearable. 

However, another part of you was also feeling certain emotions that you weren’t sure if you could pinpoint them correctly. Sadness? Loneliness? Upset? You really didn’t know at all. 

But it seemed your friend immediately picked up on the situation and flat-out shoved his observations right at your face. 

“So you’re sad that he did not give you any aftercare after your last sex,” Haknyeon flatly blurted out right there and then.

“What the fuck? Of course not! It was definitely nice if he did…but that’s not the main point,” you were now blushing as you commented on that. 

“Hmm…you’re sad he walked out on you after sex,” he continued.

“Haknyeon. He was just different. Even during our tutoring sessions, he wouldn’t even look right at me in the eyes, and his vision was constantly on the lecture notes for the 2 hours we were doing it.”

“And then he left right away after that.”

“And yes, he left immediately after that, with only a single goodbye.” 

You slowly waited for your friend to process all that information before his concerned look turned into a sinister smile, knowing he was up to no good. 

“You wanted more sex after that.” 

Immediately, you slapped his arms, earning a yelp from him and sending you daggers through his eyes. “Can you not hurt me like that!”

“Then be serious with me, will you?” You snapped, crossing both of your arms while giving him a little huff. 

“Okay fine, he’s different than usual. And what about it? You do know that Sangyeon has his own life and matters to deal with; he’s also an adult and not just a tutor and a sex buddy, okay?”

“I’m aware of that…but it’s affecting me too…” 

“How so?” 

Haknyeon now scoots closer to you, and he is now resting his hand on his arms that are draped on the table so that he can peer up and look straight at your face from below. 

“Oh, hell no. You caught feelings for the guy, Y/N.” 

Cat’s out of the bag. 

Suddenly, all the alarms went off in your mind, and all the puzzle pieces came together immediately. You knew that from the back of your mind, part of the reason you didn’t want to agree with this whole contract to begin with was that you were afraid that you wouldn’t be able to distinguish between “business” and “romance”. 

However, you were desperate to find love, and you were certainly not going to graduate university being labelled as a virgin. Hence, you decided that it wouldn’t harm to actually try it out. 

Only if you knew that your worst nightmare was slowly beginning to form down the road. 

You didn’t really know when you started falling for your tutor, but who could’ve blamed you? Especially when he was one of the university’s top alumni and had such good looks that made every female swoon over him whenever he bypassed down the halls. 

Sangyeon was truly a blessing and a curse for you. You were now stuck in a situation where you actually developed feelings for the man himself, even when you promised yourself that you would never fall deep into this whole situationship that was going on between you two. 

It seemed as if you had failed. Horribly. 

If it wasn’t for Haknyeon, who was now cupping both of your cheeks with his hands, you could’ve gone on and on overthinking this whole situationship between you and Sangyeon. Thankfully, you were now brought back to reality and managed to break that unpleasant train of thought for a little while. 

“Look, Y/N. I don’t know why you’re overthinking about all of this. If you fall for him, then why not? Confess to him. If you’re worried about him, then ask him face-to-face. It can’t be that hard, especially when you both are a lot closer than just normal friends.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I don’t know why I’m making such a big deal out of all this,” you chuckled before choking on the tears bound to drip down your face. 

But Haknyeon wouldn’t let that happen and immediately embraced you, soothing you by rubbing your back while his other hand patted your head. “Here’s an idea: you’re good at baking. Why not make him some sweet treats to thank him for all the hard work he has put in for you and also to make him happier?” 

“You’re right. Maybe I could whip up that mango sago recipe my mother used to make for me all the time, and I’ll give it to him after the quiz tomorrow morning.” 

With that, Haknyeon smiled and ruffled your hair before rubbing his nose against yours. “Now that’s more like the Y/N I know.”

You tried so hard to juggle between studying for your quiz and making the dessert the night prior. To be fair, making the dessert would’ve taken about half an hour, and it was a fairly simple recipe—that is if Haknyeon hadn’t decided to take you out to a newly opened bar and treat you to some drinks before you finally came to realise that you have a quiz the following day. 

You scurried your way back home at 1 in the morning, and you quickly tried your best to sober up by chugging down glasses of water and splashing your face with some cold water in an attempt to pull an all-nighter. 

Without wasting time, you immediately set your phone on silent mode and try your best to focus on studying for the quiz while taking necessary breaks to work on the dessert. It took about a couple of hours before you realised the sun was about to rise as the sunlight shone through your blinds. You knew there was no point in trying to take a little shut-eye now, for you wouldn’t want to risk being late for the quiz.

Instead, you caked on as much makeup as you could to try to cover the under-eye bags and to make it seem that you weren’t drunk in the slightest as you packed away everything, including the dessert, as you made your way to campus.

Besides feeling groggy and not your best self due to the lack of sleep and alcohol in your system, everything else went smoothly as you arrived on time and did some last-minute studying before your professor was about to walk in with the papers in hand. 

Sure enough, Sangyeon trailed behind Professor Kim at 8 a.m. sharp and helped your professor to pass out the papers for each student, even coming close to placing one right on your desk personally. Obviously, you looked up to see him right in the eye, but the male didn’t return the favour, and he quickly made his way towards the other students.

You were slightly upset, that’s for sure. However, you figured he was just doing his job and not making any unnecessary interaction since it was during campus hours. Once all of the students had gotten their papers, the professor started the timer before everyone began answering the questions frantically. 

On the other hand, you were doing fairly well and with ease, all thanks to Sangyeon highlighting the specific chapters to focus more on during your last tutoring session with him. You could answer all of them easily before you realised you had finished a little earlier than the other students. 

With that, you gently placed your pen on one side before turning your eyes to look straight at the male himself. Unfortunately, he was staring right at the students on the lower ground, not even once tilting his head up to glance at the floor you were on. Once again, you had to remind yourself that he was just doing his job as a teacher’s assistant, nothing else. 

After what seemed like 10 minutes had passed, the timer that your professor set had gone off, and all of the students were to hand in their papers before they were permitted to leave the hall, and then it was the start of midterm break. 

You followed the other students, gently placing your paper on your professor’s desk before bowing to him and wishing each other a blessed midterm break until you reached the front door where Sangyeon leaned against the wall, grabbing onto your wrist and not letting it go in the slightest. Instead, his grip tightened slightly before he gently pulled you back into the hall, addressing a few things with your professor before he took the papers with him and left. 

“H-Hey, Sangyeon! Thanks for helping me during the last tutoring session. The quiz was fairly easy, and I was able to answer the whole thing fairly quickly!” You tried your best to show Sangyeon your excitement, but the male only furrowed his brows and stared at you blankly. 

Now, that was awkward. 

Trying your best to break the tension between you two, you quickly fished through your backpack to pull out the dessert that you have been dying to give to him. “Oh! I made you a little something last night to show you my token of appreciation! I think you’ll love it—”

“Y/N. Stop it.” 

That alone was enough to freeze you in place, and your hand immediately fell off from your backpack. “S-Sangyeon? Is something the matter?” 

Instead of answering your question, Sangyeon takes in a deep breath and tucks his hands away into his pockets before closing in his distance between you. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N. But this whole tutoring session between us is over.”

A/N: one more chapter to go folks 🥹

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I know resquests are closed, but you said some time ago that you were looking for suggestions. I have only one but I think you will like it:

- So imagine that skz or some members of skz are gping to the cinema, and they wanna sneak in snacks. One of the mebers shoves a packet of snacks into their coat and just walks into the movie unnoticed. Then, some other member is hungry and asks for the snack that is hidden in the coat of the member. He zips down the coat and like slightly opens up the side that the snack is on and as the other member tries to grab a handful of the food, he like touches or accidentally squeezes his side (because the packet is laying somewhere there). The ler notices how that tickled the lee and decides to take advantage of that, sneaking their arm to “grab the snack” as an exuse to tickle the member. This continues on the whooole movie lol.

This actually happened to me😭 Except the tickling part. I just had to hide popcorn in my coat lol

I saw that you’ve been doing not so well in life, and I just wanted to send lots of love and tell you that there are plenty of people in this community who are willing to listen to you and try to make you feel better in any way, incluiding me. Just don’t give up, keep on pushing and you’ll get there❤️❤️

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words: 1k a/n: my formatting's having some issues :ccc [also this request is so minmin coded istg] lee: hyunjin ler: minho and seungmin taglist: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @jeonginsdiary @leeknowstan33 @v--143 @wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday @inkytornpagess @lajanaa @a-wild-seungberry this fic is about tickling, if it's not your cup of tea pls scroll!~

“Hi! 8 tickets for the Baby Shark Movie, please!” Chan grinned at the cashier, who stared back with a puzzled expression. 

“But…that movie is for little kids…?” The poor guy sweatdropped, watching the 8 pairs of eyeballs bore at him. 

“It’s…Baby Shark. And Enhypen’s in it. What more reason do we need?” Felix asked innocently, pushing the cash towards the man in the uniform. 

“But-”

“8 TICKETS! WOOHOOO!” Jisung yelled in the background, having had way too much sugar before arriving at the theater. 

The cashier sighed before taking the cash, handing Chan the tickets and the spare change. 

“YAYYY!” Hannie cheered, jumping around before getting pulled down with a hand on his waist by a very amused Minho. 

Changbin sneezed loudly, sniffling and wrapping his jacket tightly around his body. He had caught a cold, resulting in constant sneezing and coughing.

He whimpered as his throat stung, and his jacket did nothing to shield his vulnerable body from the cold. 

Felix and Chan cooed and wrapped their jackets around the sick rapper, handing him a warm water bottle to sip. 

Minho walked nonchalantly, ignoring the stares he received as he held a squirming Jisung bridal-style in his arms. 

Clearly, Hannie had been attracting stares and this was the only way to stop him from running around. 

Hyunjin dodged Seungmin’s sneaky fingers coming towards his pockets again. 

“Yah! Seungmin these are for the movie! Don’t eat the snacks before the movie even starts!” Hyunjin scolded, closing the pockets with the zipper. 

Jeongin walked beside Chan, Felix, and Changbin, yawning and wincing slightly as his lip ring shifted slightly. 

“Ah! Here it is!” Chan found the movie venue, opening the door and ushering all the members inside. 

“Okay everyone! Here’s the order, from left to right!” Minho announced. 

“Okay, so at the end, Chan…Felix…Changbin…Jeongin…Hannie…Me…Hyunjin…and Seungmin!” Lino read out, taking his seat and watching everybody assemble in their arranged places. 

He had made sure that Changbin and Jeongin were in the center, considering Changbin was sick and Jeongin and Felix had a tendency to get lost somehow. 

He had also made sure that Jisung was seated next to him, so that the younger wouldn’t throw a fit and he could keep an eye on him. ‘I really shouldn’t have let him eat a whole cheesecake…’

Hannie, meanwhile, has finally calmed down, sitting quietly and waiting for the movie to start. 

Hyunjin smiled fondly at the boy. ‘Ahhh, I can’t believe he’s an introvert. He acts like a little kid sometimes. It’s cute, though.’

Seungmin was bouncing in the seat, clearly eager for the movie to start so that he could eat snacks. 

He had been craving for them all day, and finally, he could enjoy them…if Hyunjin didn’t eat them first, of course. 

The movie started, thankfully, and everyone was giggling throughout the first bit, even Changbin, whose throat would probably kill him later. 

Seungmin quietly stuck his hand into Hyune’s pocket, grabbing a snack before attempting to pull his arm out. 

He struggled for a second before pressing into the older’s body and pulling his hand out. 

Surprised, Hyunjin let out a small squeal of laughter, twisting and glaring at Seungmin. 

“Yikes, sorry hyung. Didn’t mean for it to tickle.” 

“That tickled?!” Minho whispered incredulously, poking the taller boy’s side again. 

Hyune let out a similar squeal, slapping at the older’s hand and blushing a deep red. 

Seungmin grinned evilly at him, Minho copying the same expression on his other side. 

Hyunjin watched in horror as the two stuck their hands into his pockets, grabbing a snack each, but not retracting their hands until they had each squeezed his sides at least twice. 

“Guhuhuys!” Hyunjin giggled quietly, slumping in his seat to try and escape the hands. 

“What?” Seungmin asked innocently, peeling open his snack. 

Minho grabbed Hyunjin by the waist and sat him down on his lap, allowing Seungmin to scoot one seat over. 

“H-Hey, what are you doing?” Hyunjin asked, watching Seungmin reach for his pocket again, and Lino was holding his arms to his sides. 

“Getting a snack.” The vocalist deadpanned, sneaking his hands into the open pocket and instead pressing and wiggling into the older’s skin through the thin fabric. 

Hyunjin bit his lip to contain his loud squawks of laughter before twisting crazily in Minho’s hold. 

Minnie’s fingers finally left his pocket, and Hyunjin breathed a sigh of relief. 

Maybe they would finally leave him alone. 

However, this torture continued for another half and hour of the movie, but Hyunjin didn’t really hate it. 

At the last scene of the movie, Hyunjin was intently watching the screen, focused and not paying attention to the dancer behind him, who had been keeping his hands to himself for quite a while. 

When a singular finger wormed into his pocket and tickled at the sensitive skin there, Hyunjin almost screamed in surprise again. 

Knowing he wouldn’t be able to hold his giggles again, he turned and buried his head into Minho’s chest, the older nonchalantly continuing the tickle the boy to pieces fondly. 

“hyuhuhung! p-people wihill hehear meheh!” Hyunjin giggled out desperately, trying to pull the older’s hands out of his pockets. 

“Awe, Hyunnie! Scared, huh? Scared that people will know how sensitive you are?~” Min teased, only tickling harder and smiling as Hyunjin squealed into the fabric of the older’s jacket, too sensitive to hold his laughter again. 

The ending credits to the movie rolled, and Hyunjin panted, wiping the residual tears off of his face as Minho finally quit, picking the younger dancer up and gathering all of their things. 

“I think we need to go again later.” Jisung referred to the movie. 

“Why?” Chan asked, curious. Usually Jisung hated rewatching movies and preferred to watch new stuff. 

“I was distracted because Hyunjin kept laughing.”

Hyunjin yelled flusteredly, slapping Hannie across the shoulder and covering his bright red face with his other hand. 

Then Jeongin noticed something. “Oooh Hyunjin hyung has snacks!”

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This has taken over my life---

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“Thank you, Alabaster. Hope you have a wonderful time inside as well-! Ah! Over there! It's the industry's charming darling, Nico di Angelo! Oh, he certainly lives up to his name - he looks so dashing and adorable in his white designer tuxedo!”

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Comment section from the live video: NDAPS: IM JUST A BABY— 😍😍😍 NicosAngel: NICOOOOOO! BABY BOY ASDFGHJKL Cat-astrophe: I HAVE LEGAL ADOPTION PAPERS PLS COME HOME WIV ME NOW Shituation: Everyday, I wake up just to see his gorgeous face 😫

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“Wait. Is that… Did Nico di Angelo bring a partner with him this year?”

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Comment section from the live video: NDAPS: HOLD UP. WAITWAITWAIT OUR MEOW MEOW BRING A WHAT NOW??? NicoApologist: Our baby grew up so fast 😭 NicosAngel: NOOOOOOOO!!! WHO DARES CORRUPT MY ANGEL?!?!

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“Oh my! Nico di Angelo did bring a partner to this year's event, and-! No. Nonononono. This can't be real. Who has the right to look THAT gorgeous? The press is going crazy over them, look at all those flashing lights! They're clearly wearing matching tuxedos as well! Is this Nico's mystery partner?”

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Comment section from the live video: NDAPS: HOLY JESUS CHRIST ON A MOTORBIKE! I MUST HAVE ASCENDED TO HEAVEN! IM SEEING AN ANGEL AND A GOD AT THE SAME TIME— Perc4beth4vr: Doesn't that guy look like Percy? Sorrynotsorry: Not everything's about Jackson. Clearly that guy looks way better. NicosAngel: I apologize for what I said. Please corrupt my angel, Mr. Greek God. For you, I'll make an exception. MY ANGEL IS SMILING SO MUCH RIGHT NOW I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM THIS HAPPY 😭😭😭 THEY LOOK LIKE THE PERFECT COUPLE, I DEMAND WEDDING INVITATIONS ASAP 🤧🤧🤧 excuseyou: Did Percy stop at the end of the carpet or was it just me who noticed? troll.on.a.roll: Kayla is us right now. She's fangirling over Nico just as hard as everyone else lol

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Kayla: Nico! Wow, you look drop-dead gorgeous! How are you feeling this evening? (hugs him)

Nico: Kayla! You look stunning as well. (hugs her back) I'm doing great! The best, actually.

Kayla: Oh, is it because of your mystery partner? (smiling playfully before turning towards the other male) Are we going to know his name tonight, or are the netizens going to have to do their thorough investigations?

Nico: (laughs) As fun as that is… Let me introduce to everyone, Aeon Oceanus. My fiance. (lifts one of his hands to show off a silver diamond-studded ring)

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Comment section from the live video: … … … … NDAPS: Did he say fiance? narrowcrepe: !!! NicosAngel: YUUUUUUS! I CALLED IT! I DEMAND AN INVITATION! FRONT ROW! ILL EVEN BE THE CARPET YOU WALK DOWN ON JUST SO I CAN SEE YOU GET MARRIED- excuseyou: Percy looks constipated hmm… Sorrynotsorry: NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT THAT TALENTLESS NEWBIE 🙄 Dundundun: But for real! I sense drama. Like, this guy really looks a lot like Jackson. I won't be surprised if they're related.

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Kayla: M-Marriage? Wow! That's amazing! No wonder you're glowing tonight. It must be love.

Nico: Ah, well, it's also my first time bringing a partner to an awarding ceremony. It feels amazing, knowing that from today onwards, I have no need to hide my relationship with my partner.

—- Comment section from the live video: excuseyou: Definitely constipated. Sorrynotsorry: Someone kick this Percy-stan out. —-

Kayla: And how about you… Mr. Oceanus?

Aeon: Aeon’s fine.

Kayla: How are you feeling tonight?

Aeon: I feel like I’m on cloud nine (smiles warmly). Having the love of my life acknowledge our relationship publicly, and having the public know that I am his as much as he’s mine… (pulls Nico close to press a kiss to his forehead) Perfect. Everything’s perfect.

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Comment section from the live video: NDAPS: HE SAID THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE OMG!!! EAT THAT PERCABETH SHIPPERS, YOU CAN HAVE YOUR GOLDEN COUPLE, WE HAVE OUR PLATINUM COUPLE! NicosAngel: 😭🥳😭🥳😭🥳😭 Perc4beth4evr: !!! Shituation: The way Nico closed his eyes, and his lips curling to the softest of smiles when Aeon pulled him close and kissed his forehead--- Dear God, I have a new reason to wake up everyday

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Kayla: That’s wonderful! All right, I won’t keep you guys any longer. I hope you enjoy the rest of the evening. And Nico, all the best for the awarding!

Kayla: (whispers, but microphone catches it) And all the best for your wedding.

Nico: (laughs) Thanks, Kayla. (walks into the event with Aeon, hand-in-hand)

[justallihere]

im joining the train of being physically ill and your fic giving me the motivation to continue with life (allergies and contact dermatitis are kicking my ass. my eyelids are swollen)

I love how soft these two were for each other in this chapter.

XADEN IS WHIPPED. I feel like if he could live in/under Violet's skin he would 💀

exhibit a

“I can kill him for you,” he offered. 

exhibit b

“No, I don’t want you to move,” Xaden grumbled

exhibit c

“I’ll do whatever you want, my darling wife.”

exhibit d

he was sure his heart stopped beating in his chest for a moment before it resumed its rhythm again. 

exhibit e

Something warm bloomed in his chest at the sight of the ring on his finger, a physical representation of the two of them twined together, from now until they entered whatever life or world followed this one. 

Xaden made Vi blush SO MUCH this chapter and I'm eating it up!!!!!

This line was so funny 😭😭😭. Xaden is such a tease

“Yes, your majesty?” She scowled

Not me my heart breaking for younger Xaden. I hope Vi gives him enough hugs to heal his inner child

Being a dragon rider was one of the only things he had ever chosen for himself, even if, technically, he wasn’t supposed to have it. 

SOMEONE HUG GARRICK PLS. The guilt he probably feels, my poor baby 😭😭

“Can I not be worried about her?” Garrick asked sharply. “She is my queen, Xaden. She isn’t just your wife, she isn’t just Violet. Not anymore. She’s important to all of us, and I have a duty to her. You’re not the only one who failed to keep her safe.” 

EXCUSE ME??? ARE THEY FLIRTING? YOURE HONOR I THINK THEYRE FLIRTING. The second i read that he wanted to take her somewhere outside, I KNEW IT WAS HIS FAVORITE HILLTOP!!!! This moment was so special/monumental for them 😭. Xaden has come so far, from not wanting to share this sacred space/wanting to hate her on principle, to loving Violet and willing to do anything to make her happy (Again, mans is WHIPPED)

“Are you trying to get me drunk, Mrs. Riorson?” Xaden asked in a low voice.  She shivered. “Maybe.” 

HIS RING??? HIS RING????? Of course, Vi noticed how obsessed X is with her hair. nothing gets past her

Xaden's unwavering faith in Vi is so 👌 I dont have words to describe what it is but its top tier husband energy

The fact that Violet reads smut confirms that she's just one of the girls AND Xaden picking the book up to read it ??? Book boyfriend material (Even though he's already her husband)

Questions:

When will Brennan get his head out of the sand and make up his siblings? Stick Xaden on him because B is making Vi and Mira sad!!!!

when was the last time Xaden got drunk/felt comfortable enough to do that?

was the story about malek and his consort's homage to Hades/Persephone but also a reflection of Vi/X's relationship?

She was Amari’s youngest, her most beautiful and most treasured child --- is this foreshadowing to how Lilith views Vi? bc if so... I'm sobbing in a corner

Omg feel better!! Stop being sick!! Why are you all sick!! (normally I’m the one who’s sick all the time 😂)

Waterparks has like dozens of obsessive love songs that I could quote but there’s a line in “I felt younger when we met” (ironically a break up song lol) that says “you moved in behind my eyes and built yourself a shrine” that I think about a lot in terms of how Xaden feels about Violet. Just like, a part of her lives with him permanently now and he can’t and doesn’t want to get rid of it and she’s all he knows and he’s wholly devoted to her

I’m LIVING for the fact that you came with evidence about how whipped he is lmao

They are in fact flirting, can confirm!

To answer your questions: Yes, Brennan will get his act together. The last time Xaden got drunk was, uh. . . so many moons ago I do not have an exact time, but years. And yes! It was a way to say that not only do people see their relationship differently depending on what they’re looking for, but Xaden views himself so differently from the way Violet sees him.

And yeah to that last one as well. I mean she loves all her kids beyond reason, but there’s something in the way she views Violet that’s so special to me

[lionmythflower]

Peter pettigrew hcs

he's trans :)

genderqueer and doesn't care what pronouns ppl use for him but he prefers he/they

He's a pudgey little thing but he's fine with it

He's a PROUD 2 inches taller than Sirius lol

asexual (him and evan bond over this)

He brings the best snacks on road trips

Will forget everything but the smallest of details

Like oh he can't really remember ur name but he does know that you played soccer for 2 years when you were in primary school

Hates the snow. Absolutely despises it (same)

Would have loved Lord of the rings

autistic but like the type that like when he tells ppl they're like "rlly? You don't seem autistic."

Hates running with a burning passion

had an eating disorder at some point but he got help for it

Still wears makeup and stuff even though he's trans bc fuck gender roles :)

He's first friends were James and Marlene (I heard someone say barty as well and I love that)

Hates the nickname wormy but is fine with wormtail

Constantly has seasonal allergies

Panic attacks

Yk the one person in troto that plays Peter? Ya that is hands down the best face claim/fan cast

Knows how to crochet

I feel like music would help calm him down

Like during panic attacks or stuff like that

Has hair that's like down to his shoulders but layers

100% had a crush on james when they were kids

Peter,evan, and barty are all besties

PANDORA AND PETER GOSSIP TOGETHER

Peter is the only one that all the girls get along with lmao

So Peter is invited to every girls night bc they love him

He clenches and unclenches his fists when he's angry (HELP THAT ONE MEME PLS)

He knows EVERYTHING. and I mean EVERYTHING. who's dating who, who has a crush on who, who doesn't like who, who pretends not to like who. He knows it all

So does pandora and sometimes lily and they all gossip

Peter, Evan and lily are js a group of trans asexuals. No I will not explain

(I lied, I will explain a bit) "My ribs are bruised again" "same" "lol can't relate" "fuck you Evans" "ilyt rosier" (Peter, Evan, lily, Evan, lily)

Benji is his queer platonic partner :)

HE'S SO GOOD AT COOKING

LIKE EXTREMELY GOOD

Peter cooks for Remus when the full moon hits

And he cooks for james when he's feelings down

and he cooks for Sirius when he's having trouble in anyway w smth

Idc what u say all the marauders loved Peter and they were all equal

Peter would he such a gas lighter 😭😭

"Wdym? That's always been there. Your imagining things. "

Peter and reg are pretty good friends actually lol

"He was a death eater tho!!!" Ok and?

Peter would do that thing where if he's lying down and doing smth he'll always have one arm in the air. No one knows why he does this but their js used to it at this point

Anxiety is a bitch and Peter has it

Ppl thinks he's kinda slow sometimes but it's js cuz he needs to triple check everything and needs clear instructions bc he doesn't want to mess anything up

Would have so many pillows

He loves plants

And mushrooms

James, Marlene and him are all trans and they transitioned together

Painted nails>>>>>

He would have different themes for he's nails each time he painted them

The moon phases for Remus, Suns for james, constellations for Sirius and regulus, stars for Marlene, flowers for lily, and hearts for Mary (her name means beloved), roses for evan, snakes for barty, jewels for Dorcas, Ravens for Benji, and crystals n spirals for pandora

He also paints Evan's nails

He's always tapping little patterns on everything and sometimes he's friends will notice and try to tap the same pattern (it normally takes them a while to figure it out)

Fidgets a lot

Everyone thinks that Peter and Sirius are not as good as friends are they are w the rest of the marauders but in reality, Sirius and Peter will js playfully insult each other (nothing that will actually hurt but there are a lot of death threats<3) and laugh abt it later

"Oi, Pete, you look a lot like a rat!" "I will tear you limb from limb siri" "the feeling is mutual"

He would also love vines as a type of room decor

Okie that's all who should I do next??? Pandora or lily?? Or sm1 else???

[kittonik]

Those eyes.

★ pairing: cody rhodes x fem!reader

★ genre: fluff

★ word count: 535 (short sorry ik😭)

i apologise in advance for this train wreck, this is my first time writing any sort of fanfiction and open for suggestions moving forward <33

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You sat down at the café table by the large window looking out onto the streets. You saw couples walking together holding hands and laughing, staring into each others eyes lovingly. You sighed. “One day I wish someone looked at me like that.” You mumbled underneath your breath. You grew tired of feeling lonely from looking out the window so you put your focus onto the walls of the café fascinated  by the different types of paintings hung up on the walls. 

That’s when your eyes landed on him. He was staring at you. Intensely. You stared back trying to figure out what was going on behind those deep blue eyes that seemed to sparkle from the light coming in from the window above. You could feel yourself slowly drifting away getting lost in his eyes, they were so pretty. Were they hypnotising you somehow? He probably thought this was just a fun staring contest.  You could see his mouth move into a playful smirk, which lead you to study his whole face. 

“Wow he’s actually really hot.” You thought to yourself, your mind wandering off imaging other explicit things. Forgetting that you were still quite literally staring into his soul. You could feel your cheeks burning and you finally snapped out of it looking away from the handsome mysterious man, who still seemed to keep his eyes on you. 

While you gazed out the window again you felt a finger tapping you on your shoulder. You turned towards the place you were tapped jumping a little seeing how close  this guy was standing beside you. 

“Oh,” he let out a little pity laugh. “Didn’t mean you scare you a little.” His voice was deep and a little raspy. He gave a quick genuine smile, and you noticed how perfect his teeth was. 

“I just wanted to say how absolutely beautiful you are.”

You stared into his eyes quickly pulling away seeming overwhelmed as you blushed again, turning your focus down onto your hands playing with your rings. You could still feel his eyes on you. 

You took a short breathe and mustered up the courage to look him back in his beautiful eyes.

“Thank you, that means a lot to me” You say with a smile playing at your lips. “You’re really handsome yourself might I say. My name is y/n, would you care to sit?” 

“I’m Cody, lovely to meet you miss y/n. I’d love to sit, who would ever pass up on an offer to sit with such a stunning girl like you?” Cody winked and took a seat opposite you, admiring you, he knew there was something beautiful that was going to come out of this. 

“Before we take this conversation any further,” you quickly spoke, his ocean eyes staring at your curiously. “Who would win batman or superman?” You said in a sarcastic like tone. 

He let out a cute little chuckle. This man was perfect and yet you hardly even knew him, but hopefully that would change. He had a comforting aura about him, like he’d be perfect to cuddle up with on a freezing day. 

Cody stared at you and smiled, “I mean the quite obvious answer is-“

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i didn’t know how to end this shit so yeah i’m sorry lmfaoo. actually like criticise the shit out of this i was going to write smut but i didn’t want to drop something slutty as my first post yk 😍😍 i’m like new to this stuff and it’s like 2am but my love for cody is strong 💪‼️ anyways tysm ily pls pls pls give suggestions and stuff, thank you sweethearts ❤️

[jils-things]

ooo tell us abt the proposal jil its 2 am pls read us a little bedtime story u.u 💤

AAAUOOOO 😭😭 how dare you hide under the anon mask sniffles... ill get u... WEEEHGJH PIPIPI you got me so passionate here in writing it ALMOST could be considered a little fic rnnnn 🤧🤧🤧🤧 I'M ANGRY AND EMBARRYYYY AAAUUUWA MWA

so there would be a day - of course where steven just knew - he wanted to be with her, for as long as he can. he wanted to propose to her, but how should he go about that?

he doesnt want to be obvious - because she's pretty good at noticing him when he's trying to do something special for her. hes such a loverboy what can we do smhsmh if he suddenly took her to a restaurant with no context other than just "treating you with nice food because yes" but it was actually her birthday then she KNOWS there's something up and it can ruin the surprise (at least for him. he would be ruined if she knew instantly AHHSJFAJFASJF). so whats the best way to go about this proposal idea? he has to surprise her, somehow...

so at nighttime, at sla.teport, where all the crowds at the marketplace dispersed, nothing but the windy night and the ocean waves crashing on the shoreline. steven waited for jaide by the lighthouse, the farthest from the city, and closest to the ocean. he was minutes early than the agreed time. no gentleman leaves his wife sweetheart hanging, now does he? he had the ring box in his suit pocket. he was nervous, constantly rubbing his finger against the cold metal ring he wore.

well fortunately, he would learn about a nice meteor shower coming up, and it just so happens to be in s.lateport city, the very place where they met. he's seen meteor showers before, but she never did. he always wanted her to see one, and this is the perfect opportunity - the perfect distraction, even. so one day, he'd excitedly tell her that a meteor shower is upon them in a few days, and was hoping if she was available to come along to share the view with him. now, jaide obviously could not turn this offer down because she always wanted to see one based on how much he praised the beauty of it, and she cant turn down a once in a lifetime opportunity, no? it would also break his rock loving heart if she declined...

"if she says yes, one of these rings will be retired soon," he would tell himself... he sure was confident. there was definitely no plan b here.

so of course she would come, maybe a minute or two later, but he was happy to see her regardless. the skies were still pitch black, no sign of glitter yet. best to talk to kill some time.

he would begin to express how time seem to fly so fast since he met her, because everyday was a new opportunity to do something with her. then again, he always thought about her even since they were kids, wondered how she was doing since that faithful encounter. he never knew he'd even begin to fall for her when they just wanted to rekindle that friendship. jaide herself never saw herself to be in a relationship with anyone, she was happy all by herself, but steven struck a cord in her that made her think twice about just being by herself - he was more than just a friend. he was someone she knew understood her well - someone she could probably see spending the rest of her life together with ... but thats enough of sentimentality.

suddenly, a little sparkle in the sky and more followed after. the skies twinkled beautifully, and jaide was amazed. her eyes could not be separated from the view - perfect.

steven not only got her distracted, but boy was she the prettiest thing. he could stare at the skies too, but nothing can compare to the look on her face, so innocent, so charming. he allowed her to watch in silence, until it was over.

"i beg to differ" a challenging statement coming from the man. this made her turn her head to him in confusion - there, her eyes widened.

"i'm glad to have shared this time with you" she says, still looking up. "this is possibly the prettiest thing i'll ever see in awhile, steven." she has no idea, she was too immersed in the sightseeing.

and there he was, one knee down - arm slightly outstretched. a box on his hand - a diamond ring inside. it sparkled wonderfully, full of purity and shine

"steven? you--"

he chuckles again,

he's actually quite prepared for this for awhile now. he bought that ring AGES ago. his father threw every ring design at his direction when possible, he literally asked for jaide's mom's blessings without jaide knowing he was in new ba.rk town and heck, though a little rebellious at the idea, he even got gold's approval - that protective little brother of hers. he had everything, but not the time. but it all ends today,

the times he's been itching about wanting to ask her to be his, and his only. everytime he'd look at her, there's that nice feeling of warmth and happiness deep inside him - because he knows, she's changed him before they even realized it. the moment he recognized her from the crowd, he knew he had to talk to her again and boy is he glad he's done that. and as if she wasnt remarkable back then, she's just as charming as the present - independent, smart, and even considerate for his well being - she never knew he was someone of rich status and always saw him as an equal. it was nothing but a breath of fresh air whenever he talked to her and he only fell harder for her. a lot of people he comes across wanted him for some other reason aside from his actual self and he's been through enough to be distant from those kind of people. but jaide, jaide was different - and that's what made her so charming to him that he wanted to win her attention. but now, he asks with full certainty and will in his voice

"for so long have i chosen to walk as a lone man - concerned for his passion and interests - i've had people to be there for me, but none stuck as long as you, even if time separated us, we still found each other - and our friendship only bloomed harder than ever. it was at that point where i realize that - i want you to partake in the next chapter of my life."

and of course, she said yes ♡

[seeingivy]

i just know yuuji started that Daddy’s Home edit of gojo on a secret account 😭 he’s that man’s #1 fan (i’m positive he asked nobara to help him with the edit but took no credit since she didn’t think it was gonna pop off(v much regrets not taking credit for it))

FIRST OF ALL. yuuji is the biggest bitch on stan twitter, but literally NO ONE KNOWS IT'S HIM. except it becomes a thing where he's like "oh gojo is so insane for bringing the cat head to the shibuya set" and then people are like "source?? where did u see this" and then he deactivates and starts a new account all over again.

on the topic of secret accounts, here we go.

reiner has an account where he exclusively rates all the bread he eats at restaurants. similar to lorde, who has her onion ring instagram, reiner has one. but for bread. and the reviews are way too detailed like this man going on about "this bread is what victorian children dreamed of. 8.5/10."

gojo is on stan twitter, but for all the wrong reasons. they all hate him.

"oh you love geto? what's his favorite color? yeah. I thought so." FROM AN ALIAS ACCOUNT JUST CAUSING BEEF FOR NO REASON

calling nanami his bias and tweeting at him every day to get a response. like "my fav pls notice me" nanami knows its him. and blocks him.

nobara and maki are the queen of fancams, literally EVERYONE eats them up in edits and they pretend they don't watch them but the totally do

eren saves all the fancams he sees of you on his phone. and reposts them sometimes too. also totally during the breakup era, this man is googling "y/n and eren flirting for ten minutes straight" edits and crying himself to sleep. someone start playing last kiss.

connie, has a private twitter, that he uses to rant. but he accidentally doesn't use it sometimes and tweets very personal information from his verified account.

yuuta and maki have the whole blake lively and ryan reynolds vibe. except, maki is ryan reynolds and yuuta is blake lively.

like when ryan draws earrings onto blake lively's ears on instagram stories bc she's annoyed she doesn't have any - that is what maki does for her baby boy yuuta.

[rodolfoparras]

!!!

Working on the eerie xmen oc🔥🔥🔥 his name is Wren !!! And I don't know how exactly to explain his ability but like bro can't really die. Like he can get injured, you could literally blow him up and he'd come back in like an hour like "that kinda hurt :( " but also he doesn't just immediately heal??? He just kinda survives things he definitely shouldn't.

No one knows how to kill Wren, not even him

He feels the pain but he's just gotten numb to it :( overall he seems very eerie and unsettling, being unable to die only adds to that plus his bones make crackling noises more than normal😭 like he tilts his head to the side and the loudest crack over rings through the room😭

He's so silly tho😋 Wren loves Scott so much but has kinda a weird way of showing it. He just ominously stares at him and whenever Scott notices Wren tries smiling but it's kinda more like 👹 because of his fangs😭😭😭 Scott learns (Charles told him) that Wren is trying to be sweet and nice, not spooky and Scott starts absolutely adoring those goofy smiles🙏

Logan takes a little longer to realize Wren is trying to be nice💀 he low-key thought Wren's smiles were like a "back off" type of thing by showing off his fangs😭🙏

Wren also has so many scars, the majority of them from humans trying to kill him :< but some are self inflicted

There is so much angst but also comfort because I love my eerie little guy❤

-🌱

He kind of reminds me of Deadpool!! Not only because of the superpower because of the humor too! I guess with immortality you just got to learn to laugh at life 😭

And I absolutely love me a man with an unsettling vibe want to pet him like a stray cat 🏃🏻‍♂️ besides whenever someone does show them any kind of mercy they turn into the biggest sweethearts

Oh my god the image of the whole entire scene just flashes past my eyes and it’s the cutest image ever 😭 when they get really close Scott will poke at his fangs suprised at the fact that they aren’t as sharp as he thought they were and now he sees wren as a baby shark

GIVE HIM A CHANCE LOGAN HES JUST A BABY SHARK THE SWEETEST OF THEM ALLbut also thinking about Logan giving him a silly nickname for his smile like shark tooth or something 😭

ALSO PLS NO ANGST it’s too early for little heart to process that😭