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I LOVE U SO BADDDDD đđđ¤đ¤đ¤đ¤ thank u so much for reading bae!!!!
eek iâm so glad that u found yj cute and awkward in an endearing way hehe thatâs exactly what i was going for! writing men that are lowkey losers and kinda pathetic is everythinggg like thatâs my bread and butter⌠writing yeonjun this way specifically was super fun, especially cause he really is clumsy and silly irl and i love bringing out that side of him for a fic đ
the soobin yeonjun roommate dynamic was sooo based on me and my roommate from my first year of college tbh LMAOO so writing that came easily. hehe yup while theyâre a little quiet around each other, theyâre still comfortable and, as u mentioned in the scene where soobin makes sure yeonjunâs okay, caring for the other
ackkk i loved writing that scene w taehyun lol!! it was so short but revealing towards yeonjunâs character. he cares about his responsibilities, but he doesnât always have his priorities straight and is prone to making impulsive or poor decisions lol. this is seen again when he carries his phone with him while doing his spidey activities, or leaving the lab instead of cleaning up the mess from the failed experiment... etc lmfao. i loved breathing life into his character, he was just so real and entertaining to write
hehe the party scene is one of my faves of the whole fic. i loved writing their dialogue and developing their relationship. esp when kai came in lol, im glad u liked that scene too đ
aghhh that whole scene where jjun talks to gyu was so difficult to get the way i wanted!! but it came out decent after like⌠three total revisions LOL but yes yeonjunâs disappointment was so palpable, poor boy âšď¸
MUAHAHA the apoptosis line was one of the only things i didnât have to look up to make sure i wasnât totally wrong⌠thank you neuroscience! hated that class but was good for this one sentence in this one fic<3
glad u liked that ending line cause i thought of it like midway thru writing this fic and had to write around it to make sure it fit LMAO. i never write in scene order but tbh i think that actually helps me a lot in terms of foreshadowing!
anyway iâm geeking out rn thank u friendddd hehe this was a joy to read đ so flattered that u like my writing style eek!!! also iâm so happy to hear the fic feels seamless cause i def tried super hard to make sure each scene felt like it had its place, that the transitions were smooth enough, and that it had a steady flow !! sending u kisses rn ily hehe tysm again đđđđ
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summary: Yeonjunâs got a lot on his plate. Not only does he have to worry about being a star student, but he also has to be the cityâs web-slinging hero. And a lab intern. And a semi-decent roommate. And a little bit in love with you.
pairings: yeonjun x fem!reader
word count: 18.9k
tags: fluff, smut (mdni), some angst, spiderman!yeonjun, his webs shoot from his actual wrists like tobey maguireâs spiderman, college au, yeonjun is a cute awkward charming nerd, inaccurate science stuff sorry, blood, physical violence, lots of spidey shenanigans, campy weird action scene teehee, small arguments
smut tags: making out, heavy petting, webs as cuffs LOLLL, thigh riding, edging, fingering, praise, unprotected sex, cum eating, oral (f rec.), yeonjun is so playful and such a tease
notes: omg sheâs finally here!!! i am so excited to get this out to u guys hehe<3 tysm for all the love on the teaser, i hope spideyjjun steals ur heart. enjoy the fic !!!
Saving the city can suck sometimes. Homework sucks significantly more. If Yeonjun had the option to zip through the city chasing some bad guys instead of sitting here trying to finish his calculus assignment, heâd be flying out his window in a heartbeat. Unfortunately, responsibility is a virtue, and Yeonjun cannot swing through the city for no good reason.
The one good thing about this tedious, awful calculus homework is that if itâs hard enough, he always gets a text from you. His body springs to life when he hears his phone buzz, rushing to pick it up and check the notification.
[you] have u done the calc homework
[you] how do you solve #4 :(
Do most of your conversations revolve around your shared class? Yes. Does Yeonjun ever get tired of teaching you the concepts? No, never. In fact, he stretches out his explanations as long as possible to keep you talking to him longer. Yeonjun never knew before that math talk could make his heart flutter.
âSo, does that make sense?â he asks after a long-winded explanation. Heâs almost out of breath after spewing out so much math jargon, but being on a call with you for ten minutes has similarly breathtaking effects.
âYeah. Thanks, Yeonjun.â He bites back a giggle upon hearing your words. âYou should seriously be teaching this class,â you say with a laugh.
âOh, no, I wouldnâtâI mean, IâmâIâm more of a science guy,â he stammers out, lips tightening into a thin line at the embarrassment of stumbling over his own sentence. âOur professorâs pretty cool, too,â he adds as if that saves him at all.
âIs he? Maybe I should start going to his office hours,â you muse.
Oh. Well in that case, your professor sucks. Yeonjun canât have you stop coming to him for math help; youâd never talk to him at all if it came to that!
âHeâs not that cool,â Yeonjun says. You laugh, and he huffs out a short chuckle too.
âNoted. Iâm gonna go now, but thanks for helping me. Youâre the best.â Your praise goes straight to Yeonjunâs head, making him feel like the greatest man to ever live. He doesnât even feel this accomplished after going out on his little spidey-missions.
Heâs a beat too late to say goodbye or good night to you, the call already hanging up as he opens his mouth to speak. He melts into a puddle over his desk, sighing out as he plays back his conversation with you in his head. He thinks you have the prettiest voice heâs ever heard. Youâre so smart, too. He never has to over exert himself to get you to understand, though he would happily do that for you.
He jolts up as his roommate walks into his dorm. Yeonjun glances at him quickly as he straightens out his posture, picking his pencil back up and returning to his homework.
âHey,â his roommate, Soobin, greets quietly. Yeonjun didnât know Soobin prior to this semester, but heâs been pretty nice. Heâs very quiet, but very respectful of Yeonjunâs space. Itâs much appreciated, considering Yeonjunâs hiding a few of his red and blue spandex suits in his closet.
âHey. How was your day?â Yeonjun asks, only half-interested in the conversation.
He watches Soobin shrug from his peripheral as he slides off his shoes. âNormal,â he answers.
Yeonjun nods. âCool.â The conversation kind of dies after that, which is fine. Soobin isnât the most extroverted person, and Yeonjun doesnât push him to talk more than heâs willing to. He sometimes forgets he even has a roommate with how quiet it gets in the room.
Yeonjun regains his focus a minute into the silence. His eyes widen when he realizes that thereâs now a doodle of your face on his calculus homeworkâwhen did that get there..? His face heats up as he grabs an eraser from his deskâs drawer. Thank god he didnât do this assignment in pen.
ââââ ââââ ââââ ââââ ââââ
Yeonjunâs not really paying attention to the professor, finding more interest in taking quick glances at you. Youâre wearing a different bracelet today. Itâs really prettyâmaybe he should compliment you on it. Is it weird to lean in and tell you that? Are you close enough where he can compliment you without looking weird and creepy?
He rests his head in his hand and starts doodling in his notebook, mindlessly scribbling on the page while he waits for the lecture to end. He thinks of quick conversational things to say, something to discuss in a few minutes when itâs time to pack your bags and leave. Interesting class, right? Who wouldâve thoughtâYeonjun looks up at the projector to see the professorâs notesâthe shell method⌠would be so cool⌠Maybe he shouldnât say that, actually.
Heâs honestly better off not trying to strike up a conversation with you at all; the chances of it leading to total and utter embarrassment lean greatly towards one hundred percent. He just wishes he had a little more spine, or that he was naturally a little cooler. The only interesting thing about him is something he canât even talk to you about, or with anyone at all.
Yeonjun barely registers it when the professor dismisses class. He steals one last glance toward you, lips parting like he finally built up the courage to speak, but the words build up in his throat and die on his tongue. He seals his lips and focuses his gaze back on his own things, closing his notebook and shoving it in his bag. Itâs not worth it. He decides heâll just keep his mouth shut.
âHey Yeonjun?â
Yeonjun almost jumps out of his seat, and he has to fight away his nerves as he turns to you. Youâre packing your things back into your bag, not even looking at him. A part of him thinks he might be hearing things until your eyes meet his, waiting for an answer.
âYeah?â he responds, voice coming out strained. He clears his throat.
âWeâre friends, right?â you ask. He blinks, feeling like this is some kind of trick. He analyzes your face, making sure thereâs nothing snide or teasing hidden in your question. You look honest enough, which puts him at ease.
âYeah, for sure.â
âI hope thatâs not sarcasm,â you say, getting up from your seat and adjusting your bag over your shoulders.
âItâs not! Really, weâre friends,â he reassures. You walk past him and he follows, leaving the classroom and entering the busy hallway.
âWell, good. I wanted you to go with me somewhere.â Your statement is wildly cryptic, and it leaves Yeonjunâs mind whirling with the possibilities of what you might offer.
âRight now?â he asks. âI-I have classâŚâ As much as he likes you, he really canât risk dropping his grade due to missed attendance.
You laugh, âNo, tonight. Thereâs this party, and Iââyou keep talking, but Yeonjun barely registers it. Heâs never partied in college before. What would he even do at a party? He canât handle his drinks well, and heâs not sure how well heâd blend into that kind of environment. Heâs scared heâd make a fool of himself.
As you leave the academic building, you turn to Yeonjun, raising a brow in question. You must have asked him for his confirmation. Yeonjun forces his brain to rack up a response.
âCould you text me the details..?â Yeonjun asks. You relax a little at his words, nodding happily. You pull out your phone, ready to text him now. Yeonjun feels his heart pounding. He catches sight of the time on your phone, noticing heâs only got five minutes until his next class. The hall heâs supposed to be in is at least a three minute walk from here.
âThere,â you say, awarding Yeonjun with a grin so bright that being late to class might just be worth it. âI really hope to see you there.â You tilt your head a little, and Yeonjun feels starstruck.
âYou will,â he promises mindlessly.
ââââ ââââ ââââ ââââ ââââ
Yeonjun feared he mightâve been in trouble when his professor asked him to stay after class. Turns out, itâs something much worse.
âYeonjun, do you think you could help in the lab later today?â
Yeonjun doesnât think much before he nods. âYeah, of course, how much later?â
âAround 6 this evening,â his professor answers. Yeonjunâs heart drops. That would be perfectly fine any other day, but he promised to go out with you today. Of course the party would start at the same time Yeonjunâs professor wants him to stop by the lab.
âIâm not sure I have the time,â Yeonjun says quickly, suddenly fidgety and feeling antsy to leave the room. âIâve got this⌠thing to do.â His professor doesnât look too convinced. Yeonjun wants to facepalm himself. Yeah, great excuse.
The professor sighs, but Yeonjun starts up again before his professor can say anything. âI can come in earlier! Iâm free right now, so I could just go over after this.â
âThe cells weâre working with need a full 24 hours in culture for the sake of our research. Are you sure you canât push your plans forward? Or back?â he asks.
Yeonjunâs stomach twists with guilt. He knows he shouldnât let his professor down. Yeonjunâs kind of counting on him to write his recommendation letter for a graduate program, too.
âIâll push the plans back,â Yeonjun says, giving in. He hopes the dejection isnât too evident in his voice. His professor smiles and pats Yeonjunâs shoulder in thanks. He half-listens as his professor gives him the usual rundown of what to do during and after the process, nodding along and holding back the frown that tries to tug at his lips.
When Yeonjun finally leaves the building, he lets out the heaviest sigh of his life. His shoulders sag, and he feels like he might be the unluckiest person in the world. You finally give him attention outside of just asking for homework help, and the universe just had to intervene. This is laughable. Itâs also stupid. Annoying. Frustrating.
Thereâs a pout etched onto Yeonjunâs face as he walks back to his dorm. Heâs got a couple hours until he needs to go to the lab, so maybe he can take a nap or tidy up his room a little. His head hangs low, gaze transfixed on the sidewalk, kicking along a small pebble that keeps him company on the way.
He only picks his head back up as he walks past a certain field of grass, one he often finds you sitting in. Sometimes youâre on your laptop, sometimes youâre taking notes in a textbook, but most of the time youâre just lounging and doing nothing. Itâs almost inspiring. Yeonjun would probably benefit from relaxing and decompressing more.
Youâre there, sitting cross-legged on the grass, peaceful and silent. You look up suddenly, making eye contact with Yeonjun. His face flushes, but before he can turn his head in embarrassment, you raise your hand and wave. Yeonjun almost stops in his tracks. Youâre waving at him, acknowledging his existence yet again.
He smiles and waves back, failing to tame his heartbeat as he takes the sight of you in. Heâs forced to look away when he nearly stumbles over the pebble heâs been kicking aroundââOh, shit!â he utters, quietly enough to not draw attention to himself.
He glances back at you casually, making sure you didnât witness him tripping. Fortunately, youâre on your phone, no longer paying him any mind.
Back at his dorm, Yeonjun stands by his closet, contemplating what exactly to wear tonight. He also has to make sure his outfit is lab-friendly, so the loose sweater heâd been eyeing is a no-go. He sighs, looking at himself in the mirror. Maybe the t-shirt and jeans heâs wearing now will suffice.
Time passes slowly, slow enough for Yeonjun to clean his half of the room, make himself a small meal in the communal kitchen, and even read a chapter ahead in his calculus textbook. He almost feels relieved when his alarm sets off to go to the lab, eager to get his work over with.
Heâs determined to get this done quickly enough to still see you tonight. The thought of letting you down the one time you ask him to hang out is almost painful. He imagines the frown youâd wear next time he sits next to you in class. He canât let that happen; he has to make sure he gets to you.
He throws on his lab coat and adjusts the goggles to fit onto his face. He sighs as he grabs containers of various chemical compounds from the cabinet, leaving them on the counter as he fetches the other materials he needs. With everything set out in front of him, he grabs the petri dish of cells and glances at the procedural note his professor left.
Yeonjunâs done this enough times to get into the swing of things, so heâs not too concerned with double checking his every move. His bigger priority is getting this done as fast as possible so that he can get to you. Lab work is never particularly fun or interesting, so he passes the time thinking about you.
The smell of the chemicals burns Yeonjunâs nose a little, and he wonders for a second if heâd been zoning out too much. He picks up the procedural note and glances over the measurements again, making sure heâs been adding the right amounts of everything. If he does something wrong and messes with the cell culture, he risks not being allowed back in the lab. He should probably slow down a bit, even if it means making you wait longer.
Heâs more careful throughout the rest of the process, pushing back the worries that he mightâve messed something up. He continues to reassure himself that everythingâs okay as he finishes up his work, placing the lid back on the petri dish and storing it away. He writes the date and time on a piece of tape that he sticks onto the lid, then finally lets his body relax as he steps back.
He cracks his knuckles to alleviate the stiffness that had been building there and rolls his shoulders back, groaning at the soreness of his muscles. All the fine motor movements from working in a lab does a number on his arms and fingers.
He hears a rattle, and he turns quickly to make sure he didnât knock anything over in his haste. His eyes scan the room, but nothing looks amiss. He shakes the feeling and sheds himself of his lab gear, eager to head to you at the party already.
Itâs been over an hour, and the thought of you waiting so long for Yeonjunâs arrival strikes guilt inside his chest. He opens his phone to find the path he needs to walk to get to the house the partyâs being held in, eyes bugging out when he sees that itâs a twenty minute walk from the lab. Shit, by then youâll have been waiting an hour and a half for him to show up!
He groans, trying to think if thereâs a better way to get to you. The buses around campus donât stop at the street he needs to get to, and itâs not like he has one of those electric bicycles or scooters that everyone seems to love. He wonders now if it might be a worthy investment. He pouts and throws his head back, totally drained from everything happening today. His eyes land on the tops of the academic buildings and the tall trees overhead. Maybe there is another way to get there after all.
No, he shouldnât. That would be way too reckless. Heâs already gone through the whole power and responsibility spiel, and heâs not in the mood to get himself in trouble for acting rashly. But if no one seesâŚ
He turns his head and scans for people in each direction. No oneâs around. No one would know, and he really needs to get to the party before he makes himself look like an asshole. He checks for anyone one last time, then aims his wrist towards the sky.
âYeonjun! Whatâs up!â
Yeonjun startles and brings his arm back to his side hastily. He whips around to see whoâs talking to him and lets out a breath when he sees his friend who had just exited the lab building. âTaehyun, hey man,â he says, ignoring the anxious pounding of his heart. That was way too close. Lesson learned.
âDidnât catch you at the physics meet last week. Everything alright?â Taehyun asks. Yeonjun really hopes this conversation doesnât take too long. The last thing he needs is another ten minutes piled on top of how late he already is.
âIâm good, I was justââcontrolling a fire set by some idiot arsonist, then trapping said arsonist with his webs until the cops arrivedââuh, kind of sick.â
Taehyun hums and nods. âWell, we missed you bro, hope youâre feeling better. Iâll see you around!â Yeonjun waves and returns the smile his friend gives him, then walks as fast as he can to the location you sent him. He manages to get there in fifteen minutes instead of twenty, only at the expense of heavy breathing like he just finished a marathon.
When he gets to the entrance, thereâs two men Yeonjun has never seen in his life guarding the door. He almost scoffs. What is this, some kind of nightclub?
âYou got the money?â one of the guys ask.
âWhat?â Yeonjun scrunches his brows and leans his head forward a little, thinking he might have misheard him.
âNo money, no entrance,â the other man says.
âDude, come on!â Yeonjun whines.
âHouse rules. Stop wasting our time and get out of line.â
âNo, no, IâllââYeonjun sighs, reaching into the back pocket of his pants to fetch out his wallet. âHow much?â he asks. The men tell him, and he bites back the complaints that almost push past his lips. Yeonjun slaps the bills into the guyâs open palm. They finally open the door for him, and Yeonjun steps inside.
Heâs taken aback by how many people are cramped into this place. The house is pretty big, but thereâs at least a hundred people mingling around, which makes space tight. He squeezes past the crowd with muttered apologies, but no one seems to pay him any mind. He scans every room for you, but itâs a little hard to do it efficiently when thereâs so many faces to check. A part of him fears you mightâve left already.
He pulls out his phone, ready to text you and ask, before he feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns at the action and smiles when heâs met with your pretty face. âHey, you!â you exclaim. âI thought you bailed on me.â Thereâs no real bite to your words, but it still makes Yeonjun frown.
âIâm sorry. I had to do this lab thing, andââ
âItâs alright, donât explain. Youâre here now!â you say. âDid you have anything to drink?â
Yeonjun shakes his head. âI donât drink much.â
âMe either,â you say. You look out the window, then grab onto Yeonjunâs hand. His brain short-circuits, and he has to stop his eyes from going all dumb and wide. âItâs kinda stuffy in here. Letâs go outside.â
Yeonjun puts up no fight as you lead him out the back door, walking out into the yard. Thereâs almost as many people out here as there are inside, but the lack of walls means thereâs more space to move. Itâs much more breathable.
He takes quick glances at your face, trying to decipher what youâre staring so hard at. Your gaze is fixed on a small group of people just sitting and laughing. All the guys have girls in their laps, and a few girls stand around them, sipping their drinks. They all look happy. And drunk.
âDid you want to join them?â Yeonjun asks. He doesnât know any of those people, but heâll go if thatâs what youâd like. Itâs not like thereâs much else to do when youâre not drinking or dancing.
The LED lights that line the house reflect in your eyes, making them dazzle extra bright. Your eyes dart to the group one last time before you shake your head. âNah. Letâs just sit down and talk.â Yeonjun gladly obliges.
You find an empty spot to sit at, looking up at Yeonjun after you situate yourself. He laughs a little, âYou really like sitting on the grass, huh?â
You smile at him and pat the ground next to you. âDonât act like youâre too good to connect with nature.â
âItâs more about getting grass stains on my pants,â Yeonjun says, but sits beside you anyways.
You turn your head to him, and something about seeing your face this close makes it hard for him to keep eye contact. Itâs quiet for a few seconds before you speak up, âSo how come you said yes to the party?â
Something about your question strikes fear inside Yeonjun. Did you find him out? Do you know he likes you? Maybe this is some kind of humiliation ritual youâve set him up for.
âCause you asked,â he answers, voice a little meek as he fidgets with his hands in his lap.
âAnd if it was someone else who asked?â
Yeonjun thinks for a second, but he canât come to an answer. âI donât know. Like who?â
You hum and look into the crowd of people. Your head turns back to him after a couple seconds. âLike Yerim,â you say.
Yeonjun laughs as if the scenario is ridiculous, mostly because it is. Yerim would never even give him the time of day. Sheâs notorious for being cold to anyone who she isnât interested in. Somehow, that seems to attract a bunch of guys to her. Not Yeonjun, though.
âNo chance Iâd go,â he says.
âSo what makes me different?â you ask.
A lot of things. Youâre nice, and youâre smart, and youâre down to earth, and youâre a beacon of warmth. Everything makes you different.
âCause weâre friends,â he says instead. He wants to punch himself after the words leave him. This was his chance to flirt with you, yet he couldnât even muster up the courage to give you a single compliment.
You nod. âIâm just asking cause⌠well, I guess Iâm just surprised you agreed to come.â Your eyes meet his, warm and kind. âThank you for that, by the way.â
Yeonjunâs stomach does flips when you look at him like that. âYouâre welcome.â It goes quiet for a moment, so he continues, âI think this was worth handing over the last of my cash for.â
You burst out laughing. âThey made you pay?! Why didnât you just say youâre here with me?â
âIâll keep that in mind for next time,â he says. He bites his tongue after the words leave him. Who is he to assume there will be a next time? He hopes you donât call him out on it.
âWe should just go somewhere else next time. Thereâs a lot of places downtown that I want to visit,â you suggest, bumping his shoulder with yours. Yeonjun almost explodes.
âWe should do that then,â he agrees. Heâs not sure what suddenly drew you to him as more than some kind of tutor, but he thanks the universe for bestowing him with all this luck.
âThereâs that bakery that opened a couple months ago,â you mention.
Yeonjun lights up. âOh my god, Iâve been wanting to go there too!â
You squeal in excitement and clasp your hands together. âLetâs do that next. Tell me youâre free on Sunday,â you say.
âI donât know, things come up last-minute sometimes. Iâll let you know.â Itâs hard to make plans when heâs basically living a double life. Then again, he did agree to going out with you tonight on a whim. Heâs not very consistent with his rules. He pushes the thought back.
Your eyes land back on the group of people hanging out and laughing. Yeonjun frowns, and he wonders if heâs not entertaining you enough. He doesnât want to keep you from having fun.
âWhy do you keep looking at them?â he asks, curious and soft. He hopes heâs not prying.
âTheyâre just some friends,â you answer.
âOh. Why donât we go say hi, then?â he offers.
You pull your lips into a tight line. âIâd rather not.â
âThatâs alright,â Yeonjun says. You give a small smile in appreciation.
âWhat about you?â you ask. He tilts his head, not knowing what you mean. You continue, âWhoâs in your friend group?â
Yeonjun laughs awkwardly and shrugs. âI mostly hang out with the physics honor society,â he admits.
âThatâs cool. You must have a good bond.â
âWe do,â he says. âHowâd you meet your friends?â
You smile at him, and something in your face tells Yeonjun that itâs a complicated story. You sigh dramatically and lean back a little, âI met them at parties. Does that surprise you?â
Yeonjunâs not sure if thatâs a rhetorical question. âNo. Youâre friendly. I can see why people come to you,â he answers.
âThanks,â you say, voice a little quieter.
âAre you friends with your roommate?â he asks.
âI donât have one. I live in a single dorm.â
Lucky. If Yeonjun had the extra money to spare, heâd be dorming alone too. It would definitely make heading out as Spider-man easier; heâd just be able to change in his room and jump out his window. Assuming no one is around to see, that is.
âThat must be nice,â he says.
You shrug. âItâs alright. What about you? You got a roommate?â
âYeah. WeâreâŚâ Yeonjun struggles to find a word to describe his relationship with Soobin. Theyâre not exactly friends, but theyâre peaceful with each other.
You laugh and finish the sentence for him, âRoommates and nothing more.â Thereâs a lilt to your voice when you say that, and you wiggle your eyebrows like thatâs supposed to suggest something.
âIgnoring your insinuations, yeah, pretty much.â
âIâm just kidding,â you say. Heâll let you make jokes at his expense all you want, it doesnât bother him. Especially not when it means he gets to see you all giggly and happy. He thinks that you look the prettiest like this. Yeonjun would stare at you smiling up at him forever if he could.
The sound of a guy calling your name pulls Yeonjun from his stupor. He blinks at the man standing before the two of you, then looks at you with scrunched brows as if to ask who is that?
His unspoken question is answered the next second. âHey, Kai,â you say. When Yeonjun gets a better look, he realizes that this is one of the dudes in the group you kept looking over at.
âWhoâs this guy?â Kai asks, jutting his chin toward him.
âIâm Yeonjun.â He goes to hold out his hand for Kai to shake, but quickly puts it back down upon realizing that might be weird.
âOh, Yeonjun from calculus. I know you,â he says.
âI didnât know youâre in that class too,â Yeonjun muses.
Kai laughs, âIâm not. Y/n just talks about you.â
Yeonjun nearly melts. You talk about him. This is the best day of his life.
âAnyway,â Kai continues, looking at you again. âI need a couple more people on my beer pong team. You guys down?â
Yeonjun turns to you to gauge your reaction. He canât really tell what you're feeling, not even when you face him as you contemplate your answer. Yeonjun shrugs, as if to tell you that heâs down for whatever you want to do.
âI think Iâm good,â you say.
âAh, alright, you bummer,â Kai jokes, stepping back and sending you a bright smile. âContinue your convo with the calc lord, I insist.â Heâs gone after that, jogging off to the rest of his friends, setting up the game.
âCalc lord?â Yeonjun repeats, amused.
Your laugh is accompanied by a roll of your eyes. âHe means it nicely, I swear.â
âWell, depending on how well he does in this game, I might start calling him beer pong lord,â Yeonjun says. You push at his shoulder as your laughter continues.
Yeonjun already knew he likes you a lot, but as the night goes on, he finds out that youâre even better than he thought. Conversation unfolds easily with you, even if Yeonjunâs answers are dorky and awkward at times. He feels exactly how he thinks you look when you sit in the grass alone: content and peaceful.
Heâs not sure how many minutes or hours have passed when you ask him to walk you back to your dorm. All he knows is that tonight could have stretched into infinity, and that wouldâve been fine. He follows you into the building, then into your room. Heâs not sure why. It just feels right.
âThanks for bringing me back,â you say. Yeonjun smiles and nods. He leans against the wall and stares out the window. You live on the top floor of your building, so the viewâs pretty different from Yeonjunâs second story view. This would be a fun room to swing out of.
âDo you need anything else?â Yeonjun asks. A smile slowly takes over your face, and you cross the room to stand in front of him. You blink up at him, and something about it feels flirty. If he wasnât biting his tongue so hard, his thoughts would have slipped right past his lips: you look cute.
You break the short moment of silence with a giggle. âJust for you to promise me weâll hang out again,â you say, voice barely over a whisper.
Yeonjun has to remind himself to breathe and be normal. âI promise,â he says. He even holds out his pinky to seal the deal. You curl your pinky around his, accepting the playful gesture.
âDid you want to stay?â you ask. You look out the window, then back at him. âIâm okay with sharing my bed.â
That definitely flusters Yeonjun. âOh, no, IâmâI was gonna just walk back to my dorm or something. Or take a bus. I donât know. Thank you, though.â
You laugh. Hopefully not at his sputtering and rambling, but Yeonjun has a feeling that might be why. âAlright, then. Good night, Yeonjun.â
Your soft voice has Yeonjun wanting to backpedal and say heâll stay the night, but he swallows down the words. He smiles at you as he backs away toward your door. âGood night,â he says, standing in your doorway.
âYeonjun,â you call, stopping him before he could leave. He turns, waiting for your words. Heâs surprised to see that you look a little shy. âIâm really happy I asked you to come with me. Tonight was fun.â
Butterflies erupt in Yeonjunâs stomach, and he feels like he could float from how giddy he is. âIâm happy too,â he says.
He steps out into the hall, thoughts lingering on how overwhelmingly good his time with you was. His mind is clouded with rosy memories of his night with you, and he finds himself repressing the urge to twirl around and jump for joy. Heâll probably be skipping all the way home, imagining all the possibilities of what could come next between you.
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Itâs Sunday, and Yeonjun knows exactly why youâre calling. He stares at his phone, then back at the man in front of him tangled up in webs. Yeonjun shoots another web over the guyâs mouth.
âSorry, gotta take this,â he says. âStay right here.â He slings himself onto a branch of a tall tree nearby, just to make sure no one can listen in as he accepts your call.
âHey Yeonjun!â Your voice is so cheerful that it makes Yeonjun giggle. He even swings his feet in the air as he sits on the branch.
âHi Y/n,â he greets, hoping his voice isnât too muffled through the mask of his suit.
âDid those last-minute plans end up showing, or are you down to try out that bakery?â you ask. Yeonjun frowns, hating to let you down when you sound so happy.
âIâm really busy today, Iâm sorry,â he says, shoulders sagging from how awful he feels. Heâs got a whole lab procedure to write once heâs done sorting out the crime scenes of today.
âNo worries, maybe we can go after class sometime.â
He frowns. âI wish I could, but I got another class right after ours. Let me check my schedule, I might be able toââ
âAre those sirens?â you interrupt, and Yeonjun looks out to the street. Heâs grown so accustomed to the sound of those things that it didnât even register. âWhere are you?â you ask.
âIâm⌠uh,â Yeonjun stammers, focusing on the cops getting out of the car and making their way towards the criminal.
He tunes into the copsâ conversation. âLooks like Spider-shitâs been here already,â one of them comments in a gruff voice.
The other cop huffs out a laugh. âHeâs always meddling in with petty crimes. What do you think this guy did?â
âJaywalking?â The cops chuckle.
âNot like he can explain with that over his mouth.â He points to the web Yeonjun placed on the man a minute ago.
Yeonjun scowls. Heâs not sure why the cops hold so much scorn for him, but if theyâd like to know, then the petty crime that Spider-shit helped stop was an armed robbery. If these guys were a little better at their jobs, he wouldnât have to meddle in all the time.
âHello?â you ask, and Yeonjun reels his attention back to his conversation with you.
âSorry,â he says. âIâm just coming back from the store. Crazy stuff going on today.â
âOh. Well, stay safe,â you say.
âThanks, I will.â He sees the cops looking around, probably trying to spot him, so he flattens his back against the tree and tries to talk a little quieter. âIâll see you in class, I gotta go.â
âSee you!â
Yeonjun sighs once the call ends. His suit doesnât even have pockets, he just carried his phone with him today in case you contacted him. Stupid? Mildly. Inconvenient? Very. He had one less hand to work with when dealing with todayâs crime culprits. To hear your voice, though? Worth it. He smiles like an idiot as he swings over to the next nearest building, making his way back to his dorm.
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Yeonjunâs professor accompanies him to the lab today, overseeing the procedures for the day. The feeling of his professor watching over his shoulder is more nerve-wracking than any day spent fighting crime on the streets. Heâs usually careful with his work in the lab, but heâs extra, extra careful on these days.
He pauses when he retrieves the petri dish of cells. He briefly considers the possibility that heâs crazy and just seeing things, but Yeonjunâs pretty sure that the clump of cells just moved. Like, uncanny movement. He holds his breath.
He stares at the clump, trying to make sense of what heâs seeing. It doesnât jerk around anymore, so maybe it was just his imagination. Fear still creeps up his neck at the idea of the research going wrong. He remembers feeling like he messed up at some point last time he was here, and the realization is making his skin grow clammy.
âWhat is it?â his professor asks, taking a step closer to Yeonjun.
âNothing, I was just thinking,â he quickly responds, keeping his voice calm and steady. He brings the petri dish to the table and does his best to forget what he saw earlier. Yeonjun fears how his professor would react if he told him something unprecedented might be occurring. It happened so quickly that he canât even tell if his mind was just playing tricks on him. Maybe heâs just extra nervous today.
He wipes the sweat off his palms onto his lab coat, bringing the necessary materials to the table to continue the research. His professor reads off the instructions slowly, and Yeonjun pretends he doesnât feel his stomach twisting as he works with the cells.
He tries to calm down as he walks back to his dorm, but thereâs a permanent chill shooting down his spine. Thereâs no way the clump should have moved like thatâit shouldnât show any observable motion at all, not without some kind of electrical stimulation.
Maybe he just jerked the dish too harshly. He was pretty nervous, so it would make sense. He must have been shaking and just didnât realize. That would explain it. That would put Yeonjun at ease.
He can try to convince himself that everythingâs fine, but he canât stop the anxious thrum of his heart. Apparently the fear reads on his face, too, because Soobinâs quick to notice it when Yeonjun enters the dorm.
âAre you okay?â Soobin asks. Yeonjunâs not sure what must have given himself away. He pays more attention to breathing slowly and talking casually.
âIâm good,â he answers. He doesnât expect Soobin to push the subject considering how quiet he always is, but Soobinâs gaze isnât leaving Yeonjun. He must be really concerned.
âDid something happen?â Soobin asks. Yeonjun sinks into his desk chair, covering his face with his hands as he groans. âSorry,â his roommate apologizes, turning away from Yeonjun to look at his laptop instead.
âNo, youâre good, itâs justâŚâ Yeonjun sighs. He might as well get this off his chest. âSome lab thing.â
Soobin nods, not asking any further. Now that Yeonjunâs started though, he doesnât feel like stopping.
âI think I mightâve fucked up,â Yeonjun admits.
âHow?â Soobinâs playing some video game on his laptop as he talks, which actually puts Yeonjun at ease. It feels less pressing, less like an interrogation or a confession and more like a normal conversation.
âThe cells Iâm working with are being weird. I donât know. I donât even know if I saw it right. I just feel crazy now.â Yeonjun rubs his palms against his eyes in frustration and exhaustion, soothing the headache heâs got building up.
Soobin hums. The little shooting sounds and animated voices coming from Soobinâs game fill the room until Soobin speaks again, âDid anyone else see?â
âNo. My professor was there, but he didnât notice.â
Soobin shrugs. âYouâre probably fine then.â
Honestly, Soobinâs nonchalance to the situation eases Yeonjunâs worries a lot. He knows he can get in his head sometimes, especially when it comes to doing everything right, so to hear heâll be fine lifts a weight from his shoulders.
âYeah, probably,â he agrees. He basks in comfortable silence for a minute now that his heart isnât beating so hard.
âBy the way, have you bought more laundry detergent yet?â Soobin asks.
Ah, shit. âTomorrow, I promise.â
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Being Spider-man is tasking, but itâs usually pretty cool. Not everyone gets to zip around the city and restore peace in peopleâs neighborhoods. Not everyone, however, has to worry about getting stabbed by a criminal in the middle of the night.
Yeonjun always stays until the cops arrive. It almost feels essential, just to make sure justice gets served. This time, he canât.
He has to stop himself from groaning too loud when he feels the knife pull out from his side. The man in front of Yeonjun is already stuck to the side of a building, held there with a thick layer of web, so there has to be someone else. He turns around to look at the perpetrator, but the world moves a lot slower than normal.
Yeonjun blinks hard, focusing on breathing and staying conscious. The coward who stabbed him is wearing a ski mask, and heâs running away quickly. Yeonjun canât let him leave. He moves forward and ignores the searing pain that sets his body alight. He straightens out his shaky arm and aims his wrist at the man, but the web that shoots out is just as weak as Yeonjun is.
Frustrated, Yeonjun growls and forces himself to move faster. It burns, heâs never felt any kind of pain like this, but he canât let this man walk free. He canât let this man stab another innocent person. Even with his staggered pace, limping as he tries his best to catch up to the man, he advances quickly.
He breathes hard and holds the air in his lungs as he aims again at the man, brows furrowed with angry determination beneath his mask. He lets out a loud grunt as he shoots his web out, and finally, it lands. The criminal falls as the web captures his ankle, keeping his leg stuck to the ground.
Yeonjun huffs as he traverses the rest of the way toward the man, nothing but fury in his veins as he shoots another web out. This oneâs bigger, covering the manâs back and securing him to the pavement. He picks up his head and looks at Yeonjun with fear in his eyes, but he doesnât care. He canât. All he feels is pain and anger and pain and pain and so much fucking pain.
Yeonjunâs not the vengeful type, but getting stabbed really tests a personâs limits. He shoots more webs over the guy, making sure he wonât be able to move a muscle until the cops arrive.
Yeonjun doesnât waste his breath making snide comments, though he does have a few choice words for him. He takes off the manâs ski mask and resists the urge to deck his face. Heâs got fear etched into his expression, but Yeonjun finds it hard to feel sorry for him. The man starts begging for his life, and Yeonjun scoffs. Of course heâs not going to kill this manâno matter what, he doesnât end peopleâs lives. A cityâs hero shouldnât get to decide who lives and dies.
Yeonjun stumbles away after finding a passerby to call the police. Now that the adrenalineâs gone, Yeonjun feels less mad and more scared. Heâs really bleeding now; his hand comes up soaked when it presses against the wound. What the hell does he do? He canât die like this.
He canât go to the hospital with a stab wound. Thereâs no way for him to make up some alibi that wouldnât just trace Spider-manâs identity back to him. He hisses through gritted teeth as he frantically scans his surroundings, looking for somewhere to go. The only thing thatâs coming to mind is you, and itâs aggravating. He could be dying right now, and all his useless mind can do is think of you. Maybe itâs all the blood loss, and heâs just getting delirious, or maybe itâs a sign. Itâs not like he has many good options right now.
Thereâs not enough time to think about it. He zips through the city and back onto campus as fast as he can, ignoring the splitting pain in his side that shoots up his body every time he moves. Itâs getting harder to breathe, suddenly feeling suffocated by his mask, but he has to hold on. Heâs not far away now.
He remembers the view from your window. He remembers exactly which room to shoot himself up to. He adheres himself to the wall outside your room and pulls his mask off, leaning his forehead onto the cold glass of your window with a sigh of relief. He catches his breath and knocks with a shaky fist. Heâs really sorry for having to wake you up at this hour, but he has a feeling youâll understand.
He doesnât wait long. You're trudging out of bed and making your way toward the window, tired eyes blinking slowly. You look really cute. Everything is spinning around him, but he focuses on you. Youâre still groggy and out of it until you meet Yeonjunâs eyes through the glass. As soon as you see him, itâs like you wake up immediately.
He watches your jaw drop, your frantic hands racing to open your window. His vision is nearly blacking out, and he tries to blink away the dizzy feeling in his head the best he can.
âYeonjun?!â you squeak as he drags himself through your window and into your room. He canât even hold himself up anymore, weak body collapsing to the floor. He groans and leans against the wall, clutching his side. He ignores the sickening feeling of blood dampening his hand, sticky and warm against his palm and between his digits.
You pick him up by the underarms, grunting as you heave him toward your bed. He notices how shaky your arms are, and he tries his best to pick up his own weight, even if it hurts like hell. Heâs burdening you enough as is coming here so late.
âIâm sorry, I didnât know who else to go to,â he says, catching his breath as you guide him to lay on your bed. Heâs half-aware of how bloody and dirty he is, but you seem fully ready to let him stain your sheets. Concern and confusion fill your wide eyes, and Yeonjun can hear every word that you donât say.
Luckily, you save the unnecessary questions for later. âWhat do I do?â you ask. Your hands tremble as they peel the shirt of his suit up, just enough to expose his midriff and the nasty damage to his side. You gasp upon seeing how bad it is, hardly able to stomach it, opting to look into his eyes instead.
He wants to respond to you, if not to answer your question then just to comfort you, but breathing is enough of a chore on its own right now; talking seems almost impossible. Watching you panic about this is shattering him. He makes an effort to move his arm out toward you, just to hold your hand and reassure you, but he doesnât have enough strength.
You lift from the bed and open up a bottle of water, pouring some of the cool liquid over his head. Itâs relieving against his burning skin and keeps him from losing consciousness. It also makes him realize how dehydrated he is.
âPlease sit up,â you beg, placing a hand underneath his head to lift it a bit. He comes up just enough to drink some of the water you feed to him, swallowing down the rest of the bottle. He collapses back against your pillow once heâs finished, feeling much better just from that.
You come back with another bottle of water and pour small bits at a time over the gash in his side. He hisses and tenses up each time it hits his skin, but he knows you have to do this. He doesnât want to make it harder by thrashing around and complaining, so he bites his tongue and keeps his body stiff.
The sheets soak beneath him as you continue emptying the water bottle over the wound. He should help you clean up after this; he doesnât want you dealing with his mess all alone. A few minutes pass before you discard the plastic bottle and grab a t-shirt from your dresser.
You press the bunched up cloth against his injured skin gently, and he holds back any grunts that threaten to slip out. Itâs like you can sense his pain despite his efforts to hide it, because you keep murmuring apologies to him.
âIâm okay, donât be sorry,â he reassures. He doesnât think you believe him, judging by the way lips stay tugged into a frown.
A quietness falls over the room. You pull your t-shirt away from his body and observe the wound, and your fingertips on his torso send electricity throughout his body. It doesnât hurt so much now.
âYouâre not bleeding anymore,â you point out.
He hums. âThatâs good.â Your hand grazes the skin just outside the gash. Thereâs a soothing effect in the way your fingers glide against him, pressure so light that itâs barely there.
âYou need stitches,â you say quietly, like you hate to break the news to him.
Yeonjun doesnât mind. âYou got a needle?â he asks. You fidget with the fabric of Yeonjunâs suit as you sigh and look away.
âI do,â you say. You donât sound too confident, though. He doesnât know what to do to make you feel better.
You grab his hand like itâs second nature to do so, and the action would be romantic if only you didnât have that nervous look on your face. He can practically feel your heart pounding, and heâs dying to let you know that everythingâs okay.
âI trust you,â he breathes out. He makes sure heâs looking you in the eye so you can see how much he means it. Heâs risking everything by trusting you, but heâs not scared. He feels safe even with his life in your hands, his secret identity in your knowledge. If there was something more sacred and dangerous to give up than that, heâs sure heâd be okay lending that to you too.
It feels much more real when you have your needle and thread in hand. Yeonjun canât contain his noises anymore, whimpering in pain when he feels the sharp tip pierce his skin.
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorry,â you say quickly and desperately. âIâll do it fast.â
He hisses as he feels the thread start to tug his wound shut. He throws an arm over his eyes, as if not watching you treat him will stop the piercing feeling. All his muscles are tensed up no matter how much he tries to relax, but he keeps his breathing steady and lets you do your work.
Itâs not too long before youâre tying off the final knot and discarding your needle onto your nightstand. You run your thumb over the stitch, gentle and slow. Yeonjun takes his arm off his face and fixes his gaze on you, watching you scrutinize your work with scrunched brows.
âIt feels fine. You did perfect,â he says, wanting to keep you from judging yourself too harshly. He wants to thank you, but the words feel so awkward building up in his throat.
âI donât have a big enough bandage to put over this,â you say, still fixated on his injury. Yeonjun tries to sit up, but your hand on his shoulder eases him back down. âDonât move too much.â
âY/nâŚâ he starts, but you give him a pointed look, and he decides to shut up and listen. He relaxes against your mattress.
âI wish I had some clothes to change you into,â you mutter after he pulls the shirt of his suit back down. The spandex isnât super comfortable against his fresh stitches, but itâs easy to ignore in comparison to the searing pain of the open wound. Heâll have to throw out this suit; itâs bloodied beyond repair, and he has plenty of back-ups anyway.
âItâs alright,â Yeonjun says. You shuffle on the mattress until youâre laying down beside him. âArenât the sheets wet?â he asks, surprised at how unfazed you seem.
You let out a small laugh, and that frown finally leaves your face. âI donât mind. I wanted to lay down.â
âIâll buy you new sheets,â Yeonjun promises. âAnd a new needle. And Iâll explain everything to you, I swear. Please donâtââ
âYeonjun,â you cut off. He shuts his mouth. âThat stuff doesnât matter. Are you okay now?â
He nods. âIâm okay.â
âThatâs all I care about.â
The room falls into a comfortable silence. Yeonjun stares at the ceiling and wonders how much this is going to change things between you. He has some hope that this will make you two even closer, but a small part of him fears that you wonât want to associate with him anymore. He wouldnât blame you; itâs not like being close to Spider-man isnât a riskless situation. He doesnât regret coming to you tonight, though.
He feels your eyes on him a moment later, and he can only bring himself to look at you for a second before returning his gaze to your ceiling. You must find that funny, because he hears you chuckling beside him.
âYou know, I wasnât expecting this when you said youâd hang out with me again.â Thereâs a softness in your voice that makes Yeonjun feel lightheaded. Not the losing-too-much-blood kind of lightheaded, but the oh-god-I-really-like-her kindâthis oneâs much more preferable and much more welcome than the former.
âIâll have to make it up to you,â he says.
âHow do you plan on doing that?â
He turns his head to face you, and something feels awfully domestic about getting to lay this close to you in your bed. Itâs hard to breathe when youâre smiling at him so eagerly, when thereâs a glint in your eyes that tells Yeonjun youâre having fun. Thereâs an itch all the way down to his bones that begs him to push forward and kiss you already, but he resists.
âIâll find a way,â he whispers.
The room gets quiet again, and Yeonjun supposes he should leave. Itâs not like he can wait for the sun to rise and walk out of your room in his bloodied Spidey-suit glory. Heâs not sure what time it is right now, but he knows that if he doesnât leave soon and get some sleep, heâll be passing out in his classes.
âThanks for fixing me up,â he says, pushing himself off your bed and stretching his limbs. He feels beyond sore, wincing at the pain that shoots through his body. You sit up immediately, scrambling to stop him.
âYouâre leaving? Are you crazy? Stay here!â you insist, trying to drag him back to the bed. He turns his head to you and smiles, and something about the silent plea in your eyes lights up his heart. He keeps his feet on the ground and resists your efforts, even though he wants nothing more than to spend the night with you. Itâs just not smart and not worth the risk.
âI canât,â he says. You pout and stand before him, blinking up at him so prettily that he almost changes his mind. âItâs dangerous.â
âI know. I just wanted to keep you.â That makes Yeonjun giggle.
âSorry. Maybe next time.â
You swat his chest. âDonât let there be a next time. You almost scared me to death.â
âIâll make sure to tell the next knife-bearer you said that,â Yeonjun jokes. It gets the laugh that he was hoping for out of you.
âWellâŚâ you start, eyes darting between his own. He barely has time to register it when you press a kiss against his lips, your movement so hesitant and shy. Itâs soft. Itâs sweet. Itâs over before he knows it. He blinks at you dumblyâitâs all he can do to not pass out like a dork in front of you. Your smile is just as soft and sweet as your kiss was. âJust stay out of trouble,â you finish, patting his chest gently.
âIâll try.â
âI guess Iâll see you in class, then,â you say.
âYeah,â he agrees. He should go now. He should make use of his feet and back away, but he stays planted in his spot. You sway girlishly in front of him, hands clasped behind your back.
âGood night,â you whisper. Yeonjun canât help itâhe pulls your face in so he can feel your lips on his again, more properly this time. Theyâre pillowy and dreamy, and Yeonjun could just melt into you. He doesnât linger longer than he has to, backing up just enough to see your face. You mirror the glee that he feels in his own expression.
âGood night,â he echoes. He backs away and grabs his mask, slipping it back on. He opens your window back up and slings himself to the nearest tree. Each time Yeonjun looks over his shoulder, he sees you leaning at your window smiling right back at him. His heart does a little flip. On second thought, maybe getting stabbed is kind of cool.
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Despite how well last night went, Yeonjun wakes up with a heavy weight on his shoulders. Every ounce of confidence that his interaction with you last night might have given him is completely gone the moment he remembers it, and sheds away at itself further when he notices you skipped class. A dreadful thought creeps up his spine: are you avoiding him?
Maybe you woke up regretting it all. Maybe you realized how ridiculous and stupid getting involved with Spider-man is, and youâre just protecting yourself before you can be burdened further. The classroom feels hot and suffocating, and fresh air sounds really nice right now, but Yeonjun stays put in his seat. He doesnât want to make a scene and start freaking everyone out. To the best of his ability, he pushes his fears down and saves his panic for laterâpreferably for after he talks to you and gets some answers.
He doesnât even open his notebook in his last class of the day. He shows up just for attendance purposes, then zones out staring at his desk for the rest of the hour. Time passes far too slowly; Yeonjunâs itching for the lecture to end so he can talk to you already. Heâs practically running out of class as soon as itâs dismissed, but finds himself slowing down the moment heâs outside the building.
Heâs pretty sure he knows where to find you. The bigger issue is figuring out what the hell heâs going to say. Is there any way to start this conversation without being awkward? Hey, thanks for saving my life last night. Also I am indeed that hero or whatever taking care of criminals in the city, hope you donât mind! He feels so lame.
Itâs wishful thinking to hope that you wonât care about what happened last night��well, except for the kissing part, but thatâs probably not as important right now. Heâll push aside that conversation until the more important one happens.
He wants to run away the moment he sees your figure in the distance, sitting exactly where he thought youâd be. His tongue suddenly feels like lead, too heavy and useless to try talking to you. He gathers his breath and walks across the field, not letting himself back out now. You deserve to be given a little peace of mind. Heâs sure today must have been confusing for you, that clarity hit you like a train this morning the same way it did to him.
You look over your shoulder when he reaches you, staring up at him and squinting your eyes from the sun. âHowâd I know youâd come find me?â you ask, half-amused.
Yeonjun gives you a short laugh, unsure of himself as he sits on the grass beside you. It feels a little like heâs invading your space. Heâs seen you sitting alone on this field as if it was all yours so many times.
âI thought I should thank you again,â he says, a little shy. He feels like he owes you a lot for last night. The whole city probably owes you a lot for saving him, honestly.
You look at him with a small smile, leaning your head on your bent knees. âMhm. Shouldnât I be thanking you, Spider-man?â Thereâs a teasing quality to your voice, and it makes Yeonjun laugh nervously. He should probably address that.
âI really hope you wonât tell anybody.â
âI wonât. Iâm still finding it hard to believe anyway,â you say. Your sentences are all laced with a tiredness and exhaustion that Yeonjun canât help but to feel at fault for. âItâs just weird to know it now.â
Yeonjun hums. He can sympathize with you on thatâit must be really bewildering to know your classmate is the one swinging around town shooting webs at criminals. He just hopes you can forgive him for dragging you into this.
âSpider-manâs a little less cool now, huh?â he jokes, keeping his voice quiet even though no oneâs around.
Your smile is full and genuine, and Yeonjunâs heart skips a beat. âI always thought he was a little lame,â you answer. Yeonjunâs ego bruises at that. You continue, âBut I think heâs kind of interesting now.â
He can only hope that you donât see the blush that takes over his face. He looks away to hide it, but he feels your gaze on him. âI donât know if Iâm that interesting,â he says, acting all humble. Itâs clearly bait, and he hopes youâll catch it.
âI can be the judge of that. Let me get to know you more,â you offer. Yeonjun bites his cheek to stop himself from grinning at this massive win.
âWell, we still have that bakery to go to,â Yeonjun mentions, and judging by the way your eyes gain a new sparkle, you seem to like the idea.
âYou donât have any more classes today, do you?â You already look ready to go.
Yeonjun doesnât bother hiding his excitement anymore, letting his smile take over his face. âI donât.â Youâre standing up the next second, and Yeonjunâs quick to follow.
The bakery is a cute, cozy little place near some other restaurants downtown. Thereâs no seating inside due to the lack of space, but thatâs made up for by the giant row of sweet selections to choose from. Yeonjunâs stomach rumbles in anticipation as his eyes jump around to look at each confection.
After buying your treats, you lead Yeonjun to a nearby bench. You both open your pastry boxes and bite down on the baked goods eagerly. You hum in satisfaction, nodding at the taste. âWow, we should go here again,â you say, going in for another bite.
Yeonjun chose a sweet cheese bread, which he completely devours within a couple minutes. You donât eat as fast as him, but he doesnât mind waiting for you. He makes conversation in the meantime: âHow come you skipped class today?â
You laugh a little around your mouthful of food, swallowing before you answer, âI barely slept. There was no way I couldâve focused if I went.â
Yeonjun hums in understanding. âI barely slept too,â he says.
âBut you still went,â you add. âI guess youâre better than me.â
Oh god, he hopes you didnât take it that way. âNot at all!â he rushes to say.
You smile and pat his shoulder. âI know. Youâre just a star student, thatâs all.â
Is that a compliment? Yeonjun blushes anyway. âI like to do well,â he says.
âI mean, considering everything youâre balancing, yeah, you are doing pretty well.â
Yeonjun laughs awkwardly in response, barely able to take your praise. Heâs pretty sure youâre alluding to what you found out about him yesterday. âThanks,â he mutters, all humble.
âDo you wanna talk about last night?â you ask, finishing your last bite.
âSure,â Yeonjun answers, feeling a smidge of nervousness returning to him. Itâs quiet for a few seconds. âDid you have any questions?â he asks. He feels more bashful than anything else, but itâs better than coming off as braggadocious.
You hum in thought, pouting your lips while you conjure up some ideas. âWas that your first kiss?â
Heâs completely taken aback by your questionâand a little embarrassed, quite franklyâand he scrambles to spit out a response. Youâre stifling your laughter before he can even get his defense out. âNo! I had my first kiss in, like, high school!â
âIâm just teasing,â you admit. âYouâre a good kisser.â The compliment goes to Yeonjunâs head, playing in a loop while he floats on cloud nine. You liked kissing him. He should do it again and again, just to keep you happy. And for more selfish reasons, too.
Your voice breaks through his thoughts when you speak again, âDo you feel better today? Are you healing alright?â The joking tone leaves your voice, replaced with genuinity and care.
âI feel fine,â he answers. He pulls up his shirt to show you the wound, all stitched up and starting to heal over.
You wince. âGood thing I finished my food already. That killed my appetite.â Yeonjun laughs at your grimace and releases his shirt, falling back into place. âYou should really put a bandage over that,â you suggest.
âI donât have any.â
You shake your head in disbelief, though your amusement reads on your face. âYou should be more prepared.â
Your concern is cute to Yeonjun. âI know,â he says.
âSo who stabbed you?â you ask.
He shrugs. âNo clue. Heâs probably in a cell now.â
âDid it hurt?â you ask, though the answer is obvious.
âLike hell,â he says.
âHowâd it even happen?â Honestly, Yeonjunâs not too sure about that either. He can usually sense imminent danger before it comes, but maybe he was too focused on the crimes heâd already been dealing with.
âHe came up behind me while I was handling another criminal,â he answers.
You hum, getting off the bench and tossing your trash in a bin nearby. You start walking off then, and Yeonjun follows mindlessly. âMust be tough being Spider-man,â you say.
âCareful how loud you say that.â Yeonjun tenses as someone walks past the two of you, praying they were out of earshot when you said that. He sighs in relief when he sees the person had headphones in.
âRight, sorry. Thereâs just so much I wanna know now.â You turn a corner, taking a path leading back to campus.
Your curiosity excites Yeonjun, and heâs ready to answer whatever question you come up with. Some of his stories have serious entertainment value to them.
âAsk me, then,â he invites. You twist your head to smile up at him for a second.
âHowâd you get like this? Were you just born this way?â
Yeonjun laughs at the idea. He swings his head around to make sure no oneâs around when he answers, âNo, a radioactive spider bit me.â
âWhen did that happen?â you ask. Yeonjun reminisces the first few weeks after the bite, thinking back to those initial feelings of fear and dread when he realized something had happened to him.
âIn high school,â he says. It was super bewildering back then to change so drastically, yet be forced to act so normal. Itâs much easier nowâheâs had years to adjustâbut he was a teenager when it first happened. Thatâs a lot for a kid to take on. He had to act like he was the same Choi Yeonjun his classmates had grown up with, and not some mutated superhuman dealing with the stresses of his new identity. Of course, he did that whole Spider-man thing to himself, but it was the right thing to do. He doesnât regret it.
âDoes anyone else know?â
âMy uncle did, but heâs gone, so now itâs just you.â He looks at you, lips twitching upward.
âIâm sorry to hear that,â you apologize, voice growing soft. He realizes that youâre in front of your dorm building now, and he supposes this is where he should leave. His eyes dart between yours, like heâs waiting for you to tell him to go. To ask him to stay.
âAre you doing anything today?â he asks. Maybe he sounds desperate. He doesnât really care.
âCatching up on some work,â you say.
âIâll give you my calculus notes.â
You smile. âThat would be nice.â
Yeonjun didnât even take notes in calculus today. He doesnât know what heâs saying.
âCan I stay?â Heâs teeming with hope and bravery today. You open the door to your building and signal him inside, and he has to hold back the victorious giggle that almost escapes him as he trails behind you.
The rest of the day passes in a blur of questions and answers. Yeonjunâs never talked so openly about being Spider-man before, and a part of it feels healing. You study hard while he rambles about stories of the little things heâs done throughout the years. Some are funny and make you cackle, and some draw your attention away from your textbook so you can look at him in shock. Itâs impossible for Yeonjun to wipe the grin off his faceânot when he bids you good night, not when he walks back to his dorm, not even when lays in bed to sleep. His heart never lets up on that jittery rush it has for you.
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A quintessential part of the college experience, Yeonjunâs come to find out, is trying out all the different ramen brands to see which one is the best. Heâs a fan of whichever one heâs chowing down on right now, and a 5-pack of this barely puts a dent in his bank account. Seems like a winner.
He glances over at his dormâs door when it opens, curious to see that Soobin brought someone over. Yeonjun isnât bothered by that, though; if this guy is anything like Soobin, heâs not worried about getting annoyed.
âYou can remember to buy ramen but not detergent?â Soobin asks, chuckling. Yeonjun chooses to read that as a joke instead of a passive aggressive comment.
âUgh, dude, I keep forgetting, Iâm sorry,â he apologizes. Yeonjun points at Soobinâs friend and continues, âThis your friend?â
âYeah, Iâm Beomgyu,â the friend introduces. Something about him looks a little familiar.
âNice to meet you,â Yeonjun greets with a nod.
Soobin grabs some clothes from his closet then turns to the door. âIâm gonna go change and then we can head out,â he says to Beomgyu, then heads off to the bathroom.
When the door shuts, Yeonjun returns his attention to his ramen and ignores Beomgyuâs presence as best as he can. That doesnât last too long, though, cause soon enough, Beomgyuâs breaking the silence: âAre you still hanging out with Y/n?â
Yeonjun turns in his seat to face Beomgyu. Heâs not sure how Beomgyu would know that, but Yeonjun entertains the question nevertheless. âYeah. You know her?â he asks.
âSheâs my friend,â he says. âKind of.â
Yeonjun already feels something weird in the air. Heâs waiting for the turn that this conversation is bound to take. He finally pieces together why this guy looks so familiar; heâs one of the boys at the party in the group that you kept looking over at. Now Yeonjunâs really curious.
âWhy do you ask?â The question comes out a little hesitantly.
âIâm telling you this man-to-man, I think you might be getting played,â Beomgyu says.
Yeonjunâs immediate reaction is only confusion. How would you be playing him? Youâve been nothing but sincere with your feelingsâor, thatâs what it seemed like, at least. Now Yeonjunâs doubting himself. A part of him doesnât believe it and doesnât want to indulge in this conversation any further, but heâd start spiraling whether or not Beomgyu explains himself now. Worry swirls in Yeonjunâs stomach.
âWhy?â he asks despite himself.
âThis is just what Iâve heard, but apparently she had a thing with Kai, and he started talking to another girl, so she wanted to get back at him. I donât know, though.â
Kai. That boy who came up to you at the party. Yeonjun remembers him.
He doesnât want to show how much those words affect him, but shit. Hearing that hurts. His body feels weightless, like heâd be falling over if he wasnât sitting at his desk. He nods as he exhales slowly, keeping his heart from going haywire.
âHuh,â is all he says. Soobin comes back the next second, and Beomgyu heads out with him after that, and the world keeps spinning on, but Yeonjun feels trapped in that moment. He waits to wake up in a sweat, hoping this is all some nightmare thatâs going to end, but the wake never comes. Heâs forced to deal with his whirling thoughts instead.
None of this can be true. It wouldnât make sense. You kissed Yeonjun. You said you were interested in him. If this was all a lie, how will Yeonjun ever trust anyone again? When he came to you bleeding out, you saved his life. When you found out his secret identity, you kept it safe. Yeonjun miscalculated something that nightâthere is something more sacred and dangerous to trust you with than those things: his heart.
He doesnât even want to finish his ramen anymore. His fingers brush against the wound thatâs healing pretty well thanks to you, and a thought crosses his mind. The night that you kissed him was the night you found out he was Spider-man. An especially sickening question starts to haunt him. Did you only start liking him because of that?
Yeonjun feels played. Heâs always known that he was a fool, so he doesnât know why heâs so surprised, but really? Beer pong lord?
Five minutes is hardly enough to process the information Beomgyu dumped onto Yeonjun, but thatâs all he gets, because now his alarm is going off and telling him to go over to the lab. He drops his head to his desk with a groan. Itâs like an anchorâs been tied to his heart, sinking further and further until it makes him his stomach churn.
The fresh air feels good in Yeonjunâs lungs as he walks over to the lab. A permanent pout is etched onto his lips, unable to stop thinking about you. Good things. Bad things. Everything. Each memory hurts now.
He probably looks like some depressed college kid, walking around with his hood up and head down. He should be less pathetic, pick himself up and get himself together. Itâs not like you two were really anything anyway. A kiss doesn't always mean something to everyone. Maybe itâs his fault for assuming that for you, it did.
Itâs not just that, though. Yeah, kissing you made Yeonjun feel alive in a way that only swinging through the city could compare to, but thereâs so much more to you than that. Itâs the way you talked to him, the way you cared for him, the way you looked at him. How the hell do you fake that kind of connection? Hurt splits him at the seams like heâs being torn in two, but he keeps walking like nothingâs wrong.
âYeonjun!â He recognizes that voice immediately. He pulls his eyes off the sidewalk and catches sight of you walking up to him. He almost forgot that he walks past your little field on the way to his lab.
It feels like heâs the one keeping a secret, palms clamming up as you stand in front of him. He stops in his tracks to allow you the conversation. âHey,â he says.
âWhat are you up to?â you ask. He fidgets with the sleeve of his sweatshirt. Should he just act normal? Should he let you get away with using him? When he thinks about it like that, it puts a sour taste in his mouth.
âIâm headed to the lab. Got some stuff to do, and itâs time sensitive, soâŚâ he trails off awkwardly, looking off into the distance instead of at you.
âOh, okay,â you say, sounding a little dejected. Yeonjun shouldnât be feeling bad for you right now, but he canât help it. It makes his chest clench to hear the joy leave your voice. âMaybe we can hang out after? Just to study or something,â you offer.
Yeonjun sighs, âMaybe.â
Youâre quiet for a second as you assess him. âAre you okay?â Concern fills your voice, and when he brings his vision back to you, he can see it in your eyes too.
âIâll talk to you about it later,â he says.
You frown, taking in his flat expression. You must gain some insight from that, because then youâre asking, âDid I do something?â
He wants to hold his head, feeling defeated and frustrated and sad and a million other different things. Heâs not sure how to label it. Heâs never felt emotions this complex before, probably because heâs never liked anyone this much before.
âOh god, did I?â you repeat, more fear in your voice at Yeonjunâs lack of a response. It strikes him and deflates his will to be dismissive about it, not wanting you to sit here worrying for the rest of the day. Curse his soft heart.
âJust come with me,â Yeonjun says, continuing on the path to his lab building. You follow beside him, taking long strides to match his quick pace. He notices you struggling to keep up, so he slows down, even though it might make him a few minutes late.
âIâm sorry,â you apologize. He can feel you looking at him, but he keeps his eyes ahead.
âYou donât even know what youâre apologizing for,â he mumbles.
âTell me then,â you plead. The thought of having to talk about this with you makes him feel sick. He doesnât know if he can even choke up the words without getting nauseous.
âLet me clock into my lab first.â The rest of the walk is silent; you keep quiet even as you enter the room with him, watching him take off his sweatshirt and put on his lab coat. Youâre quiet even as he goes through the study procedure, not even lingering near him to see what heâs doing. He feels a little cruel for it, wondering if heâs just torturing you by forcing you to stand silently and worry about what he must be upset at you for.
He steals a glance at you. Youâre leaning against the wall by the door, so many steps away, keeping so much distance. He bites his lip and looks away, figuring itâs time to start the conversation.
âI want to talk to you, but I donât want you to lie to me,â Yeonjun says, breaking the long stretch of silence. He walks toward you, stopping before he gets too close.
âI wonât. Iâm not gonna hide anything from you.â Itâs funny you say that.
âDo you like Kai?â His question catches you off guard, your frown leaving your face.
âNo,â you answer.
âDonât lie.â
âIâm not.â
âOkay. So why did Beomgyu tell me you used me to get back at him?â
He watches you stiffen at the question. âHow do you know Beomgyu?â you ask.
âPlease just answer me,â Yeonjun says. He doesnât want to run around in circles, he just wants to hear the truth from you.
âI donât like Kai anymore.â Something about that sentence hits like a stab to the gut. Yeonjun would know the feeling.
He tsks and shakes his head, ready to walk away and end the conversation, but you continue, âPlease let me say the whole story.â Yeonjun sighs and meets your eyes. He decides to hear you out, only because a part of him is dying for you to make this right.
âGo ahead,â he says.
âI invited you to the party because youâre my friend, and I think youâre cute, but also for really petty, stupid revenge. It was so dumb and Iâm so sorry, I feel so fucking bad for that now,â you explain. Yeonjun thinks back to how excited he was when you asked him. He remembers the rush of butterflies, the nervousness that pooled in his stomach, the adrenaline through his veins when he realized he finally had your attention.
You continue, âBut I swear on my life, Yeonjun, the second we went outside at that party, I realized how unfair it was. I wanted to make Kai jealous, but when we were standing out there, I couldnât do it. Youâre a good person, and I felt fucking awful, and I didnât go through with anything, and Iâm glad I didnât. You gave me one of the best nights of my life that day. I mean that. Seriously.â
Thereâs sincerity in your eyes, so Yeonjun knows youâre not lying. The ache in his chest is dull now, but still there. He canât believe you planned to use him as some pawn to get back at Kai.
âWhyâd I have to hear it from someone else? Why couldnât you tell me yourself?â he asks. Itâs pathetic how his voice carries more heartbreak than anger.
âCause I didnât want you to misunderstand and leave!â you explain, desperate. âYeonjun, please. I donât care about Kai anymore. I havenât even talked to him since the party.â
Yeonjun wishes he could feel comforted by your words, but all he feels is hurt. He has this terrible thing where he canât stop asking questions that will only batter him worse. âSo you didnât really like me?â
You take a step closer to him, placing both hands over your heart. Yeonjunâs not blind; he can see the fear in your eyes, the worry that he might walk away. He doesnât have it in him to relieve your stress right now.
âI always liked you. I like you more every day,â you answer. Thereâs honesty in your words, which Yeonjun appreciates. It doesnât quite melt away his insecurities, though.
Yeonjun canât bear looking at you any longer, dropping his gaze to the floor and stepping back. Heâs ready to leave, thinking he needs the night to himself to stare at the ceiling and contemplate this whole situation.
You stop him before he can get too far. Your hand hooks onto the sleeve of his lab coat, shaking as you cling to him. Itâs so pitiful that it ruins the monstrous image Yeonjunâs trying to fit you into in his mind. Against his better judgment, his eyes meet yours again.
Heâs about to speakâmaybe to console you, to get some of that sadness out of your eyesâbut the sound of glass breaking behind him makes him turn with wide eyes, searching for the damage. Heâll be the one stuck replacing any broken equipment; he can only pray that it wasnât a more expensive piece.
His eyes flit across the room, but he finds nothing. Is he seriously losing his mind? Every time heâs in this lab, thereâs something new giving him a mini heart attack. He brushes this off as some kind of paranoia. He considers talking to his professor about taking a break from the lab, just until he can restore his sanity.
âLetâs just head out of here,â Yeonjun says, unable to rid himself of the chill down his spine.
âDo you still like me?â you ask, unable to move on from the conversation. You stay planted in your spot as Yeonjun takes off his lab gear. He groans internally at your questionâof course he still likes you. Do you think his feelings are so malleable? His adoration for you feels like an immovable boulder. He canât even stay mad at you for as long as he wanted to, though he tries not to let you win too easily.
He sighs out your name instead of answering. He waits for you at the door as he throws his sweatshirt back on, and you trudge forward with a pout. Once his sweatshirt is slipped over his head, he catches sight of something behind you, heart stopping entirely.
âWhat the hellâ?!â he emits, eyes growing wide as the cell clump heâd been working with expands out past its storage spot, spilling out onto the floor. The broken glass earlier mustâve been from the petri dishâshit, he shouldâve checked. Itâs discolored now, so dark itâs nearly black, and growing more rapidly than it should be able to.
You spin on your feet to see what Yeonjunâs looking at, yelping when you see the growth. You back up quickly and bump into Yeonjunâs chest. âWhatâs happening?â you ask, turning your head back to look up at him.
âI donât know,â he answers. He has to think fast, because it doesnât look like the cell replication is stopping any time soonâif anything, it looks like itâs growing exponentially. The clump is a goo-like substance, slowly spilling out further and further onto the floor, looking something like tar as it expands out. âWeâll have to trigger rapid apoptosis,â he says.
âHow do we do that?â you ask. Yeonjunâs not sure either, so he doesnât bother to answer. He opens one of the cabinets and pulls out all the different liquid chemicals he can find. One of these is bound to do something.
You hold yourself and watch him carefully, still looking shy and desperate and nervous from your argument. Yeonjunâs not sure why you seem to be more bothered by him not reassuring you that he likes you than by the clump that grows behind you. Your attention remains on him the whole time.
âAre you mad at me?â you ask.
âNo,â he answers sharply and quickly. He has bigger issues to be worried about than staying mad at you.
âI promise I wasnât lying. I wonât talk to Kai ever again.â
âWhy are we having this conversation right now?!â Yeonjun asks, frustrated.
âBecause itâs important to me that you know!â
He ignores you in favor of unscrewing the lid to one of the acids, hoping it could digest the cells. When he pours it onto the clump, a loud hiss rings through the room and smoke comes up from the mass. It doesnât seem to dissolve the cells, though.
He emits an exasperated groan, opening the lid to another chemical substance, and you rush to do the same. He canât stop to think about how dangerous this is, too focused on controlling the problem before it gets irreparable. You and Yeonjun pour chemicals onto it at the same time, and it seems to react. The tar-like blob thickens now, erecting itself up from the floor languidly.
You and Yeonjun back up, watching with fearful eyes as it stands. It moves like itâs alive, like itâs a living organism. Itâs eerily silent for a room as you two stare at the mass in shock. Then, rapidly, it comes charging at you, attaching itself to your cardigan as you shriek. Yeonjun acts fast, running to you and grabbing your waist, adhering his feet to the floor to keep you from getting dragged any more. You shed your cardigan quickly before tugging it back from the blob. It tears from how harsh you pull it, but you donât seem to care, chucking it to the opposite side of the room.
This is an unfortunate time to see you in a tight-fitting tank top. Your chest heaves from the panic of being grabbed by the organism, rising and falling as you start to steady your breath. You look over at him, and he finds himself blushing and removing his gaze from you in embarrassment. God, now heâs the one struggling to focus on the bigger problem.
Yeonjun directs his wrist at the blob, shooting a web at it to keep it from charging at you again. The web sends the mass flying back until it collides with the wall. Though it canât remove itself from the confines of the web, it still slowly grows, and it will be able to expand enough to attack again soon. Still, this should buy you two some more time.
âYou should leave,â Yeonjun says, coming to you and cupping your face. His eyes beg you to go, strung up on the possibility of you getting hurt.
âI wonât,â you say, grabbing onto his wrists.
âPlease. Youâre too important.â His hand strokes through your hair like youâre something precious.
You take his hand and kiss it. âYou are too. I wonât leave.â
He sighs. He knows heâs not winning this, thereâs too much determination in your words. Before he removes his focus from you, he thinks he should tell you one last thing. âJust so you know, I like you too.â
Youâre barely able to hold back your smile, but Yeonjun canât stay and watch your reaction. The mass continues to grow over the confines of the web, and he has to find a way to control it before it overcomes the binds. He opens the binder that holds the descriptions of all the lab materials, hoping he can find something useful in there. His eyes flit across the words, scanning for the chemicals that will be his saving grace.
He stops when he reads the description for nitric acid. The words digest and dissolve kick his body to life, hope stirring inside of him. âCome here with the nitric acid!â he shouts over his shoulder.
âWhich one is that?â you ask hurriedly, scanning through the different bottles of chemicals.
âItâs in a brown translucent bottle. Quick!â Before he can panic further, youâre racing to his side with a bottle of the acid. Yeonjun quickly pours it over the mass, watching it shrivel when the liquid hits its surface. A weight lifts off Yeonjunâs shoulders when he realizes he finally found something that works. The bottle doesnât hold nearly enough, though, because Yeonjun empties it out before he can melt the organism completely.
He turns to you expectantly, and youâre rushing back to the counter where all the chemical substances are held. Youâre turning each to read the labels, growing more aggravated as you fail to find another container of nitric acid. You curse as you swing the cabinet doors open, checking if thereâs any stored away in there.
You pull out a bottle from the cabinet, reading it quickly. âWould sulfuric acid work?â you ask, looking at Yeonjun like you need him to say yes.
âIt would react with the nitric acid,â he answers. You groan.
âYou think I know any of this stuff?!â You go back to searching through the cabinet.
âYes! Youâre, like, the smartest girl I know!â Yeonjun exclaims, equally as frustrated.
âYou must not know a lot of girls then,â you huff. You finally pull out a bottle that seems to match, running over to Yeonjun. He takes it from your hands and pours the liquid over what remains of the clump, watching it dissolve until all thatâs left is a murky puddle on the floor. He plops the nitric acid onto a table, finally letting himself take a full breath. He tastes the chemicals swirling in the air, but he canât bring himself to care about any toxins filling his lungs. Heâs worn out, crouching down in exhaustion with a groan.
When he picks his head up from between his arms, he searches for you. Youâre bent over one of the tables, head tucked between your arms as half your body rests over the surface. You must be just as drained as him. He stretches his body out as he stands back up, then approaches you at the opposite side of the table. He rests his elbows onto the tabletop, leaning forward to be closer to you.
âYou get feisty when youâre working under pressure,â Yeonjun teases, breathless laugh escaping him. You lift your head to look at him, and he can see how you hold back your amusement.
âI could say the same about you,â you respond. You seem winded, still breathing hard as you push yourself off the table and pick up your cardigan from the floor. You hold up your cardigan and examine the damage. Itâs stained and ripped and looks disgusting. You pout. âThis was my favorite oneâŚâ
âDonât worry, youâre pretty good at stitching things back up,â Yeonjun says, coming up to you and taking the cardigan from your hands to tie it around your waist. You look up at him, something fond shining in your eyes.
âI guess I am,â you say, tugging on Yeonjunâs sweatshirt to pull him closer to you. You wear a dopey smile as you stare at him, hands resting on his shoulders, and Yeonjun really hopes that you do what he knows youâre both thinking about right now.
You donât leave him waiting long; your hand comes to his jaw to bring his face to yours, and the next second, Yeonjunâs having the best kiss of his life. It feels like a reward after the shitshow that todayâs been. For it to come to this, heâd relive it a dozen more times.
âWait,â Yeonjun says, pulling back. âAre we dating now?â
âHavenât we been dating?â You look at him like heâs a fool, and it endears Yeonjun endlessly.
âI mean, boyfriend-girlfriend dating,â Yeonjun explains.
âOh, Iâve already told, like, three people that youâre my boyfriend.â There might be real hearts in Yeonjunâs eyes right now.
âGood,â he says, coming in for another quick kiss. âIâm all yours.â His words are uttered against your lips, since he canât seem to pull himself away from you.
You gladly accept his kisses, and he has to keep himself from getting too drunk off your taste. He has to remember heâs still in a lab with a bunch of chemicals filling the airâitâs probably a good idea to get out. Even though he doesnât want to, Yeonjun steps back and looks around at the mess throughout the room. Given everything that happened, itâs not awful. A mop would take care of ninety percent of the problem.
âWe should clean this up,â he sighs.
âYeah,â you agree. Neither of you make a move. You start laughing after a few seconds, and Yeonjun returns his attention to you with a cheeky grin.
âNo, letâs just leave,â he suggests. Heâs exhausted. Heâll explain everything to his professor tomorrow, he canât take any more of this today.
âShould we go back to my place then?â you ask. Yeonjun does a very poor job of hiding his excitement. He wants more than anything to hold you to his chest and zip across campus to get to your dorm, but alas, he does the smart thing instead. A ten minute walk has never felt more like ten hours in his life, and seeing your dorm building finally come into view has his heart racing in anticipation.
Yeonjunâs all over you the minute your door closes behind him. He doesnât let your lips disconnect for a secondânot to talk, not to breathe, because nothingâs more important than tasting your lips on his.
Your back falls to your mattress, and Yeonjunâs mind briefly wanders to the last time you two were here. Having you sprawled out beneath him is quite different than you patching him up above him. In a way, that moment felt like the start of something bigger between you. The initial spark came long before it, but that night is what caused fire to catch. He feeds the flame now, fingers untying the cardigan at your waist and throwing it to the floor. Your shirtâs the next thing to go, and he only pulls away long enough to shed the cloth off of you.
His mouth on yours is ravenous and unwilling to waste any more time. He feels up your stomach, cherishing the warm flesh with eager fingers. He trails his hands up to your chest, feeling your breasts over your bra. You gasp when he squeezes experimentally, and it encourages him to continue, movements growing hungry.
You break away from the kiss, panting for air while Yeonjun latches onto your jaw. Heâs insatiable, sucking your skin and placing kitten licks over the mark after. He hovers his face over yours, biting back his grin when he sees how hazy your eyes have become.
You catch his face in your hand, cupping his jaw and thumbing his cheek. The action makes his heart soar, and he leans into your warm touch. Your smile turns from soft to wicked when you push your thumb between his lips, and he engulfs the digit without a fight.
âI like you,â you say as he sucks your thumb, blinking up at him adoringly like heâs not doing some lewd act right now. He swirls his tongue around you before popping it out of his mouth, kissing your fingertip then taking your hand in his own.
âI like you too.â His free hand goes behind your back to search for your bra clasp, fumbling with it clumsily until he gets it to disconnect. You pull the material off, and Yeonjunâs cock twitches in his pants when he takes in the sight of you. A part of him feels wrong for doing this, like this is too dirty, but a larger part of him canât wait to indulge in you. Heâll just make sure to take you out for dinner after.
Yeonjun throws his sweatshirt and shirt to the floor, pride swirling inside him when he sees the way you ogle at his skin. You lay your hand over his chest, trailing your fingers over the expanse teasingly. He takes your wrist and drags your hand away.
âYou donât deserve to touch me. Iâm still upset about Kai,â he says. Itâs a lie, but heâs in a playful mood. Your hand makes its way back to his chest despite that, so he grabs it and brings it to the bed, shooting a web over your wrist so you canât move it. He giggles. The whole web-slinging thing comes with some perks.
âOh, come on,â you sulk as he does the same to your other wrist. He leans back for a moment, looking down at you all proud. A few different sights flash through his mind, endless possibilities of how he could make the most of your hands being restrained. Maybe he should punish you for ever liking Kai in the first place, keep you on the edge until youâre chanting apologies into the air. He could also just indulge in your body greedily, taste every inch of you without your hands pulling him away. The ache in his pants grows at the thought.
You sigh in satisfaction when his hand meets your clothed core. Your hips grind against his hand, and he allows you to use him to find your pleasure. Your hands close into fists as Yeonjun lets you ride his open palm, still fighting against your restraints.
âHow much do you like me?â Yeonjun asks. His free hand holds your waist, fingers brushing against your skin gently.
âSo much,â you answer, never abandoning your rhythm. âYouâre so smart, and handsome, and funny, andânnghâand good to meâŚâ Yeonjunâs hand travels from your waist to your chest in reward, thumb rolling over one of your nipples.
âYeah, I am good to you. I stay with you even though youâre mean to me.â
You shake your head at his statement. âIâm not mean to you,â you say.
He laughs at how you try to control yourself, how serious your tone gets. Your hips slow, so he takes measures into his own hands and moves his palm against your cunt instead. If he presses down hard enough, he can feel how wet you are even through your pants.
âYou are,â he says. âYou use me to get other men.â He knows thatâs not true now, but a part of him is still a little bruised by the idea. He figures that airing out his insecurities like this might help him, and it makes him feel less vulnerable.
âNo! Thatâs not true!â Yeonjun ignores you and takes off your pants, letting them join the other articles of clothing on your floor. He short circuits when he sees the wet patch on your panties. A sense of shame must fill you then, because your legs clamp shut to block his view.
âHey, be nice,â he says, opening your legs back up. He holds you open as he presses his knee to your folds, and he can feel your arousal even through the fabric of his sweatpants. Heâs squealing internally, overjoyed to have you soaking for him, but he keeps his calm on the outside.
Your hands push against the webs again, shaking the mattress a little. You pout at him. âI want to touch you,â you whine.
âSorry about that,â he says. He matches your pout as his hands smooth down your legs, lazily exploring your flesh. He grabs your hips and positions them up a little so that youâre pressing into his thigh. He hears the moan that gets caught in your throat as he drags your cunt against him, holding back a satisfied smirk.
âShould I tell you what I like about you?â Yeonjun asks, something silky and smooth in his voice. You nod, rolling your hips over his thigh. âSay pleaseeeee,â he prompts.
âPlease,â you echo. He giggles.
âAgain.â Heâs having fun.
âPlease, Yeonjun,â you beg, sweet voice dripping with need.
He releases your hips so he can pull off your panties, tugging you back onto him once you kick the cloth off your ankles. He can really feel how wet you are now, and it makes a knot form in his stomach. He wants you more than anything.
âI like how pretty you are,â he starts, leaning over you to press kisses against your neck. âAnd I like how cool you are.â His mouth travels a little lower, sucking at your collarbone. âAnd I like how I can talk to you for hours and never get bored.â His lips smother your chest, just above your tits, familiarizing himself with every inch of your skin. Your hips buck against him when he presses his thigh more firmly between your legs. âAnd I like how wet you get,â he laughs.
His mouth finds your breasts then, tongue swirling teasingly around one of your buds. Your nipples perk up, begging for his attention. He drags his tongue over to your other mound, sucking at the swell of flesh, moaning against you. The taste of your skin in his mouth makes him feel high.
You whine, hips rolling more fervently against him, chasing your approaching high. Yeonjun busies himself with delivering kitten licks to your nipples, watching the way they glisten with his saliva after he runs his tongue across them a few times. He peels himself off of you when your rhythm gets unsteady, not wanting you to cum yet. Thereâs a look of betrayal on your face as he disconnects from you, not touching you at all anymore.
âYeonjun,â you moan, wrapping your legs around his waist and pulling him in. âI need to cum.â Your needy cunt grinds against the tent in his boxers, hungrily trying to get yourself off. He lets you have your fun for a minute, enjoying the feel of your warm, wet slit coating his clothed cock, before holding your hips still and keeping you from moving. That doesnât stop you from digging your heels into his back, pushing him harder against you.
He removes your legs from him, holding you open as he plunges two fingers into your cunt. Your heat takes him in so nicely, the slide of his digits inside you made so easy from how slick your cunt is. You arch your back, moaning out as he curls his fingers inside you.
âTight girl, gotta stretch you out,â he says, scissoring his digits to prepare you. Your arousal pools out of you, dripping onto the mattress as Yeonjun fucks you on his fingers. âNeed to get you ready for me.â
âMhm, need your dick,â you say. You look so helpless like this, laying back and letting Yeonjun fuck his fingers into you however he wants. He increases his speed just because he can, knowing you canât pry his hand away, grinning when you emit a surprised gasp. Your walls start tightening around his fingers, a warning of your orgasm, and Yeonjun pulls his hand away before you can get there.
Youâre whining his name again, thighs clamping shut to relieve the pressure. He shushes you as he tugs his boxers out of the way, stroking his cock as he watches the way you tremble. Poor thing.
âYou want me to fuck you?â he asks. Your legs spread open immediately in invitation. He watches as a glob of arousal drips out from your core.
âYes,â you breathe out. He pumps his shaft a few more times before bringing it to your folds, letting your wetness coat his tip. âPut it in,â you beg, jerking your hips up. He ignores your plea, bringing the head of his cock to your clit to tap on it a few times. The stimulation sends a buzz through you, and Yeonjun coos at you sweetly.
âWant you to feel so good,â he says, aligning his tip to your hole and starts pushing in. You throw your head back and groan, and he gives your neck a wet kiss. âWanna be the best youâve had.â He sinks in slowly, letting your walls adjust to him inch by inch. You feel like heaven around him, and his fingers dig into your hips to keep himself from losing his mind. He wants to meld himself into you.
He grinds his pelvis against you when he bottoms out, steadying his breaths so he doesnât lose himself too quickly. His moans are deep and airy, while yours are whiny and pathetic. He trails a hand up your body until heâs cupping your face, bringing your attention to him. You look dazed, and he wants to watch you fall apart. He needs to see your perfect face scrunched up with pleasure, eyes glassy and mouth open, going stupid from how fucked out you are.
He presses a light kiss against your lips, then leans his face into the crook of your neck. He finally starts pulling back, slamming back into you with a whimper. Your cunt takes him so readily despite how tight you are, your arousal making him glide in and out of you so easily.
âGonna be perfect for you,â Yeonjun promises. âBe a good boyfriend. Fuck you every day. Keep you happy.â He lifts himself up to watch your mouth fall open as he thrusts into you. He presses against your stomach to feel himself inside you, moaning whorishly when he does. It makes him fuck you harder, desperation coursing through his system.
You can barely speak from how far gone you are, stuttering out curses and whimpers of his name. He brings his thumb to your clit, rubbing at the swollen bud to get you clenching around him. He groans at how tight you get, sucking him in like your body was meant to take him.
âNeed you to cum now,â Yeonjun says, feeling his high looming over. âGotta feel you milking my cock, let me see it.â
âKiss me,â you say breathlessly, mouth hanging open as you wait for him to take it. He obliges eagerly, shoving his tongue into your mouth with a needy whine. He licks into you as if this will coax your orgasm out, and it does. Your walls clamp around him, and heâs barely able to move from how tight you get. He circles your clit diligently, only letting up when your body jolts in overstimulation.
He pulls out soon after, only having to stroke himself a few times before heâs spilling his seed onto your stomach. He groans as he milks himself for every last drop, hand shaking as he releases the last of it. You look hot painted with his cum; he bites his lip and squeezes your thighs, needing more and more of you.
âYouâre so gorgeous,â he says, making you turn your head away shyly.
âThanks. You are too.â His stomach flips, feeling proud that he earned your praise. He lowers himself to your torso, lapping at the milky strands of his cum. He cleans you nicely, swallowing down his own release until your stomachâs coated in only his saliva. He brings himself to your slit to lap at it languidly, loving the little whines you emit at the sensation.
âDid so good for me, thank you,â he murmurs into your cunt. He pushes his tongue into your entrance, slowly fucking the muscle inside you. You sigh and roll your hips against his face, relaxed and melting into the feeling.
âY-youâre good too,â you praise. He licks his way up to your clit, taking it into his mouth and letting his tongue roll over the bud. He likes to hear that heâs being good for you, it makes him feel like heâs worthy of you. He thrives off your happiness, so he feels content as he pleases you with his mouth.
He never wants to let you go. He wants you in his arms forever, he wants to stay in this room and live the rest of his life with just you by his side. This much is enough for him. He glides his hands down your thighs, letting his fingers lightly drag along your skin. He opens his mouth a little more to taste more of you, to kiss your folds more hungrily. He presses the tip of his tongue to your bud, focusing the pressure right against it until he hears you mewl.
âRight there!â you gasp out, pressing yourself further into Yeonjunâs face. He hooks his arms around your thighs to keep you in place, making sure you donât jolt away when your orgasm creeps up on you. He flicks his tongue over your clit repeatedly, feeling your thighs shake in his grasp. He doesnât stop until youâre releasing on his face, coating his mouth and chin with your essence.
He detaches himself after a minute, licking his lips and letting go of your legs. He sits up and smiles at you, taking in how pretty you look. He holds your jaw so he can kiss you, and he canât help but to giggle into the kiss. This is so surreal. He would have fainted if he knew one month ago that this would be happening to him.
âHi,â you say when he finally pulls his face from yours. This feels like a dream.
âHi,â he echoes, butterflies fluttering in his stomach. He cherishes the smile you give him.
âSo when does this dissolve?â you ask, tugging at the webs holding your arms in place. Yeonjun scratches his neck bashfully. That's enough of an answer for you. âYeonjunâŚâ you sigh, body deflating.
âLess than two hours!â he rushes to say.
âTwo hours?!â
âItâs not that bad. I think we can pass the time,â he says, failing to hold back his smile.
Your eyes flit down to his stirring cock. âI guess I have nothing better to do,â you give in. Yeonjun sees right through your nonchalant act, but he lets you get away with it. He has better things to busy himself with than arguing about that.
ââââ ââââ ââââ ââââ ââââ
You bring Yeonjun to the market after learning about the laundry detergent debacle. You place the item in your basket, shaking your head at him as you do. âI canât believe your roommate had to tell me to get you to buy this.â
Yeonjun raises his hands in defense. âI get busy sometimes,â he says.
âWith coming to my dorm every other night?â you ask with a raised brow, walking into the next aisle.
Yeonjun drops a candy bar into the basket alongside the detergent. âNo, with lab stuff, and class stuff, and Spidey stuff,â he corrects. He picks up a bottle of your favorite drink as he passes by it on the shelf. âAnd with girlfriend stuff,â he adds sweetly.
âRight,â you say unconvincingly, smiling as you nod your head.
Yeonjun grabs a pair of sunglasses off a rack, placing them on his face and turning to you with a grin. âHow cool are these?â he asks, pointing at himself.
You laugh and lift the sunglasses up so they rest on his head. âSo cool,â you answer. You tilt your head to check the price on them. âYou should totally spend the last of your money on them.â
He pulls the glasses off his face to check the price tag, eyebrows raising in reaction. He puts them back on the rack. He canât get rid of the smile on his face as he watches you shop, endeared and swooned by every little thing you do. Itâs small moments like these that make him feel like the luckiest guy on earth.
âWe should get bandages. I canât believe you donât have any,â you say, looking for where the item would be in the store.
âThereâs a lot of things I donât have. Iâm operating on a limited budget,â he explains. Itâs not like he can tackle a job on top of everything else he does. Heâs grown accustomed to his ways of living, accepting that heâs become the male college student stereotype.
âIâm glad I stepped into your life then,â you say, throwing a box of bandages into your basket. âIâm actually scared youâd die without me.â
Yeonjun canât help but to laugh at that. âI would die without you,â he agrees. He follows you as you continue walking around the store, aimlessly searching for anything you might need. You stop when you feel your phone buzz, pulling out your phone upon receiving a notification, checking it curiously. He reads the message over your shoulder; itâs an alert from your local news station about some rescue mission for a bunch of dogs that ran loose from their shelter just now. You turn to him with a knowing smile.
âThatâs your cue, Spider-man.â
notes: god i loved writing this so muchâŚ. i hope u like spideyjjun just as much as i do<3 i would love to hear ur thoughts if u have anyyy!!! tysm for reading hehe
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"if yâall want more on specific characters just drop an ask i will gladly answer because it forces me to think about it" Okay.
Vylad.
(please)
guys iâm being so serious but Vylad has actually been so hard for me to figure out because he has such a pivotal role in my rewrite (even if he doesnât show up for the beginning part) and i need to get like. that good feel for him which I DONT HAVE đđ
anyways. as opposed to the more sure âthis is Vyladâ post like I did with Garroth and Laurance and Dante and whoever else, this is kind of gonna be me throwing stuff at a wall and seeing what sticks. itâs also gonna be me going over some concepts i have for him, even if theyâre ones i decided not to go with. you will see me connecting dots in real time. but i promise Vylad is so important and i want to get him to a point that feels right for me!!
okay so we keep the basic mcd lore. affair baby, shadow knight, brought Adelaide (Aphmau) into the world, all that. but iâm gonna start at the beginning
okay, affair baby. i very briefly entertained the thought of Vincent being his birth father, especially since I think the two could have some neat parallels and like obvious similarities yk. plus (and this is more minor) thereâs the fact that like, all of the RoâMeave kids have a name that starts with the same letter as their parents, so like⌠V and V. ykyk. i decided not to do that cause i feel like thatâd be a useless plot line anyway. iâm thinking more like Zianna sort of had a fling with a maritime merchant that often visited OâKhasis
so itâs obvious that Vylad is an affair baby. not only because of his very different appearance compared to his brothers but also because Garte literally announced it and humiliated Zianna. i havenât figured out the exacts of that but he publicly humiliated her to teach her a lesson
itâs also widely known that Garte hates Vylad. however despite this, Garte took Vylad in as a subtle manipulating âlook how kind i am taking in a child that isnât mineâ kind of way yk?? and in the public, at least when Vylad is young, Garte seems to treat him like his own. but in private itâs clear that Garte does not see Vylad as equal to the rest of the RoâMeave line and kind of shuns him. like he doesnât give Vylad the same resources his brothers had, especially in academic fields. so Vylad is kind of pushed to the side. Zane kind of plays into that to appease his father
he spends a lot of time with his mother, and with Garroth when Garte allows. Zianna and Garroth actually taught him to read, which is something heâs thankful for because he doesnât think he would have learned otherwise. Garroth was also the one that was always protecting Vylad from harsh punishments, and a large conflict for Garroth about going to the guard academy was leaving his brother to fend for himself
but Vylad and Zianna spent a lot of time together. their favorite place to frequent is Ziannaâs palace garden, where she teaches him the meanings of all sorts of plants and stuff. and when Garte locks Zianna away for whatever âlessonâ heâs teaching her, Vylad always finds a way in to keep talking with her. thatâs how he got so good at sneaking around later as a shadow knight
okay so as he got older he was sort of excluded more and more from public events. his absence kind of solidified in peoples heads like âoh Garte DOES NOT like this kidâŚâ but Vylad doesnât mind because he wouldnât consider himself to be made for these events like the rest of his family
okay so his death. it was something that was semi-planned?? so this kind of serves as a double purpose to also build tensions with Tuâla and all that. so what had happened is that a Tuâla spy infiltrated the OâKhasian guard. and that spy rose through the ranks and became one of Garteâs most trusted and Garte was eventually confiding in them that he wanted Vylad gone, even bringing up a premeditated assassination. the spy took it as an opportunity to kind of put OâKhasis against itself and took it upon themselves to kill Vylad. so his death wasnât exactly planned, but it was on its way.
so Vylad died when heâs about 16. and heâs actually one of the reasons i have shadow knights age the way they do because I considered having him be like forever sixteen, but i didnât really like that. i donât remember why though because i think thatâs a fire idea now i might change itâŚ
anyway heâs 16 when he dies. thatâs also another reason Garroth isnât very happy about his marriage to Nicole, because sheâs the same age his brother would be, but thatâs another topic iâve already yapped about
back to Vylad!! so he was turned into a shadow knight because it was known that heâs a RoâMeave, or at least introduced as one. because of this, Gene and whoever else (i havenât decided whoâs in charge) resurrect him assuming he has the blood of Esmund the Protector. when they discover that he doesnât, they also kind of discard him and hide him away
Vylad eventually breaks out. idk how. but he does. and the thing is he had devised this entire plan to start a new life for himself because he was getting tired of constantly being pushed to the side because he isnât who people want him to be. so when he breaks out, he steals an orb and herbs that Gene had been working with to plant false memories in someone. Vylad steals this stuff, goes to the Overworld, realizes he doesnât have a clue what to do, and goes into the sacred forest seeking the help of Hyria
his plan is to give himself a new slate. erase his memories and fabricate a new life for himself to liveâone where he would never disappoint anyone or be tossed away. he asks Hyria to help him, and she agrees
before she does that, though, she starts talking to Vylad about the Divine Warriors, warning him about dangers that may come with the memory change. she kind of sort of manipulated him into instead reincarnating Irene, and she kind of used the fact that Vylad is a people pleaser that just wants to be Vylad to convince him to take Irene.
he agrees. with the help of Hyria he created a fake life for this reincarnation to have lived and experience and hides those memories in the orb he stole. and then he starts his journey to find where to place her
now obviously we know he chose near Phoenix Drop. he chose this place because he had been scouting it out for a while beforehand and actually had the suspicion that the head guard was Garroth (who had faked his death at this point, but Vylad didnât know). so he places the staff or whatever nearby and is absolutely appalled when a whole person just comes out of it. he panics and then she starts waking up and Vylad doesnât know what to do and he remembers the orb and very quickly does the spell Hyria told him to do
and when she wakes up the first thing Vylad says to her is âGood morning, Adelaide. How did you sleep?â and he comes up with this whole story that sheâs a mercenary and then whatever else i decided that i canât remember now
and. Vylad named her Adelaide, and he named her that because it was a name his mother loves. she always said that if she had a daughter her name would be Adelaide, so to put some goodness into this new being he named her what the most good hearted person he knows would have
and until we get a proper introduction to him in my rewrite, Vylad will be a recurring motif. i havenât decided what exactly heâs going to mean, but he will often come to Adelaide in dreams or Adelaide will often talk fondly about the person she travelled with before settling in Phoenix Drop
overall Vylad is very insecure. he has this looming fear that everyone he comes across hates him and in an attempt to get people to like him, he ends up being a people pleaser or quiet altogether.
and thatâs all i have for him đ˘ i wish i had more for you anon because i love Vylad so much and heâs so important to me but alas. i hope you enjoyed this regardless
once again if you wanna know about a specific character just drop an ask! if be happy to answer :)
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Sometimes thinking about a character makes me so emotional that I NEED to just think of them as Hot Guy⢠sometimes. Like yes there is so much pain, and lore, and nuance, and suffering, all held within this character, but if I think about that every time I think about them I will literally never be happy again, sorry not sorry the hot guyification beam is coming straight for them
#this is about#jason todd#red hood#SPECIFICALLY. but i feel this way with a lot of characters actually đ#dick grayson#nightwing#richard grayson#tim drake#red robin#bruce wayne#batman#gojo satoru#satoru gojo#bakugo katsuki#katsuki bakugo#shouta aizawa#aizawa shouta#sans undertale#I DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT THAT ONE GO AWWWAAAYYYY#would you guys be mad at me if i tagged this with vector the crocodile LOLL#saeyoung choi#mystic messenger 707#jumin han#saeran choi#ray mystic messenger#peter parker#spiderman#I PROMISE I understand these characters like no other but FUCK BRO THEY MAKE ME CRYđ
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Like also about that Ryoma "Hinoka and the others (Takumi/Sakura)" moment like. Like esp given the circumstances you might not think to list everyone by name but like . There's. A word you can use. "Everyone". Why are you singling Hinoka out??? Or am I just reading into that as well (esp out of context like, the reason I didn't rb those isn't a huge one it's just been so long since I've done a full Fates run that I didn't have the context on hand/in my memory, so. Felt maybe it could have been an unfair reading?? Idk idk the most impactful thing Ryoma has done to me is going "I'm gonna kill you. Badly. Right Now." [Ryoma will wait 25 turns])
#also like. i tend to get really fixated on specific characters. which sometimes leads to me like#have zero thoughts about other major characters.#i have zero thoughts about ryoma. i appreciate hinoka i like her a lot. i am in SO DEEP for takumi#and what he has going on w corrin. and his supports w sakura are like so precious and dear to me like the support chain ever.#might also just be a case of me like. sometimes i just give back the same energy the chara gives me#like on the nohrian side leo is the one i have zero thoughts about. as a character i know Why he's like that#but like. could you be something different actually LMFAOOOO come on#like to me ryoma and leo fall into the 'go girl give us nothing' category. and i have no way of explaining it.#also i don't mean to be a hater LMFAO i'm just. speaking about my own personal feelings about them as charas#and also like. i'm sorry if you like them LMFAO they just do not resonate w me at all đ
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Ena in Dream BBQ and Work Culture
HELLO Dashboard!! Ever since i first played DBBQ i've found the entire game endlessly interesting (as have most people, LOL) But one of the most interesting, and in my opinion, most Potent things, is Ena's character and how she relates to the game's commentary on modern work culture.
So for anyone as much of a #SICKO as me đ Here's an embarrassingly long analysis of just that! There's SO much to talk about with this game, and even when I'm trying to focus on one specific idea with this post, I'm sure I'll still miss things, so just stick with me best you can OK? đ đ
My aim for this post is to allow you to understand Just how deep in the torment nexus Ena is, and to want to say "she should be at the club" Only to realize she can't even go to the club. She can't even go to the club. Because of Job. (Among other, hopefully more intelligently articulated things!)
SO, Let's just jump right in :D
First, to state the obviousâEna's literal entire life is her job. The only moods she expresses under normal circumstance are "smooth talking salesperson where every line is about working or trying to sell something" and "Stops keeping up the veneer and gets frustrated and pissed because she hates her stupid job."
This permeates every aspect of her characterâI don't think there's a single line in the game so far where she says like, Anything about herself. There's nothing about what she may want or what she may like. It's all about her fuckass job or the fuckass Boss.
And of course, even in gameplay aspects, you literally don't get a chance to choose whether you accept a job or not, like the thought of doing anything besides giving her time and energy for other people or her job's benefit doesn't even occur to her (Or, it can't occur to herâI doubt the Boss would want to allow her reprieve from anything at all, and I'm sure Ena would know this).

(^ Ena's reaction to being told to find a mythical figure that she maybe didn't even know existed cause Froggy sure as hell didn't to do a stupid job for Froggy's stupid ass. Like)
Maybe i'm reaching here, but I even find it interesting how her red hand has no fingers (besides a thumb). I feel like that represents a lack of individuality she has when she's in Salesperson mode, or at least, a lack of individuality she's been allowed. A lack of having a defined being cause it's all about this stupid job.
There's lots of avenues to go from here, but let's start with another big point of the game: Everybody hates her. Except for like, three characters, every NPC in the game either insults her, talks down to her, blatantly doesn't respect her, or Literally tells her nobody should be punished for being born except her. Typical day for Ena.
I'm not going to get into why I think this isâfor me there's not enough evidence to speculate with surety right nowâbut I think this does tie strongly into her commitment to her job. Ena working her ass off in every aspect of her life and earning nothing but disrespect for it is very reminiscent of real life work environments.
Think of how almost every NPC claims they are "the Boss" in such a way that many of them seem to want to be the Boss, like he's some kind of well-known or respected figure. The description for the game on Steam even says as much: "Play as ENA as she searches for the Boss that everyone wants to be."
(eg: "I am the B-O-S-S!"):

People wish they were the Boss, they want to be some kind of rich capitalist with power and fame, but when looking at someone who actually works for him, and probably is the reason the Boss has profit and success in the first place, they insult her and demean her no matter how much she gives herself to them and the Boss. I'm sure you can see the real life parallels here.
It's even possible one of the reasons Ena works so hard in the first place is as an attempt to earn respect from these people, or to make up for whatever everyone thinks she did that made everyone hate her so much. Especially considering...
Our society is one that tells its people that Work is unequivocally Good. Committing yourself to work is what everyone, no matter who they are or what they face, is what you have to do to be a valuable member of society, and to have any respect from other people in the slightest. It tells its people that you only have value as a living human being at all if you give your life to work.
Even though this blatantly isn't true. If people think you're the Wrong type of worker, or if people think your work isn't valuable, helpful, or that it doesn't require skill, you can work as hard as you want but you'll still be treated like shit. But, hey, work is still your duty as a member of society, right? Stop bitching and whining and pull yourself up by your bootstraps, right?
Needless to say, it's easy to see how this whole idea is being represented in DBBQ. She even knows how much she's sold herself to this, she just... Seems to have extremely casually accepted it all LOL, which, I mean... What else does she have the power to do?

This very casual and nonchalant acknowledgement of her lack of autonomy connects to another big point: Ena doesn't value herself, nor does she even know how to exist without being in a constant state of working.
Let's talk about the Purge: There's a LOT to get to here in terms of Ena herself LOL, but the intrigue starts before she even enters the party. Literally Froggy just saying she's about to enter an "Event" stops her in her tracks and worries her. Not to mention the next line...
This feels like an indication that despite how much she commits herself to it, Ena does "crave freedom" from her shitty job, although she can scarcely admit this anywhere else so far. Then, if you talk to this slime guy, you get some strange text.
As far as I know, the text for interacting with things doesn't look like this anywhere else in the game. And given that it looks exactly the same as how Ena's lines do in the Purge, it's seemingly the only peek we get into her internal monologue, and it is. Quite worrying! She literally can climb up a hellish freezing floating mountain and yet this is by far the most freaked out she gets in the entire game.




And then to actually get into the Purge, an Evil eye Ball tells her that she needs to give a literal arm or a leg to get in. And she just does it. Like no hesitation no further questions she just gives it away to the evil eye ball. Presumably for Good? Because the only reason she regains the arm later is because of Genie magic? Like Ena. Girl. Are we gonna talk about this at all.
But so many real life work environments expect you to give every part of yourself in order to be allowed to exist and live in society, including your physical being and critical parts of your personhood at all.
(Let me also say I find it intentional that she gave away her white arm. Whereas her red hand literally doesn't have fingers, the sharp claws she has on her white hand represent the individuality and unique identity she Does have. However, it's also the part of herself that's in conflict with her ability to be a Good Worker, that always does exactly what she's supposed to do, and never complains, and never gets in the way of her duties.)
She was already very distressed here, but it's a clear indication of how little she values herself. It was a motion to lose a part of herself just to reach the Genie, both for her stupid job, and possibly for the possibility of "freedom" from it all. And your average job these daysâno matter how important you are to your causeâwill drill it into you that your ability to be a good worker is infinitely more important than your existence as a person. It's easy to see how Ena may have internalized that.
And then she goes to the club one time and this happens
I won't get too deep into her dialogue with the NPCs here because I think their intention is pretty clear; Being in a place so antithetical to a work environment, and a place where she's supposed to let loose and have fun, is so distressing and impossible to even fathom for her that This Happens.
(see: "H-How can I leave this stupid event? M-my lame schedule is full,")
Like, everything at the Purge is insane, but this is a particularly heartbreaking line for me. One because of her job's shitty environment that's broken her down so muchâdo you think she EVER gets a break, because I sure don'tâbut also because of how it's conditioned her to not even believe she can "afford another minute of joy." Ena :[
Note how she's covered in these branches that started growing during Froggy's phone call, which look very similar to how she looks in this gag with the Shamanâit's literally her nervous system. In her scene with Mitu she even says she's feeling "sick," She's literally freaked out of her flipping Gourd with her goddamn Nerves On The Outside
Hell, even though Meanie's speaking (which, I mean, no shit, in another line she literally describes her job as "deplorable" đ), these sprites in the files are actually labelled "Anxiety", suggesting that she's SO freaked out by being somewhere supposed to be so opposite to her work she's become another variant of herself, a la Drunk Ena from Season 1.
I won't get much more into this, because @cube-cumb3r has a PHENOMENAL post I'll link in the notes that goes deeper into this stuff from the Purge and the "Anxiety" thing, And also gets more into theory territory than I do here! Please please go read that post, it is so damn good.
In any case, I think the scenes with the Purge NPCs are the biggest examples in the whole game of how much she hates her fuckass job, yet she can't be allowed to be anything besides a wage slave to it. And just as she's internalized everybody in her world's dislike of her, she hates herself for it.
So:
We've established that Ena's shitty job parallels the real life work conditions that plague our world, and that these conditions have caused her to devalue herself and believe she can't have any reprieve from them... but, what even is her job?
Apparently she's a salesperson, but what is she even selling? She tries to offer a "divestment opportunity", and tells the Witches she can show them how to "grow [their] own [boss]" which definitely falls in line with the Sales thing, but besides that it's still not clear, even when she talks to Froggy.
I suppose the "grow their own boss" line does sound a lot like the phrasing used in MLM schemes, with how they lure people in by telling them they can "be their own boss." The Receptionist also calls Ena a scammer and a conman, so maybe she is a sort of scammer, but, I also don't exactly think the Receptionist think she has the most reliable opinions of Ena LOL
She also calls her a "pink-collar slug", pink collar meaning a job traditionally associated with women, which. ??? I don't fully know where to go with that.. like ...Nothing she does harkens to... Any kind of job expected to be done by women, imo?? Um. Yeah idk i just thought that may be significant??/ đđđđ Listen man I can't know it all
Anyway. Maybe I'll be proven embarrassingly wrong when we receive more information in future chapters, but I think the lack of clarity on what she's supposed to be is representative of the games themes. The constant disrespect Ena receives makes her seem likely to be a low-tier worker, someone at the bottom of the ladder that people have no problems walking all over.
Because these types of jobs will treat you the same no matter who you are or what you're supposed to be doing. She's doing what the world tells her she needs to do in order to be a respected member of society, and yet she's also someone people feel comfortable treating poorly because she's at the bottomâbecause has no power of her own. It doesn't matter what she's supposed to be doing, it matters that she's the Wrong type of worker.
And how is she supposed to ever say anything for herself? It seems virtually baked into her Salesperson side to completely ignore past all the rude things these assholes say to her. After all, not only would that probably just make most people ruder to her (and impede her ability to complete jobs for them) isn't the customer always right?
...OK I will say her whole "Understood! Aim for the target!" line DOES seem like her overall job here is to fucking kill the Boss, but this is long enough already and the likely theme of Ena having a violent streak and whatnot is another beast entirely that I am NOT getting into here đđ
Besides, maybe she has no clearly defined job because we've already seen exactly what it is. To sell her life, time, and emotions to whatever all these clowns ask of her, and to receive no reward besides another goddamn job to do.
I think future chapters may delve more into Ena's true feelings on her situation, and possibly even how she'll get freedom from it. Allow me to mention the scenes with Theodora, wherein if you try to "aspire to receive a blissful life" Theodora just tells Ena "You can't aspire for more than what you are capable of." (LIKE OKAYYYY.... RUDE MUCH????)
Until, finally:
How is her mindâcontaining a desire for freedomâsupposed to be in harmony with the letters it spits out, when she's been so conditioned that the only thing she's allowed to be is a worker?
Now, even I still have a lot of questions after this. Like: What has happened in Ena's past that made her this way? How and why did she take this job in the first place? What is up with the "Guys wait, I'm not doing what you say I'm doing" scene I literally didn't even mention that once here. Why should nobody be punished for being born except poor damn Ena, and does it relate to any of the themes I just talked about?
I... don't know. Like I actually truly have no idea. But I have confidence, even if it's in a delightfully vague and abstract Ena-typical way, that we'll find out eventually.
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ORORUN REDRAW GUIDE !
i think weâve all seen the atrocity that is genshinâs unreleased character, ororun. the entirety of natlan is a mess really, but as a yoruba person myself i CANNOT keep quiet about ororun specifically.
outside yoruba mythology, in yoruba, âOlorunâ (the name ororun is based on, pronounced o-law-roon , with o pronounced as in orange and the âroonâ pronounced shortly, not dragged on at all) is actually the same word we often use to refer to God in Christianity. Christianity is the primary religion among us yorubas so honestly, i was kinda glad they misspelled his name. it would feel SO disrespectful referring to whatever that thing is with the same word we use to refer to God who we actually worship. religion aside, genshinâs depiction of Olorun (cultural god, not Christian one) is downright disgusting. iâd never paid too much attention to genshin and its poor representation, but now that my culture has fallen victim to it, i completely understand all the outrage.
edit: please note that while we use âOlorunâ to refer to the Christian God, Olorun is just a general word for âgodâ itself ! for example if i say âGod in heavenâ and âgod of thunderâ we know iâm referring to two different beings, in yoruba itâs the kind of the sameâthe same word is used to refer to both the Christian and other gods, but we know itâs different, even though olorun can be capitalized regardless of what god weâre talking about (unlike english where the Christian God is capitalized and other gods arenât) at the end of the day though, when we say âolorunâ even without context, we are usually referring to the christian God !
1. PLEASE DO NOT DRAW HIM WITH ANIMAL EARS !

iâve noticed that hoyoverse has this nasty habit of portraying every dark skinned character as wild or animal-esque. kaeya seems to be the only exception to this. even xinyan, though lacking any animal features, has this wild energy to her. some might call it a stretch, but i feel like her features are pretty feline in comparison to other liyue characters.
Olorun in our culture is the supreme god of the heavens. In my opinion, it is disrespectful to liken him to something akin to an animal. normally i wouldnât even mind that much, but with how hoyo makes its few dark characters more and more like animals, i canât help but feel weird about it. its really off putting.
2. HIS HAIR WOULD NOT BE CURLY !

majority of nigerians have 4C HAIR. not wavy hair or loose curls. some have 4B, but 4C is the usual here, that is, kinky or coily hair. Olorun is often portrayed as bald in traditional art, but trust me if he had hair his hair would resemble his peopleâs, not Tylaâs.
DREADLOCKS ARE A YES ! outside nigeria, locking hair is pretty common, but in nigeria a lot of people have locks naturally. our hair sometimes just grows out that way, no treatment no nothing. dreads are 100% an appropriate style, they look good asf too.
3. PLEASE USE CULTURAL FABRICS IN YOUR DESIGNS !
when i saw ororunâs outfit, i almost started crying. they couldnât even bother to dress him up a little. they really dressed my brother in a scarf and cape and called it a day đ upon how fashionable we nigerians are know to be, hoyoverse still made it their mission to embarrass us stylistically. God knows my people have suffered man đ

ankara is a traditional nigerian fabric that features bright colors and lots of patterned designs. see below:



here in 9ja, we love our ankara. itâs a big part of our fashion here and trust me it would look excellent in your designs. itâs perfectly fine to draw ororun in normal fabrics since heâs a deity and itâs not like ankara existed back then, but if you really want to represent nigeria, ankara is a must đ
iâm going to address another fashion piece because if you search up nigerian fashion youâll see it a lot: beads.

these orange beads are igbo (another tribe here in nigeria) NOT yoruba. does this mean you canât use it in olorunâs design ? no ! let me explain. tbh, here in nigeria thereâs a bit of...tension between clans. itâs not that common, but older people are definitely a lot more tribalist. as a yoruba i love my igbo brothers and sisters, i truly believe theyâre the most fashionable clan and i adore their festivities, they always go over the top. please, just look at them:
(only one image because of image caps, ugh)

anyway, we yorubas wear beads too. but the specific way the beads are worn around the head and in multiple layers round the neck is igbo, not yoruba. though i personally wouldnât care too much if i saw olorun with igbo beads since all i want is for him to at least look nigerian, at the end of the day he is a yoruba deity. it might be disrespectful to dress the god of one clan as if he belongs to another, especially since there is so much historical ( and very slight but uncommon present ) day tension between both clans.
hereâs a more yoruba outfit. sorry yall, it might be hard for you to distinguish if youâre not yoruba or igbo, but a lot of nigerians can tell the difference at a glance. ( actually nowadays, there is so much overlap between yoruba and igbo fashion, but there are many specific styles that may be associated with one tribe and not the other, for example how beads are worn in the above paragraph ) please do your research, heâs not only a nigerian god, but a yoruba one.

one more thing, because i know it will start discourse : skin tone.
nigerians have a very diverse range of skin tones. some of us are so pale, if not for our afrocentric features we could maybe pass for another race. however, ororun is yoruba.
light skinned nigerians are usually igbo. not to say that yorubas canât be light skin, but here in nigeria if you saw a light skinned person, weâd automatically assume they were igbo. igbo people usually have lighter skin tones. majority of yorubas fall on the more milk to dark chocolate end of the skin tone spectrum. iâm saying this now because i know a lot of people are going to start arguments over ororun being redrawn as âtoo lightâ or âtoo dark.â i donât really care about complexion, but i thought iâd help you all get your facts right.
thatâs it ! if you read all this iâm super thankful. i donât usually post about this kind of stuff but i honestly love my country and could go on about it for days. nigeria is such a beautiful place with a diverse range of culturesâ from hausas to fulanis to so many more. natlan was supposed to be Africaâs time to shine, as well as latin americans, but hoyoverse said fuck you and your people. they did this to an extent with sumeru but natlan was done straight up dirtyânot a single melanated character in sight, and the only one who does have melanin, iansan, looks so desaturated you might as well call her grey. i saw someone on tiktok call mualani a dark skinned characterâit was at that point that i knew genshin was done for.
please REBLOG this post so it reaches more people and artists in the fandom !! this is literally the third time iâm making this post because tumblr refuses to show it in the tags for some reason đ i encourage other cultures who feel misrepresented to make posts like this too. itâs a perfect opportunity to educate and inform people about the diverse cultures genshin has once again failed to represent properly.
Hoyo has never been one to make customer satisfaction their top priority, but weâve been able to call them out before and i truly believe we can do it again. Natlan is not poor design choice. it is blatant racism, a nation based on POC ethnicities with not a single colored character insight. Hoyoverse has been able to escape racism accusations for as long as i can remember, but natlan is the icing on the cake. we CANNOT allow hoyo to proceed as planned without giving them the appropriate backlash.
Also, if you redraw ororun using this guide, make sure to tag me here or on my main blog, @heartkaji !! iâd love to see all your redesigns. once again, thank you all for reading and have an amazing day !!
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hhheeeyyy... do you mind doing a gyeong-su nsfw alphabet? i get we dont know much abt the fella but shdbsj.. /vvnf
i wasnât sure if you meant the aouad or squid game but iâm doing both either wayđ
Gyeong su NSFW alphabet

A = Aftercare (what theyâre like after sex)
Heâs mainly awkward but does clean you up, he does anything you ask him to make you feel comfortable
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerâs)
his favorite body part about you is your neck, he doesnât even know why he just loves to mark you with his hickeys and nuzzle his nose into it
His favorite body part about himself is probably just his arms, he doesnât even have a specific reasons nor does it even help you to make you feel good but he just lowkey admires them
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He loves to cover your ass with his cum, he doesnât mind pulling out but does love the feeling of his cock pumping all his cum out inside you
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
His dirty secret is probably fucking you T.O.P playlist or his bands songs
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyâre doing?)
Heâs experienced but doesnât have sex often, other than that he knows whatâs going on
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Just simple, missionary, he likes to see your face or the way your tits bounce each thrust he makes into you
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
definitely the goofy type, he makes jokes but not a lot, like when heâs fucking you heâll just crack a small sex joke than goes back to grunting
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Heâs groomed, he doesnât really care about that much, but heâll groom just for you
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He gets very romantic, he goes all out like for valentines he decorates the room and when you come home heâs in his boxers holding a rose in his mouth
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
he doesnât jerk off, maybe once or twice
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
He doesnât have much kinks, he just haves sex maybe a bit of hair pulling, degrading, and praising
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Simple, the bed
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Dirty talk
N = No (something they wouldnât do, turn offs)
anything that causes pain
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He prefers giving, and receiving, itâs an equal 50%
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
He doesnât mind what pace you want him to go, he just wants to be able to make you feel good
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He loves the feeling of quickies in public or feeling that rush thru his body, causing him to fuck you even harder
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He likes the feeling of taking the risk but hates actually getting caught, it really depends if he feels rebellious đ
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He can last a few rounds but mainly like 3-4
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
no toys
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Heâs not a big fan of teasing
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
As a top he doesnât make much noises just grunts and heavy breathing
As a sub he does moan a bit high pitched and whimper
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He fucked you at the Thanos concert
X = X-ray (letâs see whatâs going on under those clothes)
a solid 7
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Not that high but he does have sex with you when you want it
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards
He lowkey tires himself out and accidentally falls asleep the moment he pulls out and gets next to you
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Hello old friends𫶠Hope things are wellâď¸ Dropping by to specifically ask whether anyone would be interested in commissioning some NSFW Harry Potter art? I need some extra earnings, I miss drawing, figured I could open 2-4 commission slots? DM me if youâre interested!đśď¸
SLOTS TAKEN𼚠(Iâll let you know if I open more!)
Details: a two-character, fully rendered, minimal background piece would cost ~80 USD, a little cheaper if single-character or flat color. Must have PayPal to pay. Any questions, DM to ask!đđź
And yes, Iâd prefer Harry Potter characters only! Although Iâd make an exception for these ships: Catradora, Piltoverâs Finest, Korrasami, Villaneve, Zutara.
Thank you either way!!â¤ď¸ I miss you all so much you have no ideađđđ
Also, since Iâm here, hereâs a quick personal update:
Iâm doing ok! A little rough on the edges, but ok𫡠Iâve been in a pretty bad autistic burnout for the past 2-3 years (yeah, official âtism diagnosis acquiredđ), so my limited capacity has been exhausted by working, settling into my new home, therapy, and just generally trying to figure shit out𼴠But art is still a huge part of my life, though now Iâm dabbling in a multitude of other hobbies (abstract drawing/painting, crocheting, beading, clay, writing, etc.). Nonetheless, I still think about the fandom and the characters frequently, just donât have enough time and energy to actually create or finish projects I had already started𤧠I wonder how many of you have also moved on during the recent years, probably a lot⌠Feel free to drop a hello if youâre still here, itâs always lovely to hear from youâ¤ď¸đ
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hi hi, so excited to see that you opened requests! i love your character analysis posts sm :)
iâd like to request rook, vil, & leona headcanons with a gn s/o who has a weaker immune system and gets sick/tired easily but has a bad habit of being reckless with their own health.
like half of the requests so far are incredibly specific to me and things I experience đ thank you all
summary: immunocompromised reader type of post: headcanons characters: leona, vil, rook additional info: romantic or platonic, reader is gender neutral, reader is not specified to be yuu, mentions of illness!
*ŕŠâŠâ§âË
Leona may act apathetic, but that's not him
sooo not him
you drive him mad with the way you take care of yourself
just one word from you, and he'd have every doctor in every direction at your bedside
but nooope
"I'm okay, just tired," "don't worry, it happens all the time," 'I'll be fine!"
some days he just wants to sling you over his shoulder and carry you to the nurse himself
he begrudgingly settles for sending over herbs and tea, and dragging you to his bed for cuddles when you're sick
*ŕŠâŠâ§âË
not unlike Leona, Vil isn't too pleased
you'd almost worried him to death the first time you got sick
he had his favorite doctor on speed dial when you casually dropped the "oh, I get sick all the time. I'll be fine," on him
which does not help
now, unlike Leona, Vil doesn't trust that you'll actually take his word
sick? he's at your bedside every second he can spare
healthy? he's stocking your kitchen with vitamins and supplements that'll boost your immune system
it's almost cute how he fusses over you
a little overbearing, but cute!
*ŕŠâŠâ§âË
unsurprisingly, Rook knows before you tell him
he's spent months by your side (and outside your window)
and, of course, even your illness piques his curiosity
a few weeks in, he'd already picked up a book or two on medicine and diagnosed you from there
"sorry, this happens a lot," but he already knows, and there's already a basket on your doorstep with medicine, vitamins, snacks and little handwritten love notes from him
sometimes it happens before you even feel sick
how does he know?
he just... does!
#twisted wonderland x reader#twst x reader#queued#leona kingscholar x reader#vil schoenheit x reader#rook hunt x reader
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Whiteboard doodles for today !
Tang Shen supremacy 5ever- đŤś
I desperately want a 2012 timeline to exist where Shredder gets redeemed (At least, as much as he can realistically speaking-) and Tang Shen never passes away- But I know it's kind of impossible for both those things to exist at the same time,, đ Lmao
But imagine if Yoshi (Splinter) acknowledged Saki's (Shredder's) deteriorating mental health (Which is canon. Have you seen this man in Season 4? LMAO) and tries to reach out more. Despite knowing how much his brother wants his dead. Despite knowing he's the reason his wife is gone and his daughter didn't know he existed for years / painted him as her Mother's murderer.
Because if you really dissect Saki as a character, he's kind of an understandable / "relatable" antagonist-?? His biological Father (Honestly whole family I'm sure-) was murdered by his new adoptive Father (Yoshi's), his entire clan was taken out and he was swiftly indoctrinated into the Hamato Clan as an infant, I'm sure he practically got the Naruto treatment from the Hamato Clan (Always being judged for descending from the Foot Clan, like he asked for that or something-), Yoshi presumably was treated significantly better than him + was most definitely the favorite child between the two of them when it came to their Father-
This is getting a little theoretical here, since we don't exactly know the timeline between Tang Shen and Yoshi & Saki, but my personal opinion is that:
Saki met Tang Shen first- He had a very surreal connection with her and finally felt understood by somebody / wasn't treated differently because of his bloodline connections, right. Probably because he still has a lot of growth to do as a person, they had a falling out and the relationship ended (Tang Shen absolutely being the one to call it off-). Then after some time she ends up being in a romantic relationship with Yoshi and stays with him. To me, this is the most logical course of events considering what we see in the S3 episode, "Tale of the Yokai"-
But the reason I explained all this is because I feel like this is yet another thing that Saki feels the Hamato Clan has stolen from him. He has nothing, everything that he did have was taken from him, and he's treated as some sort of vile creature that needs to be "shown the proper path". I also want to throw out the possibility that their Father (Yoshi's Father-) being an unreliable narrator, since we don't get a lot of context behind the Foot Clan and whether or not they were actually bad people- I know historically speaking, the Foot Clan has always been the villains in this franchise, but for 2012 specifically we never truly got any proof of that (in my opinion) prior to Shredder's reign as head of the Foot- You know what I mean? (Though I know this is yet another thing that can be chalked up to poor writing / world building-)
During the same episode, "Tale of the Yokai", we witness Saki openly call out Yoshi for not caring about Tang Shen enough and for not caring about him. This is something I'd also love to get into at some point, since I think this would've been a really deep and complicated Character Arc for Splinter to have potentially gone through ! Because in my personal opinion, I don't think Splinter doesn't care about the people that he claims to care about + love immensely, I just think he doesn't show it in the way that he believes he is showing it- He doesn't always understand how his actions are being perceived by those people, you know what I mean?? That's exactly why I say Shredder should have had a Redemption Arc and Splinter should have been a huge part of that, because at the end of the day you can understand why Saki is so upset as a person-?? All he wanted was somebody to genuinely love him for who he was and not try to change him or blame him for something he wasn't even alive for at the time. I think Splinter really needed to prove to him that he does love him. I also think Splinter should go through similar efforts with his sons first before making an attempt with Saki- Since I know a lot of people have issues with his parenting / feel he didn't love any of his sons except Leo (Which I half agree, half disagree- Also talking about Splinter's lack of self-awareness or situational awareness sometimes, I feel like that's why he never really addressed the favoritism with Leo.,, Because he was his Father's favorite child, so why would he have that kind of self-reflection when he didn't notice it between himself and his brother- You know? đ).
The point is, I think Saki is just a deeply hurt / scarred man and because he was constantly left his own devices and quite frankly self-isolated, he just got worse and worse,, You can honestly see that deterioration throughout the series with how delusional he becomes towards the end- I promise I'll stop yapping after this, but can we talk about the moment that Shredder had during the S4 episode, "The Super Shredder" when he was describing constantly seeing Splinter in his nightmares and him having this condescending face all the time-?? đ
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what pet names do you think that the jjk characters would use for their lovers đĽşđĽş
uve unlocked a very specific demon in me with this cos the idea of them using pet names makes me feral i fear
ask and you shall receive đââď¸đââď¸đââď¸
characters: satoru gojo, suguru geto, toji fushiguro, choso kamo, shoko ieiri, yuki tsukumo
satoru gojo:
⢠itâs a laundry list dawg
⢠the normal ones: sweets, sugar, angel, baby, pretty
⢠he doesnât even call you by your name anymore. thereâs always soooome sort of pet name he drops instead of your actual name. he overuses pretty, sugar, and sweets the most. cos heâs gotta let you know at every second that youâre pretty. PRETTY. pretty pretty pretty. sometimes attached âgirlâ or âboyâ after pretty, ex: pretty girl pretty boy. sugar and sweets are cos youâre sweet like candyyyyy which makes you groan
⢠he uses baby regularly but heâs sure to use it when youâre annoyed with him cos he sings baby by justin bieber. satoru drops to his knees like âBABY BABY BABY OOOOOH LIKE BABY BABY BABY NOOOOO LIKE BABY BABY BABY OOOOOH THOUGHT YOUâD ALWAYS BE MINEEEE MINEEEEEE đŤâ. you have to stop him when he gets to the ludacris verse
⢠the unserious ones: all of these are used to mess with you or embarrass you in front of others. pookie, pookie biscuit, snugglemuffin, babycakes, boo boo bear, sugar lips, toots, kitten, honey bunches of oats
suguru geto:
⢠30% of the time he calls you by your name but the other 70% is a surprisingly long list of pet names
⢠angel, doll, beautiful, gorgeous, sweetheart, darling, pretty or pretty baby, sometimes babydoll
⢠ik a lot of people say heâd use âmy loveâ or âloveâ but idkkkk iâm not feeling it for him đŁ even though he Is a romanticâŚ
⢠angel doll and sweetheart are the main ones that he uses imo. he likes to put âmyâ in front of angel with his possessive ass
⢠for fem!reader he uses princess, (âmyâ) pretty girl, (âmyâ) sweet girl⌠giggle giggle
toji fushiguro:
⢠eaaaaasy. cutie, sugar, babes, doll for sure đđââď¸
⢠cutie is used teasingly for the most part imo
⢠for fem!reader he uses princess too but also ma/mama. which i get Conflicted about sometimes but also im like⌠heheheheheâŚâŚâŚ yeah heâd say that shit and Iâd kick my feet a bit idk!
choso kamo:
⢠very romantic and clichĂŠ, almost corny pet names đđ
⢠lovely, my love, darling, bunny, sunshine, treasure are the ones he uses methinks. mainly lovely and darling
⢠again im kinda conflicted about my love⌠maybe i just donât like that endearment now that i think about it???&42$ but anyways 40% of me thinks that heâd use âmy loveâ and the other 60% is like đ
đ˝ââď¸ naw
⢠he usually puts âmyâ in front of treasure
shoko ieiri:
⢠ughhhtnwygbykdhwbrd now im rlly kicking my feet⌠writing about her in my nonexistent diary
⢠angel, princess (IM BUSTINGGGGG okay sorry), beautiful, pretty, cutie, babe
⢠princess and angel are her #1âs đđ˝ trust me
⢠just like toji, she uses cutie in a teasing way!! especially when you do something that she finds amusing/cute
⢠she refers to you as âthe wifeâ around others in a bit of a joking way. shokoâll be like âgotta go, the wifeâs at home and sheâll kill me if iâm not back at 6â and âthe wife wants me to go to the storeâ
yuki tsukumo:
⢠starts yowling like a cat in heat
⢠sorry
⢠princess đŁđŁđŁ, bunny, pretty girl, sweet girl, angel, cutie, wifey, baby
⢠itâs rare that she calls you by your name. itâs typically princess, bunny, wifey, and pretty girl with the others sprinkled in occasionally
⢠just like shoko she also does the âthe wifeâ thing around others when sheâs referring to you :3 sheâll do it to your face too. like âwhatever the wife wants, the wife gets đââď¸â
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quick question- I was a bit confused in some dialogue during book 1 lol đđ Itâs during the later chapters when riddle has collared both ace and deuce after theyâve challenged him for his seat. More specifically, the part where yuu calls riddle out for his behavior (rightfully so) and he responds by insulting them and their parents I believe?
The confusion stems from aceyuu shippers (just wanted to clarify Iâm not self shipping lmao) where they say ace ends up punching riddle because heâs explicitly defending yuuâs honor or whatever but i also see other people (non-shippers) who say ace punched riddle because he insulted ace and/or deuceâs parents? Im not quite sure which one it is and went back in the actual game to check but i feel like the wording of riddleâs insults is a bit vague? Idk, maybe im just being a bit of a dum dum and canât properly comprehend the scene even though itâs quite simple. I feel like itâs also just because i see a lot of people saying different stuff and just wanted to hear your thoughts on it if thatâs okay?
I just feel like you really understand both the story and characters in that regard haha
P.S. your posts r genuinely very informative and helpful especially for people like me who kinda have no media literacy (not in a negative way!!) pls keep up the good work youâre rlly great at it <333
Hmmm, I see đ¤
Before I get to responding to this question, I want to preface this with a few disclaimers! Firstly, I do not mean to invalidate or detract from Ace x Yuu shippers or anyone who may interpret their relationship as romantic. You should ship what you like and have fun doing it. My reply aims to be more objective, but that should NOT impede on your enjoyment or whatever it is you choose to ship. Secondly, for those who donât ship Ace x Yuu, I will be discussing the pairing later on in this post, so please keep this in mind.
Let's first look at how the game and how it depicts the scene. This occurs in 1-22, shortly after Riddle collars Ace and Deuce in their duel for the dorm leader seat. With his victory secured, Riddle begins to gloat about how this is proof that he is "the most correct". At this point, Yuu/the player character is granted two dialogue options:
If you choose "But that's not right!", Riddle replies with, "I am the one who decides what is wrong and right! What sort of pitiful education have you received, that you cannot follow such simple rules?"
If you choose "You can't just use rules to do whatever you please!", then Riddle replies with, "If there were no penalties, no one would follow the rules. I have to wonder what sort of pitiful education left you unable to comprehend so simple a concept."
However, no matter which dialogue option you choose, Riddle continues on to say, "Clearly, you were born to parents with no great magical capability. And as a result... You lack even the basic education necessary to attend a school such as this. It's quite sad."
Deuce becomes upset after hearing this--but before he is able to act, Ace is already on his feet and manages to deck his dorm leader in the face.
Based on the fact that Riddle seems to react to something that Yuu says, the framing here implies that the "you" Riddle is using refers to them specifically. As you can see above, both Ace and Deuce take offense to what Riddle says, but it is Ace that acts preemptively and attacks Riddle for his rudeness. This is what Ace x Yuu shippers will point to as a defining moment in their relationship (though, to be clear, this scene can definitely also be interpreted as platonic!!).
⌠Buuut itâs not completely clear that Riddle is explicitly directing any and all insults towards Yuu and Yuu alone, even if Yuu was the one to prompt his tirade. Due to the visual novel style format of the game, we have limited assets to base our interpretations off of, so going by the game alone may not be entirely accurate to what is happening in this scene. For example, we don't know how the characters are oriented relative to one another. It's possible that Riddle responds to Yuu's dialogue and then turns away to berate Yuu, Ace, and Deuce for their stupidity, since all three of them are, in his eyes, rule-breakers. We simply cannot tell due to the constraints of a visual novel. Letâs consult the manga adaptation and see how that presents 1-22.
In the Episode of Heartslabyul, the framing of the panels centers Riddle and Adeuce; Yuuken is not involved whatsoever. (On a prior page, all Yuuken remarks on is how fast Riddle is able to cast his spell; Yuuken has no lines similar to game!Yuuâs earlierdialogue options.) Riddle stands imposing over his opponents and rants at Ace and Deuce about their lack of an education. You can see that it really strikes a nerve with Deuce (whom we learned used to be a delinquent prior to NRC). This still results in Yuu punching Riddle.
The manga seems to imply that Riddle is not insulting Yuu, but rather Adeuce. This makes sense to me, given that though all of them are rebels to Heartslabyulâs strict rules, Adeuce are the two who most directly challenge his authority.
You can see in a close-up panel that Deuce is gritting his teeth and trying to hold himself back from going at Riddle. The text in that panel involves the mention of parents who cannot use magicâwhich just so happens to be true of Deuceâs mother. The same mother that he worked so hard to make proud of, the mother he turned over a new leaf for. But again, itâs Ace that gets the hit in. Why is that?
Letâs check out our final source, the first volume of the light novel. On pages 319 and 320:


Riddle very clearly states âAnd as for you two.â This clearly refers to the fallen Ace and Deuce. He then unleashes his barrage of insults at them. Again, not at Yuu, but at Ace and Deuce. The text even goes on to remind us that Deuce would be especially rattled by Riddleâs words because of how he had come to NRC for the sake of his mom. In this version, we see our Yuu (Yuuya) being more involved by trying to keep Deuce from lashing out. Like in the game, however, Ace still gets in that punch on his dorm leader.
Okay, so⌠The game, manga, and light novels are different iterations of the same base story. Based on which you consume, you could walk away with an entirely different understanding of the scene in question. The game, being the most interactive medium with a self-insert main character, a gacha game which makes $$$ from endearing the characters to us, has the set-up which is most conducive for yumeshipping and thus making the player feel beloved and important in 1-22. This is obvious if you also consider that many fanservicey lines from other parts of the game (such as Ace wanting to sleep in Yuuâs room) being left out of the manga. It's also entirely possible that Riddle first reacts to what Yuu says, and THEN shifts his attention to address the group rather than just Yuu. The manga, with a more standoffish and level-headed Yuu, doesnât speak up like game!Yuu does, so Riddle instead directly insults Ace and Deuce. The light novel, which features a timid and non-confrontational Yuu, is focused on deescalating the situation. And, like the manga, the light novel is NOT interactive and so it doesnât need to concern itself with making the player feel special. Riddle isnât mandated to acknowledge Yuu; he can instead be mad at Ace and Deuce all he likes.
If we were to combine information from across the game, manga, and light novel to decipher what is âtrulyâ happening, hereâs how I see it!
The light novel contains a scene exclusive to it on pages 176 and 177. As Ace is making himself comfortable at Ramshackle, he formally apologizes to Yuuya for being mean to him in the prologue. Ace explains that his meanness was because he thought that Yuuya had bullied his way to be admitted to NRC under special circumstances. â[âŚ] the rest of us had to work our butts off to get in, and you just sorta walked in.â He proclaims that this was unfair, so it annoyed him.


This makes a lot of sense for Aceâs character. In book 7 of the main story, he expresses that he is insecure about being an ordinary mage and that he hadnât even developed his UM yet. (Coincidentally, he has a Chat where he praises the Queen of Hearts for having no special magic but still being able to make it bigâperhaps because her circumstances remind Ace of himself?) He calls himself lame and pathetic, someone who is always looking for an excuse to take the easy way out. This is in spite of the bravado he puts on and how he often brags about being better or smarter than Deuce (most notably in book 5). If we believe the light novel dialogue, Ace worked hard to get invited to NRC. He has pride in earning this, and he has something to prove while he is there. Recall that his older brother is an alumnus of the school, and that his own father is a magicless human. Ace canonically has a good relationship with both of these family members and often bonds with them through little things like card trick competitions. When Riddle insults Ace's background... he is also insulting Ace's brother and father. He is also insulting all the effort Ace put forth to get into NRC in the first place. Ace would of course lose it--especially when he has been the primary victim of Riddle's rage for most of book 1. He's the first to be collared, the one who had to apologize and attempted to make an apology tart (which got rejected). Bro's fed UP having to bend the knee to a tyrant and sick of watching everyone else do the same. The punch that comes out of it seems to me like the result of all Ace's pent-up frustrations, as well as his own fury at Riddle speaking ill of him and his family.
While Ace is unquestionably willing to ride or die for Yuu in books 4 (he takes a long public transit route from the Queendom to Sage's Island after receiving a SOS text from them) and 6 (he tries to protect his friends from Ferrymen)... I think book 1's a bit too early for him to be SO loyal to Yuu that he'd get this angry on their behalf and sock Riddle. (Book 1 takes place during the first week of school; Ace seems to have only known Yuu for a few days at this point + hasn't really hung out with them besides sleeping over at Ramshackle since he's not allowed back at Heartslabyul.) His punch definitely feels fueled by a bunch of other things rather than being extremely motivated to defend Yuu's honor. I think maybe a case could be made for the game specifically, since that's the only version where Yuu is potentially addressed rather than Ace and Deuce being addressed. However, this does take some extrapolation. You'd have to assume that Ace is actually very attached to Yuu this early on or pair it with the idea that Ace is sensitive about magicless humans in general being discriminated against because of his own father being magicless (ie Ace was insulted by proxy, even if Riddle might have aimed the comments at Yuu). Not sure if the latter argument holds up very well though, considering that Ace himself did discriminate against Yuu in the prologue because they lacked magic. Likewise, he doesn't get mad for Fellow and Gidel in Playful Land when they share about being looked down on for not being magically inclined. But hey, maybe that was just Ace being in denial and acting contrary in order to cope with his own complicated feelings on the topic. Heâs been known to behave like this anyway, acting cocky despite having no UM and denying that Yuu would go home (even though we later find out he deeply does not wish for this to happen).
I definitely think that many of the game-exclusive lines and content are there as fanservice for the players, who are encouraged to project or to self-insert as Yuu. Ace in particular is one of the characters who gets a ton of this kind of yumejoshi bait-y stuff. Everyone has it to some extent, but Ace is one of the rare few who has several pretty overt instances in the main story (whereas most other characters have their fanservice content relegated to voice lines and maybe some events). On top of this scene (which could potentially read as "Ace defending Yuu's honor"), we have: multiple instances of Ace offering to share a room/bed with Yuu (once in book 1, again in book 3), he has shared his number with Yuu and invites them to call him if they "miss him", Ace's entire book 7 dream revolving around a reality in which Yuu is able to freely traverse between Twisted Wonderland and their original world (furthermore, he is the ONLY dreamer we have seen in which Yuu is involved in the dream), etc. Ace is also known to frequently tease Yuu, and, on top of having several voice lines inviting them to hang out, is actually shown hanging out with them and caring about them in various vignettes and events. For example, he has movie nights with Yuu (Idia's Labwear vignettes), asks for their opinion on whether or not he looks the part to woo the Ghost Bride, rides roller coasters with them in Playful Land while previously complaining that his ex-girlfriend wouldnât, and worries for where Yuu might be (Endless Halloween Night). With this abundance of Ace and Yuu content, I can see why people that have the shipping goggles on--and even those who don't--might interpret early scenes as Ace acting out for Yuu's sake, be it romantically or platonically. More objectively speaking and when considering the manga + light novel though, I don't think I personally read 1-22 that way. I enjoy Ace as a character and I support Ace x Yuu shippers, but the evidence and context suggests that he's venting other frustrations to me.
Again though, this is just my interpretation. Feel free to use this information however youâd like and come to your own conclusion.
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hi! Iâm the anon who sent the naruto headcanons and I wanted to say that I loved them! I was wondering if you could please do more of them, always with team 7 and how the act at the beginning of a relationship/how they keep courting the male/gn reader, maybe how they act when theyâre feeling jealous. Thank you again!
Relationship + Jealousy Headcanons
Pairing: Characters x Gn!Ninja!Reader (teammate)
Character(s): Naruto Uzumaki, Sakura Haruno, Sasuke Uchiha
A/n : Iâm glad you loved the first ones and I hope you enjoy these too :]
Naruto Uzumaki

Once you start dating heâs in between these two categories: clingy and shy
One second heâd be the hyperactive person we all know (and love) him to be
Going on about Hokage stuff, ramen or honestly anything that comes up in that empty brain of his
Then heâd suddenly become like weirdly self aware, stiff up, turn to you, and continue but with a blush and be more quiet about his interests than before
You could assume itâs him being insecure but he really just gets bashful sometimes
I mean cmon
Heâs probs had a crush on you for years and when you get together- youâre like the only person who would even consider him as a potential partner (in his mind)
Especially with how people treated him
Gradually he does get comfortable again, I mean at one point you guys were friends and he was really open about everything
Well eventually it gets to that point again
Just that this time whenever heâs being bold, he turns to you all bashful and turns back away and continues rambling
Heâs really stupid but in an endearing way
Naruto is obviously pretty strong, head on and stubborn- we all know that
So imagine some idiot bumping into you and spilling all your stuff
Well Naruto ainât letting it slide and confronts the person
Whatever stage of life you guys are at, this will go sorta different
Yet weirdly the same-
If you guys are younger, like when team 7 is still the og team 7
Then heâd be stubborn and be really confrontational- going as far as insulting the person and ordering them to help pick your stuff up (whether they do it or not- I canât say)
If youâre older/mid teens then heâs the same honestly đ
No matter what heâd still have this âdumbâ air around him and donât think Iâm saying it as a bad thing
Because it really is endearing
Heâll always have your back
This was all to say that heâs pretty protective of you
Not when it comes to fighting all that much cuz you probably have it covered (though heâd still be there)
But mostly just when someone disrespects you
Also heâs so sweet
Heâll try to bring you traditional gifts like chocolates or substitute that with something else you like
Heâll always present it to you bashfully and hope that youâll accept
Despite the fact that youâre literally with him?? Hello?
Also please just indulge him when going to Ichiraku ramen for dates or lunch
Most times he does try to make it up to you if you donât like those types of dates
Also when it comes to affection, it does take a while for him to fully accept it
Heâd definitely be surprised by it and fluster a bit
Eventually he does like physical affection- quite a lot actually
Heâll specifically scout you out for a hug or even to ruffle his hair
Just do it, we all know how touch starved he is
Jealousy wise Iâd imagine two different scenarios too
The first is that itâs super obvious that heâs jealous đ
Itâs all over his face and heâs being mean (?) to the person thatâs all over you (or not, maybe just someone attractive thatâs around you a lil too much)
Heâd be pouting too
During this time Sakura or any onlookers at all really, would tell him to cut it out cuz of his more than obvious attitude (second hand embarrassment 4 them)
Heâd be sort of immature too
Mocking the person and wondering if theyâre really better than him
This is all obvious to you so youâd probably be the first to bring it up
Not that Naruto is bad at communication just that he didnât think of it
The other way he acts is not jealous- thatâs only because heâs oblivious to the other persons advances on you
So heâd be all chill w this person and nice and stuff
And this person is just confused on why blud is okay with it đ
Sakura Haruno

Sheâs literally the best person to date ever
Sheâs also really shy when you start dating
Not like sheâs afraid to be affectionate because she really does want to be, but sometimes she gets a bit bashful at the idea
When she decides to be bold and hold your hand or even goes for a hug -
If you even slightly tease her sheâll definitely give you a serving of her iconic punch- straight to the face too đ
Scratch that, sheâll throw an uppercut
Despite this comedic scene, once you hug her back sheâll feel touched and it just becomes a sweet moment for the two of you
Most moments with her tend to follow the same pattern as above
Gift wise sheâll definitely be the type of person to make you sweet home made stuff or even goes as far as buying treats or stuff she knows youâll enjoy
Shed be flustered when she gives it to you and maybe a bit tsundere if Naruto or Ino is there to tease her for it
Sheâd likely give it to you later in the evening when she knows youâre not too busy
Despite the fact that youâre lit together
And thatâs when she gives it to you
The only way to react is being overjoyed at the gift and hugging her or giving her some affection, I donât make the rules
And if you decide for this to be your first kiss? Inner sakura would definitely be there totally pumped up while irl sheâs acting all like a âshyâ girl đ
After having been walked home by you and closed the front door, she would definitely celebrate the new achievement
Now when it comes to what Sakura expects of you, just be the bare minimum
I swear I canât emphasize this enough, just be a decent person
Even though we all know she deserves more
Make sure to gift her stuff in return too, not just lousy stuff but something you know sheâll cherish
Doesnât even have to be expensive just something you know sheâll like, even then it wouldnât hurt for it to have been costly
Sheâs always thinking of you too
Youâre on her mind literally every waking hour
She walks home after a busy day and walks by a stall/store window and sees something you might like? She figures it wouldnât hurt to buy it
Sheâs deciding what to eat? Sheâll go out of her way to get something you can both share/ something of bigger portion just to have an excuse to sit with you
Not even something she has to do since her presence alone is a gift
Sheâs so beautiful too
And when you tell her, either by just slipping up because you were too entranced by her- sheâll be super flustered and try to play it off as a joke or you being âweirdâ
Sheâll definitely go to sleep thinking about it though
Twirling her hair and kicking her feet and all
Eventually dates are in order
I wonât lie, Sakura would definitely want you to take her out first
Sheâs not even opposed to taking you out for a meal and paying either
She just prefers for you to first
Whether itâs for reassurance or preference- well itâs really unclear
Anyways, you end up taking her to a nice restaurant with plenty of choices
She doesnât mind if itâs a small or quiet one either
Just as long as itâs with you
I do think Sakura would be the jealous type, try to hide it, but then fail miserably
Let me explain
Letâs say a person comes up to you- or even someone youâre assigned to protect is being awfully flirty
Well sheâll be as calm as she can be but itâs so obvious with her harsh actions that sheâs fuming
Inner Sakura definitely shows that too
She doesnât blame it on you or anything so thatâs good but sheâd still be pissed
Itâs super funny too because Naruto would be terrified of interacting with her because then sheâll just take it out on him
And Sai? Yea he doesnât gaf, heâll still approach her
Even if it ends in him be wrangled and Naruto joining in
Naruto just because he was nearby*
This behavior doesnât stop until the person leaves
Afterwards Sakura just doesnât like the person at all đ
Sasuke Uchiha

Og nonchalant
Or not???
Really depends with him because he sort of has mood swings
On one hand heâs really focused on his goal of restoring his clan and yknow the whole Itachi bit
(Not really a mood swing)
But he canât deny that youâve captured his heart
Plus, with him and his behavior- youâre likely super stubborn or hella in love
Probably both
I mean youâre already dating at this point but nothing really changes much
Heâs pretty straightforward but with information thatâs private- he keeps it that way
Itâs pretty sad (?) in a way
At first it could definitely come off as him not liking you point blank
But when you really think about it you know that canât be the case
Youâre like the only person heâs ever even slightly been nice to
Honestly Iâd believe it if youâre the only one amongst the Konoha residents that has seen sasuke laugh or smile
Up to a certain point)
He may be cold and distant but he doesnât mean to be
He realizes that too the more you go into your relationship
So he tries not to be so emotionally constipated and tries to show you in subtle ways that, yes, he actually does care
Quite a lot honestly
Not really subtle though because itâs a stark difference between how he normally acts
By the time sasuke has the courage to hold your hand- itâs by the time where couples would normally have been doing much more
Honestly really depends when you date him too
Because if your relationship starts at teams 7 era
No it didnât, heâs too clouded by getting revenge to actually act on it
Maybe, just maybe during shippuden
Even then heâs extremely difficult and hard to be around sometimes
And if youâre together, his behavior could definitely be a dealbreaker and cause some fights in your relationship
Patience is definitely required if you wanna go down the sasuke route đŽâđ¨
I know I said previously that sasuke is really distant for a good while even with you
but eventually, gradually, he does open up more
Like about his past, his motivations, private and more vulnerable stuff like that
Now without the angsty-ish hcs, interacting with sasuke affectionately also has varied reactions
More often than not heâll be, what can best be described as, tsundere
You could try and hug him while heâs overthinking but heâll just shrink away
- a reaction that shows you he doesnât feel like being touched
Obviously itâs a boundary thatâs respected by you but it could also cause you to feel upset too
Then, after he shrinks away you look up to him
more specifically his face
Immediately you can see blush dusted on his cheeks
He gets easily flustered by interactions like this, I mean I canât even imagine how touch starved he is
Now comes the rare occasion where heâs fine with it
Even leans into your touch
Itâs pretty rare but sometimes heâs just exhausted and craves your touch
What can I say
Jealousy wise heâs terrible
Heâs extremely jealous but tries to act like he isnât bothered by whatâs happening at all
Might even distance himself even more from you if he feels jealous
Could even spiral to him overthinking and feeling like his attachment to you is a weakness
Which quickly disappears because then he goes over to you and yanks you away from the person in question
Also did I forget to mention? DONT TEASE HIM
I can emphasize this enough
Hugging him for the first time in a while and he accepts? Donât say anything
Same with this
I know people usually like to tease their partners with âawww youâre jealous?â But thatâs just antagonizing him
Causes him to trust you less too so a definite ânotâ
Also extremely possessive over you
Like heâs usually hostile to others for no reason but if youâre being targeted then heâs definitely pissed off
Especially if someone thinks they can even try to make moves on you
Definitely takes a lot of patience but just dont pity him I guess (?) đ
If youâre caring or try to be sympathetic with him heâll mistake it for pity so yea
He gets more comfortable as the relationship becomes more serious
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Y'all, Freefall Gambit is so good đŠâ¤ď¸âđĽ Loved the return of Onychinus Sylus! He was aura farming so hard in this card, I had to restrain myself from audibly fangirling ijbol. I do feel like this card is sort of preparing us for the upcoming branch, where we'll most likely see alot more of this type of stuff and of this particular dynamic of SylusMC. Of being on opposing sides. Lots of angst and potential for drama, as well as self reflection and growth on especially MC's part.
My sole complaint is that Sylus isn't wearing the suit from the illustration ďźż| ̄|â I love his Onychinus fit as much as the next person but man... that suit... I will cry if they intend on forever gatekeeping it.
Because I want to avoid spoiling anyone that doesn't have the card yet, I've decided to write down some of my immediate thoughts below the cut.


Let's get the angsty predictions out of the way first â these lines set my alarm bells off. I feel like they are foreshadowing that something of Sylus' will indeed get taken or lost. Or rather someone. That someone ofc being MC, his most precious treasure.
I'll admit that these would not have alarmed me had it not been for certain lines in Sylus' birthday event and in Greedy Heart. I go into why exactly those lines make me uneasy in the linked post, and I just feel like the above ones further reinforces my theory. Call me paranoid or angst obsessed, but I predict pain for both SylusMC and for us in the main story, perhaps even in the coming branch.
On a similar note, just as how Sylus' vulnerability and fear (MC, and MC getting hurt or worse respectively) has been brought up more than once recently, so has MC's. Namely, that Sylus will get caught and put away, or become weak. We see these fears in Valleydream Bloom and in this card, as well as in Where Hearts Live. So things might be building up exactly to that.
I thought it was interesting how MC specifically mentions that the Association have Evol suppressing equipment. Which leads me to believe that said equipment could potentially be used against Sylus at some point to subdue him (provided of course that Sylus' powers are indeed Evol and not demonic/draconic based, but that is an eventual topic for another day). Idk but something tells me that Sylus will get captured whether willingly (most likely) or unwillingly. After all, we do see Sylus behind bars in the music video to Visions OpposĂŠes.
Could it be foreshadowing or just a neat visual? Only time will tell.
Me personally though, I am leaning towards the former, and I can see both MC's and Sylus' fears coming to fruition. Maybe even in a connected way (MC gets kidnapped and/or hurt and Sylus jumps in to save her but gets weakened or subdued in doing so, or Sylus gets captured by the Association, MC gets gravely injured trying to save him and maybe in the process triggers Sylus' dragon form and with it MC's memories? Boom. Several birds one stone. Helluva plotline imo)
What I still don't believe will come to pass however is either of them perma dying. This is an otome gacha. The main character nor LI can't die, especially not in a game as young and fresh as Love and Deepspace. So on that front I am not at all worried. Doesn't mean the angst we do get won't hurt a lot, though. But that being said, SylusMC will persevere in the end. Trust. Neither will let the other get torn away from them. Either will move heaven and earth to bring their lover back come what may.
Moving on...

I thought this was a nice callback to Sylus' anecdote

Here Sylus is revealed to actually be a sort of deepspace Robin Hood. We stan.

And the crowd cheered!!!
Also this is actually why Sylus jumped out of the plane. Man needed some cool and fresh air after this comment made all his blood flow south...


This makes me cackle đ bro is so unserious. And actually kind of insane, but again, we stan.

MC is living the dream. Do you know what I'd sacrifice to wrap my arms around that waist?? Happy for my girl though đ ( and for Sylus, you know that man is on cloud 9 here).

I adore that the card ends on a sweet and nostalgic note, with them gazing at the moon... like they used to in a distant past đ
#not me saying i won't make any lengthy posts on vacation lol i have no restraint#but fr i won't be doing more of these until i get home#so again to anyone waiting for answers to their asks â please bear with me for a bit#lads spoilers#sylus x mc#sylusmc#sylus#mc#lads sylus#mc lads#lads mc#sylus lads#love and deepspace sylus#mc love and deepspace#love and deepspace mc#sylus love and deepspace#lads#love and deepspace
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Meowdy Saint! ^^ lolol hello hello o/ hope you are doing good!!
So this masterpiece of a game has been invading my mind with ZERO chill lately which directly translated to me coming up with a TON of questions orz I really didn't realize how many I ended up compiling lol
If you don't feel like answering this many please feel absolutely free to ignore this ask or only answer the ones you like the most, the last thing I want is for you to feel overwhelmed! ^^
ALRIGHT LET'S-A GO
-do Rendacted's memories remain intact when he resets the day or do his wipe too with everyone else's? Also is there an in-universe answer for why he has these glitchy powers or is he just Built Different�
-if angel made it VERY clear that they would be mad asf and prolly even start hating and leave Ren/[REDACTED] if he were to hurt their friends(or killing people bc this man needs to chill fr), would he listen to them? Bc I know that if he touches Violet, Elanor, Kiara or god forbid Moth I'm personally deleting his kneecaps đĽ°
-since it seems to me that Ren/[REDACTED] is only kinda meh at cooking I was wondering if he actually made the not burnt pancakes in day 3 or if he had some store bought ones that he passed off as his own lol
-does he know how to give massages? :00
-during day 1, how did Ren come up with a book on the local flora?? It seems like such a random topic to pick when put on the spot without already having a genuine interest in it lmao
-if I understood correctly Maple should be Jae's dog right?? Did you have a specific breed or age in mind when creating her? I got curious because in my head she automatically popped up as a young australian shepherd to match with Jae's hyperactive dumbass energy lolââ¸(˜´ Ë `Ëś)â¸â
-staying on the dog topic lol, in day 1 when angel gets up from the couch to get Ren the inflatable mattress(iirc) and he follows right behind them i immediately thought he acted like a puppy lmao. So would he mind being called 'puppy' as a pet name?
(I am not sure if thisâŹď¸ questions falls under character deaths, if it does I really apologize and absolutely feel free to ignore it ^^)
-from an ask from last year it seems [REDACTED] would ultimately kill angel if there was ultimately not way to enter in their life?? Gotta say I was very taken aback by this, would this still be the case after a year of building more to his character? (Ok I went back to check the ask again but I can't for the life of me find it anymore maybe I dreamt it up idkđđ im really sorry if that is the case jdkslajdl)
-uuhh I know there is already a lot in this ask(im seriously sorry orz), but I was wondering if we will eventually get an SFW alphabet for Ren/[REDACTED] for the folks who don't care about the nasty đđ
-THIS IS THE LAST THING I PROMISE đš will there be a guide to get all the endings? I'm not sure if there is one already and in that case I missed it 100%
Also I find it ironic how the fandom is trying to find out every single aspect of Ren/[REDACTED]'s character the same way he must do with angel lmao
ALRIGHT THATS ALL IM SO SORRY FOR ASKING SO MUCH THE REN BRAINROT HOURS ARE SO REAL IM LOSING BRAINCELLS orz Remember to take care of yourself drink water and take breaks!! ŕ´Śŕľŕ´Śŕ´ż ËÍĚęłËÍĚ )â§
(Also sorry if some phrases don't make sense, english isn't my first language as I am đ¤ lolol)
âŚăANSWERED: Under da cut because this got long >:3
-do Rendacted's memories remain intact when he resets the day or do his wipe too with everyone else's? Also is there an in-universe answer for why he has these glitchy powers or is he just Built Differentâ˘? Ren's memories remain intact!! I mean... He remembers each time you get a bad end and sometimes says something different... >:3 There is also an in-universe reason as to why he has his abilities â I won't spoil anything, but his real name (along with River's and one other character) have a reeeeally big tell. But what this tell is is for me to know and you to find out >:3
-if angel made it VERY clear that they would be mad asf and prolly even start hating and leave Ren/[REDACTED] if he were to hurt their friends(or killing people bc this man needs to chill fr), would he listen to them? Bc I know that if he touches Violet, Elanor, Kiara or god forbid Moth I'm personally deleting his kneecaps 𼰠Ren (and by extension [REDACTED]) knows not to harm anyone if he knows you won't like it â and even then â he won't actively show that murderous side of him in the first place. To Angel, Ren is just a timid, normal guy.
-since it seems to me that Ren/[REDACTED] is only kinda meh at cooking I was wondering if he actually made the not burnt pancakes in day 3 or if he had some store bought ones that he passed off as his own lol Ren is actually good at cooking, he's just a bit out of touch since he doesn't normally cook for himself! It's normally microwave meals or takeout for him... ^^; And yes, Ren did burn and burn the pancakes in Day 3 â he was distracted by something on his phone :3
Bonus cut Day 3 content: I took out the scene where Ren started to profusely apologise for burning the pancake because he often had to cook when he was younger. Given the dynamic of his family and the environment he grew up in, Ren didn't have much room to make mistakes ;n; I cut this scene out because I felt bad ksgskd So y'all get to have flustered, happy Ren instead!!
-does he know how to give massages? :00 If that was one of Angel's interests or desires, then sure!! ^^
-during day 1, how did Ren come up with a book on the local flora?? It seems like such a random topic to pick when put on the spot without already having a genuine interest in it lmao Someone else likes flora too, and it sure would be funny if Ren (eventually) starts to mimic certain traits and interests of the person you have the highest affinity/relationship points with in order to make himself look more appealing⌠>:3c
-if I understood correctly Maple should be Jae's dog right?? Did you have a specific breed or age in mind when creating her? I got curious because in my head she automatically popped up as a young australian shepherd to match with Jae's hyperactive dumbass energy lolââ¸(˜´ Ë `Ëś)â¸â It was mentioned in Jae's lore post (I'll link it here once I find it), but Maple is a Labrador! (Leon would be Jae's Australian Shepherd hehe) In my mind, Maple is only 2 or 3 years old, but that wouldn't really fit the official timeframe... ^^; Jae adopted Maple during high school so he wouldn't feel lonely at home, and it's been over 6+ years since then.... hgdshjg
-staying on the dog topic lol, in day 1 when angel gets up from the couch to get Ren the inflatable mattress(iirc) and he follows right behind them i immediately thought he acted like a puppy lmao. So would he mind being called 'puppy' as a pet name? Angel affectionately calls Ren a puppy during the scene in Day 1 where they meet up after work, so that nickname definitely could work!
-from an ask from last year it seems [REDACTED] would ultimately kill angel if there was ultimately not way to enter in their life?? Gotta say I was very taken aback by this, would this still be the case after a year of building more to his character? (Ok I went back to check the ask again but I can't for the life of me find it anymore maybe I dreamt it up idkđđ im really sorry if that is the case jdkslajdl) aaa I think you might be mistaking that ask for something else? ;v; [REDACTED] would NEVER harm Angel in any capacity, and they're a very patient person. Even if it took decades for Angel to fall in love with him, they'll wait.
-uuhh I know there is already a lot in this ask(im seriously sorry orz), but I was wondering if we will eventually get an SFW alphabet for Ren/[REDACTED] for the folks who don't care about the nasty đđ You're fine!! And I'm open to doing that! I'll add it to my list hehe
-THIS IS THE LAST THING I PROMISE đš will there be a guide to get all the endings? I'm not sure if there is one already and in that case I missed it 100% I've shared a spreadsheet that lists all the available choices, the points you earn from each of them, and the endings you can get â however it's only available on Discord and I don't really want to share it outside of the server and potentially put it in the hands of minors. Sorry!!
Also I find it ironic how the fandom is trying to find out every single aspect of Ren/[REDACTED]'s character the same way he must do with angel lmao Hehe >:3 There's a loooot of lore that won't ever be mentioned in the game (since it doesn't seem fitting/I don't see a reason to), so I'm happy to provide it here!
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My SJM- based opinions that nobody asked for, but Iâm sharing anyway.
I made a lot of critical points that may trigger some peopleâŚ
- Manorian sucks. They had potential until they became canon, and SJM turned Dorian into another shadow daddy. Dorian dominating Manon is a jokeâit's just ridiculous. Also, Dorian should be shorter than Manon.
- Dorian and Sorscha are cute together. RIP, though...
- Chaol is one of the best male characters in the SJM universe.
- Chaolryne is the healthiest and one of the best ships in all of her book series.
- Samâs death WRECKED me.
- Kaltain deserved better.
- I think I like Rowan with long hair better.
- The Assassinâs Blade and ToD are severely underrated. KoA wasnât that great.
- I hate the spy theory with a burning passion for both Elain and Gwyn, especially Elain. Maybe itâs because I have other plans for them, but I just donât see either of them as spies. Letâs be honest hereâthe only reason most people support the spy theory is because of Azriel, not because they genuinely think Elain and Gwyn are suited for the job.
- Azriel is far from being the best spymaster. Iâd say heâs very bad at his job, and Rhys makes it worse. đđ
- The High Lady title is overrated. The position of a ruler isnât some internship that any 14-year-old can apply for. â Nesta or Elain as High Lady of Dusk? Elain as High Lady of Day or Spring? Gwyn as High Lady of Summer? Emerie as High Lady of Dawn? The only female characters I want to see rule are Viviane and Cresseida. Headcanons are cool and fun, but some of yâall treat them like facts.
- Iâm not a big fan of High Lady Feyre anymore. I see her as more of a neutral party than a ruler of a specific courtâor better said, a city.
- I love the Inner Circle, but Iâd hate to be their friend, and I donât think theyâd enjoy being my friends either. Iâd rather hang out with the Valkyries and Elain.
- I love the Valkyries, but Iâm just annoyed that Nesta was given a sword and armor like most of SJMâs female characters. I fear that Elain might be the next target and I hate it.
- Nesta made the right decision in choosing her safety and comfort (sitting on that rock instead of training) over Cassianâs already-bad reputation. It wasnât one of her prideful moments like people think so.
- Amren shouldâve stayed dead. She contributes nothing to the story after ACOWAR. All she does is b*tch, whine, and moan.
- Vamren doesnât really make sense. Amren doesnât strike me as straight or as someone who would even pursues a relationship. It seems like Varian was just thrown at her.
- Justice for Jurian!
- Rhys does NOT need to be superior in every way. Itâs okay for him to lack power in certain areas and actually be flawed. I came to that conclusion when I worked on Rhysâs character for my storytellingâit makes him a more compelling character. Tamlin also doesnât need to suck in every way possible.
- Iâm fairly confident that Gwynriel and Elucien are endgame, but I donât care enough to try to convince people of it, nor will I be upset if theyâre not endgame. SJM builds up great potential and then wastes it, so Iâm not sure if an announced endgame is a good thing. You either write a good story or donât bother at all. I wonât accept mediocrity anymore.
- Case in point: ACOSF Nessian sucked. Their love story consists of repeated sex and unnecessary argumentsâbleh. Potential wasted.
- I feel nothing for Sarion or Elriel (though thereâs one thing I donât like about them, which is thankfully still just a headcanon), Emorie⌠and probably more ships that I canât think of rn. I donât like nor dislike themâtheyâre just there.
- I love Helion x LoAâs tragic love story, but I donât want them together. At least, not so soon after Beronâs death. His existence isnât the only obstacle between them. There are a lot of unresolved feelings, resentment, and trauma built up over the years. Itâs really not that easy.
- Neither SJM nor the fans are aware of how long 500+ years truly is.
- Sarahâs rightâRuhn and Lidiaâs wedding was corny and unnecessary.
- I loved Ruhnlidia in HOSAB. They were kind of boring in HOFAS. Then I realized that I just love DayNight more than Ruhnlidia.
- The only girl I like to see Tharion with is Hypaxia. I think their banter is cute. I know sheâs a lesbian, but based on how boring SJM writes her queer ships, Hypaxia x Celestina was only bound to be unremarkable.
- Tharion was intriguing until he got his own POV. I really donât want to feel the same about Azriel when his book comes out.
- Hunt deserves better, but he needs to give up that foot fetish.
- The only interesting bonus chapter that came with HOSAF was the Ember x Randall chapter. To be honest, a lot of bonus chapters SJM writes are so unnecessary and boring.
- The crossover shouldâve never happened. It feels like a corny Marvel dream SJM had. The only good thing that came out of it was Ember being a mother hen to Nesta.
- I really donât care about Bryceâs friendship with Nesta and Azriel.
- Iâm not a fan of the headcanon that Bryce and the Valkyries would be friends, even though it makes sense.
- Bryciel gives me the ick. I saw a post that mentioned how it would be a one-night stand followed by no contact afterward, and I couldnât agree more. I feel like theyâd get annoyed with each other pretty fast. Iâm sorry to anyone who ships it, but their personalities donât mesh well...
- The torture Ruhn, Hunt, and Baxian suffered under those weirdo angels wasnât even that bad. I shouldnât have had high expectations.
- Baxian is a good boy, but I donât like his mate.
- Cormac is cool. Rip.
- HOFAS was bad. I enjoyed it at first, especially the whole deal with the Viper Queen, but I got bored over time, and I couldnât keep up with the plots anymore. HOEAB is the best book in the series. HOSAB was fine.
- All villains (except Maeve and Arobynn) are so cartoonish and corny.
I have more opinions, but thatâs enough for today. I just wanted to share some of my thoughts on these books (and some theories/headcanons), and Iâd love to hear your opinions!
Iâve also made the decision that I wonât read another SJM book ever again after ACOTAR ends. Until then, Iâll support my local library or download the upcoming ACOTAR books in PDF instead of giving her my money. Thatâs how you actually separate the art from the artist, rather than just saying it. đĽ°
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