#So I'm sorry if these promotions are annoying or anything I just really need something good to happen this year

[libroseitm]

Buttons Valentins day card :D That's a link to buy it from me, but go ahead and use the top one for completely free however you like. I drew it for v day #wooasacrew on Twitter :) More to come!!

General buttons merch, some with the quote "Mutiny is a brewin' " Incluidng a buttons button, hehe :D

I cannot STOP being inspired to draw from this show!! The way everything looks is just so perfect and beautiful!

[accidentally-in-fictional-love]

Susceptible - Jack Delroy/Reader

Warnings: Fully clothed grinding, very slight dirty talk, very light exhibitionism in a sense, no use of Y/N, female-hinted reader because of skirt/makeup mentions but other than that there's no real gender mention.

Wordcount: 4950

Summary: You spent a small fortune getting a ticket to Carmichael Haig's show on the promise of his new act showing his audience something the world has never seen before, as well as the possible attendance of one Jack Delroy, but will two hours of bullshit be worth the risk?

Notes: There is SO MUCH BUILDUP I'm so sorry I'm so weak for worldbuilding and plot I swear the other one I have planned will be shorter OTL I have never written a reader before but I am a huge fan of them, especially the DDverse ones I've been binging oop, so I hope this is a good first attempt! It's been a few years since I've written anything like this and probably a good decade or so since I last posted anything, so here's hoping I post more in the upcoming future~ This is also completely unbetaed so if you see any mistakes please let me know <3 The Manhattan Center is also real but didn't fit my needs entirely so I mashed it together with the theatre I went to as a kid lol

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Carmichael Haig was back in town and you had no idea why you were here. 

He had left for what felt like both forever and not nearly long enough for a few months to do his tour, seeing his smug face everywhere you looked between both digital and paper news and making your distaste grow a little more each time. You had been fond of his trickery for a time, but his move from magic man to skeptic had sucked all the fun out of the act, his determination to not only find the real but humiliate the fakes way past annoying to straight up sickening to you by this point. Tonight’s show proved to be another big presentation of the latter you’d decided when it’d been announced officially, promoted by your favourite talk show host - and current celebrity crush - Jack Delroy; his smile was wide for the cameras but it didn’t reach his eyes, you could always tell between them by now and he did not seem to be as pleased as the two talked about it that night.

‘I’m going to show the world something they’ve never seen before,’ Carmichael had said, his usual smug look in place as he hammed it up for the cameras like he could really pull that off, Jack running with it like the patron saint of patience he had to be.

‘Big talk, you sure I can’t convince you to give our wonderful audience a taste tonight?’ he asked, the crowd cheering at the mere thought of getting to experience his new act an entire month early, but if there was even an iota of temptation within him to share he hid it perfectly. He waved the offer away to everyone’s disappointment, Jack pouting on everyone’s behalf and putting those big eyes on display as his own plea; the ratings, you imagined, would be wonderful for a segment like this when his show was already starting to slip down the line, but even that was no use.

‘You’ll all get a chance to see it on the 13th,’ he promised them as he turned to face the audience, the place and date scrolling across the bottom of the screen yet again, they’d been flashing it every single time it was mentioned to the point where you were sure you’d see it in your sleep tonight, rolling across the bottom half of your dream. ‘Or, those of you who’ve been able to get your tickets will, we’re selling out fast,’ he smirked with a tip of his glass, yet another thing that’d been brought up and hammered home; you’d gone to the Manhattan Center to check a couple days ago, just out of curiosity, the ticket price absolutely ridiculous to the point that you were convinced they’d never sell out, but now you guessed your distaste of him wasn’t as widespread as you’d secretly hoped.

Jack slapped his leg in mock disappointment, Carmichael looking back to him at the sound. ‘Guess you’ll have to tell me all about it the next time you’re back in town, I had asked Gus to pick one up for me but it seems he missed that call,’ he joked, Gus’ surprise at the blame of his absence being placed on him getting a big laugh as his face fell and he tried to explain himself. 

Carmichael placed an understanding hand on Jack’s shoulder and leaned in closer, the other man leaning in in return as if to receive some kind of secret. ‘Well then, it’s a good thing my date canceled on me,’ he retorted, and when he pulled his hand back he revealed a ticket, Jack’s eyes going wide as he accepted the gift with a big smile, pointing to it before shaking Carmichael’s hand with a thanks.

Ah, so that was why you were here again.

You knew you’d never be able to get a seat on Night Owls because the thought of Jack seeing you in the crowd made you blush all the way to your shoulders, even on your bravest of nights you hadn’t been able to even call and see if there were any tickets left, but to maybe share an audience with him? To sit in the same room as him where you could steal glances if you were able to find him, with no risk whatsoever of him catching the way your eyes lit up when you looked at that handsome face, that dangerously attractive body? That was doable. 

It had cost an arm and a leg to convince that scalper to hand over one of the tickets he was parading around outside the Center, but it was worth it as you stepped inside, your heart racing because, unless he wanted to risk the aftermath of Carmichael calling him out for not going, he was here; somewhere in this building was the man you’d been dreaming about since his debut a few years ago, the one you watched nearly every night without fail just for that hour where he looked at you, talked to you, noticed you even if it was through a camera, and that was all you’d needed until tonight.

You’d gotten a pretty shitty seat despite the price but you didn’t mind, it actually worked out for you considering you weren’t actually there to see the show but to look for someone in the seats in front of you, and you hoped that you’d be able to spot him from where you were in the far back corner. As long as he wasn’t, say, the exact opposite of you then you probably stood a chance of at least a glance, since his ticket came from Carmichael himself you guessed that it was probably close to the front if not front row center just to mess with him and prove that he’d come, and you felt all the hair rise on your arms and neck when Carmichael walked on stage early to very loudly greet someone who’d just walked in.

There he was, leaving his seat to meet the other man in the middle, and he was so much further than you expected but it was still him, big smile in place, hair perfectly combed, his crisp suit being wrinkled by Carmichael’s hands as he gave him a showy hug, and he was beautiful. You froze in the middle of the row, unable to finish the walk as your eyes stayed on him, the people trying to get by you not as starstruck as they attempted to squeeze past when you ignored their presence.

‘Sorry,’ you murmured as you sat as fast as you could, eyes still trained on him as he waved to the crowd to prove that yes, he did honour the gift and was there to see this big new act he’d been promised. You let out an embarrassingly needy whine when he sat back down and you became unable to see him again, the mass of bodies behind him obscuring all but a sliver of the back of his head from this angle, and you’d be damned if you had to spend the next 2 hours stuck like this at a Carmichael Haig show of all things. The person at the end of the row finally arrived and you made your move, hurrying down and taking one last glance before getting ready to make this whole thing a little more bearable. ‘Excuse me,’ you nearly stuttered as the person, a man older than yourself who definitely gave off the air of being a Carmichael fan, looked up at you, ‘would you want to trade seats with me? I was really looking forward to the show but I was too late to grab an aisle seat.’

It’s a blatant lie but the quick glance from before proved that you could see him better from there, and the chance of getting to look at him for the next two hours was worth the look the man gave you at the request.

‘Which one are you?’ he asked, looking down to the few empty spaces still waiting for their owners, and you pulled out your ticket to double check, seeing that it was R51; wow, you didn’t realize how far away R was from A until you saw it firsthand. He looked back down to your seat and considered it, looking you over midthought when he thought you weren’t looking, and he almost got away with it if not for the fact that you felt his eyes on you. ‘$100,’ he decided, the offer knocking the wind right out of you.

‘What? The seat was already $350,’ you choke, giving away the fact that you were really, really late to the party.

‘Take it or leave it, I had the sense to order on time,’ is all he says to that, and you looked back at your possible view before sighing heavily and reaching for your wallet; goddamnit, Jack, if only he knew how worth it he was. You hand over the money and step aside, the man pocketing his fee and leaving the seat for you as promised, and the view is just barely better but there he is again, perfectly in view due to what can only be a miracle, the hole in your wallet feeling a little less big as you watched him turn his head to talk to someone, giving you a perfect side view.

He really was handsome, captivating even from this distance, and you swoon a little as the audience finished filling out, the lights dimming and obscuring your view a little more save the grace of the stage lights that illuminate him from the front as Carmichael walked back out on stage and started the show. You’d never been one for spacing out but you couldn’t take your eyes off him, the $450 price tag of this shitty aisle seat all for him and not feeling so bad even as Carmichael charms everyone around you. He didn’t look to the side that often, you guessed he didn’t actually know his neighbour since the seat was a gift, but the times that he did, where he laughed or sighed at the theatrics or even put his face in his hand because he wasn’t having too much fun, were all cataloged away in your head forever, the perfect souvenirs to last you a lifetime of home viewing after this. 

At about an hour in according to your old watch, Jack looked about ready to get up and find any reason to leave, which you couldn’t blame him for, the acts themselves were pretty damn good you realized in the times you actually paid attention, but it was getting so tiring to see Carmichael explain away all of their tricks, to see the joy leave their faces at being called a fraud or having all their mysteries revealed, and it was clear Jack felt the same down in row A. After a particularly rough walk-off from a woman who was trying very desperately to convince Carmichael that she could really read his mind and ending up with the humiliating reality that everything he answered to was false to get her to out herself, you noticed that when you looked back to his seat that Jack isn’t there, and you were in the middle of wondering where he went when the person coming up the aisle came into view so suddenly that it took your breath away.

It was Jack, his brow twitching slightly to keep a neutral face, his footsteps heavy as he tried not to stomp and draw attention to the fact that that last one really pissed him off, his hands already reaching into his suit pocket for something. You tried not to stare the closer he got but it was hard, years of being able to look all you want training your brain to look look look as he approached, and you forced yourself to stare straight ahead at the stage as he reached you. Your hands were clenched tight in your lap as he went to pass row R, and you were in the middle of thinking you were going to make it when he fumbled the small box in his pocket and dropped it with a low curse, the cigarettes he apparently smoked bouncing to the side and coming to a stop between your recently shined shoes.

Your head snapped down so fast you felt it in your neck as he came to a stop beside you, the two of you locating the box at the same time, and you stiffened as he reached for it before realizing how rude that would be despite his own sour mood. ‘I’m sorry, could I bother you for a second,’ he asked, his smile back in place despite being a bit tense, and you stuttered out a confirmation as you leaned down to pick them up.

‘I didn’t know you smoked,’ you blurted out before you could stop yourself, Jack’s hand frozen in midair as he reached for the box, his smile relaxing a little as he looked from your hand to your face.

‘Did I find myself a Night Owl in this sea of skeptics?’ he wondered aloud, your cheeks brightening in a way that really made you pray it was dark enough not to notice. 

‘I wanted to see what all the fuss was about,’ you lie, and he crouched down so he could hear your whispers as the crowd reacted to the next act.

‘I take it you’re also not very impressed,’ he figured, hitting the nail on the head based on your expression alone. He chuckled at your silent confirmation and looked back down to the cigarettes, his fingertips just barely touching yours as you both held it, you didn’t even know when he’d grabbed it and you let go before it got awkward, but he didn’t seem to notice. ‘Well, if you don’t tell my producer that I’m smoking again, then I won’t tell Haig that you didn’t like his show, deal?’

You sucked in a breath as he moved the box to his left hand, offering up his right for a handshake this time to seal the deal, your heart pounding as you shook on it, his smile more genuine than you’d seen all night, you could always tell. He stood back up as the act finished and Carmichael went back to his disproving, his mood dropping again as his need to escape rearose. You both offered a look of disdain at the stage before he stood back up to move again, something stopping him midstep before he turned on his heel and leaned back down to you, a shiver running down your spine at how close he was so he could be heard.

‘Have you ever been to one of my shows?’ he asked, genuine curiosity in his voice, his warm breath accidentally hitting your neck and rendering you unable to do anything but glance at him and shake your head no. ‘You’d have a much better time, I’ve got some great stuff coming up,’ he pitched, either completely unaware of your predicament or just used to people acting like this around him, either way he didn’t react when your eyes couldn’t help but flicker down to watch him lick his lips so fast you almost missed it. ‘The next one’s already booked up but if you go down to the studio and give them this card, you should be able to get a spot for a night you’re free, I'd like to see you there.’

He pulled out his wallet and grabbed a business card, flipping it around to the blank side on the back before resting it on the arm of the chair. A pen was found next, and he scribbled a quick note to the ticket seller on it on your behalf, signing it and handing it over with that big showman smile of his. You took it and placed it in your own wallet, the previous hole instantly filled with its presence, his mood clearly raised by the interaction as he wished you a quick goodbye and resumed his journey outside, oblivious to the fact that you were about to disrupt the entire theater if you didn’t find a place to scream and fast. 

You gave him a few minutes to reach the doors before jumping to your feet and making for the bathroom, your heels clickclacking on the tile the entire way until you found the correct door. The place was empty, which was great because once you caught sight of yourself you knew that it was bad enough he saw you this way, no one else should get the pleasure; your face was redder than you’d ever seen it, your pupils blown from the exchange and you could’ve sworn you could actually see yourself shaking you were buzzing so hard, your grin so wide anyone else would’ve assumed that Santa had just given you the toy you’d always wanted for Christmas early. 

You tried to calm yourself as you ripped off some paper towels and dampened them, patting them against your cheeks and neck to bring your body temperature back down to a normal person’s, carefully avoiding your makeup that you were thankful you spent the time putting on just on the ultra rare off chance you’d run into him. When you were ready to go back - and after a quick internal debate on whether you should try and meet him outside for another, less hushed conversation already - you made sure to calm your breathing before heading back out there, taking a quick moment to look for him before making the trek back to your seat. 

When you got back you noticed that no new act was on, Carmichael already talking to the audience and projecting himself up on the screens for all to see, you rolling your eyes as you collapsed into the rich red velvet and preparing for more of his bullshit until Jack returned, if he felt like it that was. Everyone around you was concentrating on his words, staring right ahead as the theater fell silent save for his voice and the sound of a ticking clock; ah, he was trying to hypnotize everyone, that must’ve been his big final act that he’d promised his audience. You weren’t impressed, you’d tried to be hypnotized before at a party in your youth, it hadn’t worked then so it wasn’t going to work now you knew, so you sat back and prepared to at least enjoy whatever he was going to make the audience do.

Your thoughts went back to Jack as Carmichael’s voice slowly got drowned out, the ticking a bit louder in your ears despite the distance, but you didn’t mind because it was nonsense anyway, ‘Now who’s the skeptic,’ you think to yourself as you sink deeper into your chair. You vaguely heard the words, ‘Your greatest desire,’ in your ear before you felt a hand on your shoulder, your eyes leaving the stage to travel up until you saw Jack standing just behind you in the aisle, his smile from before now more like a smirk as he motioned towards the doors like he wanted you to follow him. 

You looked back at the stage as Carmichael invited someone from the audience up to stand with him, some poor hypnotized fool who was bound to be humiliated along with everyone else who stood with him tonight, and you decided that you’d rather not see that again before standing and following Jack. There was a small hallway between the theater and the doors on that side of the back wall, the two of you out of view from everyone else but Carmichael’s voice still reaching, and you were about to wonder if he was leading you outside to just leave or talk when he turned and pushed you against the wall with a muffled thud. Your back met cold paint as your chest met with his, your eyes locking as he cornered you where no one could see, a confidence he saved for the cameras now focused solely on you as he looked you over the same way you’d done to him a thousand times over. 

‘I couldn’t wait for you to come to my show,’ he whispered, his voice impossibly low as he held you in place, a knee parting yours and making you gasp, ‘you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.’

‘You’re just telling me what I wanna hear,’ you managed to get out, his eyes closing as he leaned in to grin against your cheek.

‘Is it working?’

You didn’t dare answer but you might as well have because your silence was enough to spur him into action, your head falling back against the wall as he started to kiss your neck, your hands grasping at anything because this was crazy. The man you’d wanted for years was kissing you not even 30ft away from a room full of people, anyone could come around the corner at any second and catch you, and you bit your lip at the thrill of it all. You’d had dreams like this before, ones that left you panting into your pillow when you awoke, but the real thing was so much better as he sucked a mark into your soft skin, your hand leaving his arm to cover your mouth lest you alert anyone within hearing distance to your current predicament.

You let him do as he pleased, let him ran his hands over your sides and down to the edge of where your lifted skirt was resting against his thigh, your legs shaking as your body tried not to grind against him; it was only due to him holding you that kept you standing as a matter of fact and he seemed fully aware of it as his nails scratched softly against your bare leg. He seemed to love all your reactions to what he did, he was in the entertainment business after all, every noise of approval that slipped through your fingers must’ve been like music to his ears but you had to hold back no matter how much you wanted to indulge him. Being denied what he wanted only made him work harder for it, the assault on your neck moving to your shoulder and collarbone instead of your covered lips, your mouth watering for just a taste as he started to move against you, one hand pulling your waist away from the wall by your lower back as the other moved up and under your skirt.

The first grind of his body against yours was decadent, you swore you could feel it in your soul the way he wanted you just as much as you’d wanted him, like he’d been watching you back through the screen for years and also craved this very moment, and now that he was getting it he wasn’t going to stop, you didn’t want him to stop. You’d never seen him act anything like this before in all his years on TV, a greedy flash of excitement running through you at getting to see such a new side of him quickly overcome by pleasure as he cupped your ass and pulled you even closer. You knew you couldn’t get undressed here, if you’d made it to the bathroom then maybe he’d be doing more but he hadn’t lasted even that long, but even with that desire being restrained you still wanted him here and now. Never in your life had you been this desperate for release but he was bringing out a demon inside of you that desired and needed and wanted so much that you were willing to throw your modesty out the fucking window for just a second of his hot skin pressed against your own, but this would have to do while the show still went on.

‘Jack…’ you moaned as your hand, moist from your panting, gripped his arm once again, Carmichael’s voice getting louder in the distance as you grew closer to your release.

‘Come home with me,’ he begged into your ear, his movements getting rougher as he also grew close, you knew you’d both have to leave before everyone saw you but it was worth it, god it was so worth it. ‘I want to have you all to myself, I need to taste you-’

You bit your lip and led his face away from your neck so you could look into his eyes, his mouth parted as he tried to control his own panting, he was coming apart at the seams for you right here in the hallway, the ticking in your ears either your heartbeat or a clock far away. You moaned his name again as you felt the heat build in your stomach, your back arching and pushing your body into him even more as the door to your right opened.

‘Dreamer, here, awake!’

All at once your knees gave out and you collapsed to the floor before that final wave could push you over the edge, your head heavy and your vision swimming as the body against yours vanished into nothing. ‘Are you okay? What happened?’ Jack’s voice from above asked as his worried expression came into view, the smell of rain and cigarette smoke invading your senses; the sound of the audience in a similar state of confusion drifted around the corner as Jack crouched down next to you, just back inside from his break from the show, the realization that you weren’t as immune to hypnosis as you’d thought hitting you like a bucket of cold water. You just panted in shock, surprise, and waning lust as Jack looked you over in concern, your hands moving to pull the bottom of your skirt down to cover your exposed legs in embarrassment, the scratches you were so certain he’d left behind not there, because he hadn’t been there.

‘I’m fine,’ you force yourself to say after you’d caught your breath, Jack believing you but still helping you to your feet like a gentleman, of course he would never act that way, that was only how you’d wanted him to act, you’d had dreams like that for god’s sake, the real Jack would never-

‘Is the show over?’ he asked as the roar of people applauding overtook the chatter, Carmichael now silent, and you avoided his eye as you started to edge towards the way out.

‘I think so.’

‘What was the big mind-blowing act?’

You put a little distance between yourself and him but he didn’t notice, Jack heading for the corner so he could look at the stage as he waited for your reply. ‘He hypnotized everyone,’ you answered curtly, his reaction big and full of surprise as he looked over the size of the crowd in an awe that wasn’t present for the first hour and a half.

‘Everyone? You should’ve come found me, I would’ve loved to see that.’ He was still looking at the room beyond, your eyes on him as he watched everyone else.

‘I got a little overwhelmed,’ you mumble, and he finally looked at you with that same concerned expression again, and it’s too much after what you’d just thought you’d seen, your eyes finding the floor.

‘What did he make you see?’ he asked, his curiosity quiet but still there under the concern, but you couldn’t answer him. ‘Do you need a ride home, or are you okay to drive?’

He’s too kind, he would never act that way, he would never say that to you.

‘I took a cab, I’ll be fine,’ you tried to say, but still you quickly found yourself being led to the front door as the audience swarmed around you, his hand on your back to make sure you stayed standing, a true gentleman. It had started raining while you were inside which explained the scent pairing with the smoke that covered up his cologne, and you just stood under the marquee as he hailed a cab for you as the sea of skeptics washed around you like rushing water. You hopped inside but he didn’t shut the door right away, leaning down in the rain once you were seated, and for a moment you wondered if he was going to get in when he spoke.

‘I do hope you come to my show, preferably Friday’s, it’s gunna be a good one, I promise,’ he said with that big genuine smile again, your heart pounding as your cheeks glowed red for a reason other than embarrassment as you gave him a small nod.

‘I’ll be there,’ you promised back, and he tapped the roof of the cab before shutting the door and letting you go. You looked out the back window as you drove away, the both of you waving as he ducked back inside and out of the rain, and as soon as you turned back around to face forward you found yourself reaching for your wallet. His card was in your hands as you looked it over, all in all it was an uninspiring, plain business card, and you flipped it over to read what he wrote for the ticketmaster on the back.

Wait for me by the back entrance at 11:00 Phil will let you in JD

Your cheeks turned red again as you put the card away, the cab driver giving you a look in the rearview mirror as you held your nearly empty wallet, now with one business card, to your thumping chest. Oh yeah, it definitely was all worth it after all.

[wonwooslibrary]

svt as boyfriends ♡ wonwoo edition

member: wonwoo x gn!reader genre: fluff, bullet points :3 word count: 876 summary: wonu's gamer bf era warnings: none !! just know that i am in love with jeon wonwoo. (me saying things like that is what makes it hard to see i'm a junhui ult on this blog) author's note: happy wonwoo day !!!!! summer is about half way over :( but I hope this wonu boyfriend au will make you feel better <3

There is absolutely no way that the Jeon Wonwoo is not the “gamer bf” 

I have some very specific thoughts about boyfie Wonwoo so buckle your seatbelts and make sure to keep all hands and feet in the cart while it is in motion 

Quality Time 

Jeon Wonwoo is the king of quality time!! 

He would so much rather just chill with you at home than go anywhere 

Hates parties and only goes to them if another member of svt is hosting it because he’ll feel bad if he doesn’t spend time with his brothers 

Feels uncomfortable around your friends but will go with you to see them anyway because as long as he’s with you, he’s happy 

ABSOLUTELY loves when you ask if you can join him when he is gaming! 

If you play games a lot, he’ll be all pouty when you beat him at something like Call of Duty, but if you don’t play games a lot, you’ll be pouty when you find out he let you win at Mario Kart

He would also love to just have cuddle time where he reads his articles online and you just game on your phone, read a novel or something

Words of Affirmation

THIS MAN IS FSDKJFNSDKJ so good at affirmation pls I could sob just thinking about it 

He never fails to make you feel worthy, and perfect ! 

Always compliments you when he’s watching you do something, like if you win a race in Mario Kart he’d be saying something like “I’m so proud of you, good job!” even if it is something simple 

He’ll be over the freaking moon if you tell him you got a promotion at work, he’ll go on a rant about how much he loves you and will be on your side no matter what 

Do pet names count as words of affirmation bc Wonu is the type to say something like “babygirl/babyboy”, “sweetie” or “sweetheart” aaaaa

Just imagine him being like “good morning, sweetheart” AAAA sorry i’m in love-

Anyway Wonu is amazing at compliments and also loving you 

Physical Touch 

Is awkward lmao but he will try his best 

He would love to rest his head on you, if you’re taller, in between your shoulder blades while back-hugging you, but if you’re shorter, on your shoulders 

I can totally see him waiting to hold your hand when you’re shopping, going on dates, or just chilling in the living room

Loves cuddles but would refuse to admit to it 

Please let this man be the softie we all know he is !! 

Though, even tho he loves being around you and touching you…he always needs his alone time, and you are more than willing to accept that because let’s face it: everyone needs to be alone once in a while

He is such a simp tho, if you ask for even the slightest PDA he goes all out, even if he gets embarrassed about it: he’ll wrap his arms around your shoulders if you’re sitting next to each other in a movie theater or a restaurant 

He’ll also 100% playfully push you, like if you tell a really bad joke or if he is pretending to be annoyed with you (we all know he could never actually have any negative feelings towards you)

Acts of Service 

Acts of service is totally his calling: he’ll love to do literally anything for you

When you can’t sleep or are sick, you’ll ask him to sing you something to relax you and he’ll sing for hours until the both of you are asleep next to each other 

He seems like the type to love doing simple chores like laundry: it keeps him distracted, gives him the alone time he needs, and it helps you out ! 

As soon as you pull a “Wonu could you do this for me 👉👈 🥺” he’ll be sprinting to make you happy 

My favorite Wonwoo act of service is: teaching you how to do things…

This man loves to learn, and who else is he going to share his knowledge with? You want to know better ways to keep your plants alive? He’s got you! 

You’re unsure how to make this side dish for dinner? He’s texting you links to twenty different recipes and helping you pick the one you like most 

He just loves to interest you in these silly little facts that he hopes would help you with something, whether it be now, or in 10 years 

He’s a helpful bean <3 

Gift Giving 

Uses his money to his advantage (pls stop him before he takes over the world) 

If you even mention an article of clothing being cute in a store, you suddenly have one of every color the next day

If you are like “Hey Wonu do you wanna go see __ in concert?”, you best believe that he’s buying you VIP tickets 

And when you complain to him that he is spending way too much money on you, he just shrugs 

“What else am I going to do with my money? We have a nice place, and I have everything I could want, as well as you, I might as well use it to make you happy” 

I love him…

[blaque-honeyy]

*sigh* I have so much to say about The Bear S3.

I think s3 exists in this type of limbo where there are soo many things happening but none of it is really moving the story forward. My confusion lies in not knowing if this was intentional or not.

I feel dissatisfied, but I'm slightly okay with it (?) knowing that we were told some of these events were going to happen and it wouldn't be authentic if these problems were resolved within the season. Whether or not I remain okay with the events of this season depend on figuring out what the purpose of s3 was.

There is this parallax effect happening throughout the entire season: where Syd & Carmy start out AGREEING to go through this together but once Carmy starts slipping into old behaviors, their perspectives on how to get to that goal become different. Opening the restaurant was supposed to be a big point of unity and fulfillment for them but it has only created more distance and promoted an unequal power balance between them. They are stuck and it feels like chaos moving in slow motion.

The silence between them is so damn loud it's unbearable. Watching the individual descents of both characters is so rough and exposes the toxicity of trying to create something new without addressing unhealed wounds.

I think the restaurant is a toxic relationship for Sydney. She loves and admires Carmy so much, and doesn't want to walk away from something that she's put so much effort into, but there's only so much compromising you can do before you start losing yourself. Syd is rightfully scared that she will forever live in Carmy's shadow.

Carmy is spiraling, blinded by tunnel vision to reach "success", and has lost the fucking plot. It was so interesting to see flashbacks of his career and seeing how compassionate and nurturing his mentors were and instead of trying to embody that, Carmy, DEEP in his trauma, is actively imitating the one man he accuses of destroying his physical and mental health.

Of course he still cares about Sydney. He wants to make her happy, give her the star she wants. But in his obsession to gain that success, he has completely pushed her (and everybody else) aside. His mission to prove himself individually (based off insecurities around his competency as a chef/business owner & not being able to provide for his friends & family) has taken precedence over his commitment to her. As painful as this evolution of their relationship is, I do like the direction and I think it was handled pretty well.

Points of contention for me:

I couldn't give two shits about Claire–sorry. The fact that they retroactively added soo many scenes from when they were together seems contrived and looks like another bid to put another relationship above Syd & Carmy's. Neil telling Claire "you're the peace"???? DON'T PISS ME OFF.

Is this The Bear or The Fak Show? There were a lot of Faks introduced in this season and their banter seemed like it was created to fill in dead air. It was very annoying at some points. (John Cena was great though I can't say anything bad about that man.)

Adding too many tertiary characters. The Faks, the old employees of The Beef to help Ebra. Adding all these characters instead of fostering interactions between the core group.

This might be a hot take but they spent WAY too much time on Nat's pregnancy before the birth. Also, she had this baby and NOBODY but the Faks came to see her in the hospital?? BYE.

Things that I solidly liked:

T's episode! Her struggle with unemployment, losing hope, and then meeting Mikey was easily the most endearing moment of the season for me. Then watching her start to develop her own ideas and creativity in the kitchen was just 🤌🏾🤌🏾🤌🏾.

Again, although I'm team SydCarmy, I like this stage of their relationship. Exposing the flaws, and exploring ways they need to improve for themselves and for each other. I WANT Syd to leave The Bear because 1) it would be good for her health and to see how a good restaurant is supposed to operate 2) I firmly believe that will be the catalyst to making Carm get his shit together. I want him to PANIC. I want him to BEG. I want him to CRY. 😊

As you can see, the latter list is not long enough. There were plenty of things I didn't touch on but that would make this post 5x longer.

I can see how s3 could be the low point of the series. A lot of these episodes would be considered fillers in plenty of other television shows. I appreciate the change of pace but would like it more if it was handled better. And I'm mad that I have to wait a YEAR to get REAL story development after this.

[the1975attheirverybest]

Maybe I'm dumb, but I'm a newer fan of The 1975 and a few of the other Dirty Hit bands andd...did Jamie do something? 😅 like when i found out who he was, he was one of those people where i just...got the vibe that he wasn't great, but i thought i was reading into things so just curious, don't have to answer, but has Jamie ever actually done anything? (sorry if this sounds bitchy towards you either/targeted at your last post, that wasn't my aim 😭)

Awww, welcome to the fandom baby 🩷

Yeah, your sense about his vibes is true hahaha.

1. He’s absolutely shit at his job. He’s the sole CEO of DH and yet does nothing for the label. Not that he’d have time to since he’s always on tour with the boys. Like if he’s not there to actually run the label no wonder it’s clumsy.

2. He doesn’t really care about any of the artists that aren’t the 1975. He doesn’t promote others as much or put as much effort. Except I guess recently Bleachers. Cuz Bleachers signed with DH a few months ago. And I mean nobody wants to cross Jack Antonoff.

3. He’s so obsessed with kissing Matty’s ass it’s pathetic soemtimes. Which is insane since he doesn’t channel that energy into doing his job to keep matty / the band happy and successful. Even at the beginning of their career, if it wasn’t for Matty’s stubbornness and annoying personality, they wouldn’t have booked as many gigs. The boys do more work for themselves than Jamie.

4. He absolutely doesn’t know how to handle bumps in the road. He did fuck all when Matty’s reputation was in the toilet this summer. Rina (a dirty hit artist) literally went onstage and called Matty out MORE THAN ONCE. What do you think that looks like if people from his own label are doing that? Not to mention her stuff about how he owns her masters or whatever. Seemed like she was trying to send a message and that says to me that Jamie isn’t taking care of his artists the way that he should.

5. His unprofessional behavior towards fans. He went against Matty and the boys wishes when he opted into platinum pricing for tour and when we complained about it he replied to dms saying that “everyone needs to chill.” Like don’t tell me how to feel about spending my hard earned money on the band even AFTER Matty had said he doesn’t approve of jacking up prices etc.

6. He spends more time posting memes about “controversial” matty stuff than he does working. And when the whole Taylor stuff happened, he was posting himself listening to Taylor Swift at the height of the whole are they together / did they break up drama.

7. His feet.

[nightswithkookmin]

I'm replying you here cos your choice of words might rub others the wrong way and get you in trouble when you are already feeling down.

First off, hugs.

Second, I hear you. I understand you are annoyed because he couldn't take 1 second of his time to openly congratulate Jimin yet here he is on live at Jk's house fueling dating rumors amidst Face promotions.

Truth be told, it pisses me off too when BTS don't act civil towards eachother. They are friends sure but they have a professional relationship too and not expressing that professional courtesy towards eachother stirs my anger for real. They are ruining the script ruining the fantasy and vision of friendship I have for them😒

But that's a me problem. They don't owe me anything.

They are grown adults free to do whatever they want and express themselves in whatever way they want.

Similarly, you are free to like them or not like them too.

You don't have to force yourself to like something you don't.

I personally prefer Jimin as a bias because I like everything about him. His thoughtfulness, his kindness, his honesty and sincerity, his emotional intelligence, and the fact he tries to be a good human day in day out.

As much as I love Jungkook and the others I can't with the ghetto. I just can't. I would drag the hell out of them, nag and complain all the time when they act insensitivly towards others and without considering the impact of their actions on others. I mean I be dragging Jimin too sometimes so why not others😆

Take Tae for instance not saying shit bout Face for one- oh I'm finna drag him across the parameters of the universe I'm just waiting till the dust settle😌

Is that how soulmates behave towards a soulmate?😒

I like Jimin the most- mehn I'm so sick of this fakey love. FAKE LOVE. fakkey love. FAKE LOVE. I'm so sorry but it's fakkey love. "Cussing in Korean melody"

I'm tired of people paying lip service and not backing up their words with actions I'M SICK OF IT.

You love him, you love him. AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO SUPPORT HIM. WHERE WERE YOU WHEN WE NEEDED ALL PJMS ON BOARD.

WHY YALL BE DISGRACING ME OUT HERE

SO GHETTO AND FOR WHAT

You know what. Imma need you in the boxing ring sir

This is for Jimin.

This is for Jin. Don't think I forgot.

AND ON TOP OF IT ALL HE'S OUT THERE POSTING HIS WOOGA SQUAD AND OTHER PEOPLE I DON'T EVEN CARE ABOUT

THAT JUST HURT NOT GONNA LIE

Everyday I go on his page I'm holding my breathe cos I know I'm gonna see something that's gonna break mi heart😔

His friendship with Jungkook is the only good thing happening right now for me so you see when you come into my Ask and complain about it I get really confused.

On top of him shitting on my Bangtan friendship goals, vmin lesbian agenda, Taejin senpai you want him to shit on Tae kook too?? Now ma'm💀💀💀💀

I'm more terrified of him deciding not to Bangtan anymore and running off to form a band with his wooga squad 🥴

I already lost one direction I'm not gonna lose BTS😭

The world can't lose BTS😭😭😭😭😭

And we can't have a BTS reunion if the members hate each other or feel disconnected from one another so much they decide they've found their calling else where. I'm terrified Suga and Tae might not want to come back to the group- Don't ask me why. It's just a fear I have. So as much as I hate tuktukkers, I have bigger concerns.

I'm glad to see and hear Jungkook wildcard making efforts to connect with the members. He's initiating contact, inviting them to his place- THAT'S A GOOD THING. IT'S GOOD. IT MEANS THERE'S NO BAD BLOOD AND DRAMA BREWING ANYWHERE.

I'm happy to see Tae showed up with Hobi- Makes me wonder where Park Jimin was and what he was doing and why he didn't show up 👀

We could have had this. JM blocked our blessings 😩

I will miss Hobi for this😔

He's always there for his members when they need him. Such a beautiful human soul.

Guys sometimes lets pause and smell the roses and enjoy the little moments.

Hobi will soon be gone and we might not see him show up in lives like this anymore. If Jk is feeling lonely and he reaches out he might only have Tae to show up for him😔

Now imagine if Tae is gone too😭

Tae might not be doing this for others we wish he would do for, but I think he has since their Solo been a good friend to Jk. And he's been consistent with it. He's always there for him. Perhaps because more than anyone else, he knows and understands whatever JK is struggling with post their Solo announcement.

Jimin used to be like that too you know. I keep saying jm and Tae are very similar in some regards.

And I think this is better than him being snobbish towards Jk and acting passive aggressively towards him or blatantly telling him no like he said he did in soop when Jk asked him out for drinks🥴

Those days were wild.

While I don't think tuktuk are dating, I think they have a very good friendship these days. One that ought to be admired not shit on. We are not tuktukkers. Remember that.

But I take your comments about him doing all this to deliberately fuel drama seriously. I'll look into it. Just know that he's a bit of a troll🤣

If it gets on your nerves so much then it's usually a sign you are being trolled hard🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

If not then sis you just might be a hater in which case I can't help you💀

[yenn-reads]

A new month, new favorite series. And this month it’s going to be spooky.

Where are all my monster fuckers?

I have some treats for you. I have to admit it was hard this time to decide on three stories and maybe some of you are a little disappointed not to see their favorite monsters. I'm 100% a vampire fucker. I always was and always will be. So there's a lot of them in here today.

But like always, if you have your own favorite, tell me in your reblog. Share all the vampires, werewolves, ghosts or whatever monster series you love!

These are mine:

The Pull

Vampire!Henry Cavill x OFC Rowena (💕🔥🌩, status: completed)

@sillyrabbit81 is one of my favorites. I don't think anything I've read by her has ever disappointed. But this one really needs more praise. The story of the Crown Prince of Vampires Henry and his mate Rowena is breathtaking. It is full of emotions and the plot will keep you hooked until you manage to read all 25 parts. And if that's not enough to draw you in, perhaps the cameo appearance of Werewolf! Alexander Skarsgard will make you read it. You definitely should!

Natural

Mikey (+Walter+August+Sherlock) x reader (💕🔥🌩, status: ongoing)

This is my all-time favorite supernatural story, ever! @raccoon-eyed-rebel built a world and a whole lore around this story that is absolutely spectacular. It's fun, it's romantic, it's heart-breaking, it's hot. And because she has the incredible talent to put more than just one Henry-shaped guy into a story and make it work, we get Mike, August, Walter and Sherlock to live with us. All of their characters are built so uniquely, you're going to love them all. So it's a good thing we're in a slowly developing reverse harem.

And because I'm an annoying little fan girl I got some glimpses and spoilers for it and let me tell you, @raccoon-eyed-rebel is going to give us some really good stuff for this one!

Worship

Hades (Geralt/August) x OFC Eliza (💕🔥🌩, status: completed)

Second post, second time I have @daydreaming-in-letters on my list. Though this wasn't intentionally, it's far from a mistake. Because she is a favorite writer of me for a reason. And her Hades-AU is my favorite of her stories. It's absolutely unique. As always @daydreaming-in-letters knows exactly how to build worlds and atmosphere with her words. Let her take you to the underworld. Get to know Hades. In his divine form or his human resemblance. He will take your breath away.

Take a look at those stories, read, reblog, talk about them. Every time I see someone of my mutuals reblog something I recommended, my heart fills with joy. And be sure, the heart of the writer feels the same.

By the way, sorry for shameless self promotion but I couldn't let that opportunity slip, if you still want more vampires, you could also take a look at my own series

[exrankluck]

Dear Vocalist Wired Momochi Translation — lonely singer [track two]

disclaimer: this is 90% AI-generated transcription and translation, some things might be inaccurate or awkward.

カレはヴォーカリスト CD「ディア ヴォーカリスト Wired」 エントリーNo.5 MOMOCHI(モモチ)

*mic sfx, music in the background (mi amigo)*

(Hello everyone watching Music Airport, I'm Veronica’s Mo•mo•chi desu~!

Yes, that's right. We're currently recording a new song for the upcoming Fes, and I can't wait to let Cheers hear it as soon as possible!

Please wait just a little longer, everyone~ That's all from Momochi from Veronica. Bye-bye!)

sigh What are the people at the agency planning to do?

Even though recording has stopped, the TV program we filmed to promote the new song is still airing.

Cheers are expecting it, right?

They should just announce that they're going solo already.

I don't know anything about them pushing back the CD release.

It's not my fault.

But it doesn't matter.

? Where was my wallet again?

So what? Do you have a problem with that?

Dinner?

I don't need it. I don't have an appetite.

Ah, found it.

I'll be late again today, so don't do anything unnecessary.

Just stay quiet here.

*phone vibrating sfx*

Oh, it's the same as last time then…

[02:52] *bar/piano sfx*

Hey... why did you come here? I told you not to go out, didn't I?

Hah? You came here just to tell me that?

I can't believe it. I always tell you to leave me alone if someone comes over.

The members...

Wait, you didn't use the intercom, did you?

Then how did you know about the members coming to my house?

I see. You went out of your way to look through the window.

Do you think I'm happy about that or something?

You always do unnecessary things. You're really stupid.

*set down drink sfx* Ah, thanks.

Can you stop making me laugh? Why do I have to chase after you all the time?

Oh, I see~ You came to make up with me.

Did you finally realize that you guys are the ones who are in trouble when I'm not around? Hahaha.

!!

Huh? But it's the truth, isn't it?

Ehh, really~?

You also think I'm the one to blame.

Traitor.

You're really the worst.

And then what?

Another excuse?

I'm really sick of it.

It's too late to say that now~

It's too late!

Say it then.

What's wrong with me?

When and where did I do something wrong?

Hey...

You can't say it, can you?

Of course not, right?

Because there's not a single thing like that.

I was able to debut as Veronica, and there's even talk of a new song and a Fes.

It's all thanks to my singing that I got those chances.

Even when I had to work with those guys, there was no benefit for me, right?

Still, I put up with it, didn't I?

And yet...

Don't mess with me.

I don't need those guys anymore.

sigh I'm fine by myself.

I'm better off alone.

If you listen carefully, you'll understand what I'm saying.

Even someone as foolish as you can get it.

*footsteps, piano fadeout, mic sfx*

Sorry for interrupting suddenly, but I'll only be a moment~ Hehe.

*applause sfx*

Thank you for watching!

Thank you very much.

[06:56]

How was it? My singing?

You know, look.

See? Everyone, not just you, thinks the same thing.

I told you, I'm a genius.

Everyone wants to hear my singing, so I'm enough on my own.

I don't need any friends. It was a mistake to form a band in the first place.

It's the same now as it was before. I realized that a long time ago.

*cigarette light sfx*

Hey, how long are you planning to stay here? It's annoying that you came here when you don’t even drink.

*drink splash sfx*

Hey… I asked you, how long do you plan on staying here?

Can you not be so conceited? There's nothing you can do anymore.

You can't even make me happy, and you never keep your promises.

...so just disappear already.

Seriously.

You're annoying.

[08:36]

Huh? It’s OK. Sorry for making a mess on the store floor.

Ah, please -

*phone vibrate sfx*

Hey, what's this? It's my phone.

Did she bring it on purpose?

sigh Tsk, seriously, she always does unnecessary things.

And to make matters worse, it's coming from one of the members. So annoying.

It would be easier if those guys weren't around.

I'm perfectly fine on my own.

…But why is it that every day, it's so boring?

[alittlefrenchtree]

Ok, honestly, George is the most annoying character Nick has ever played so far to me, lol. Granted I haven't seen ALL of his filmography, though I've seen A LOT, but there are no redeeming qualities in George. Zero. The show and the writing made sure of that. He's very pretty and he's gorgeous to look at, and that's it. Even with what happened at the end for him (I won't spoil it just in case, lol), I didn't feel sorry. I felt like there was no character growth. It's like he learned nothing... So, in a way, and this might sound weird, I really liked the show as a whole but I feel like George is the "weakest" character/role he's had, even though Nick was surrounded by a stellar cast. And I know we can have characters that are flat out bad or dislikable, but I feel like that's not good when it's a main character and he's supposed to become this great seductor, which I didn't get with George. I know I sound like a hater, but I'm not; I just expected more character development for George and it fell flat, although I enjoyed him very much of course! I can't wait to see The Idea Of You to meet Hayes and see how the movie is like. What do you think about George in M&G? Do you agree with some of the things I've said or do you feel he could be written way better?

First thing first, you will never be called a hater on my blog if you didn’t like a show or a movie or something in the said show/movie, so no worries here, Anon. 

[generally, if you want to talk about a movie/show you didn’t like, give me some arguments like this person here. Don’t drop "this is shit" in my inbox. You’re allowed to not like a performance, but be gentle about the people you’re talking about. If it’s a person you don’t like, I would suggest you to not bother and talk about something/someone else instead].

I don’t really agree with what you said but I do think he could have been written in a better way.

I’m guessing what you implying by George having no character grow is that he’s not getting better any point. Cause we see him grow, he’s just getting… worst. There is a growth between the guy whining in his bed in front of his mom and the guy telling to his mother that he’s so above her he’s not even on the battlefield anymore. But indeed, you’re not supposed to like him or feel sorry for him. It doesn’t bother me but I get how it can be a difficult point for a spectator who needs to find way to relate to a main character.

Where I do agree with you is that they didn’t give George a lot of subtlety in his writing. Apart from his love for his brother, we don’t see much good in him. Even towards the king which is what bother me the most. He could have been more layered, with his love for the king, with his loyalty towards people he sees as friends and involvement in what he believes in. He’s not just this power driven figure who would step on anything or anyone who comes his way but the show made him that way. He’s a bad guy and not much more.

Honestly, I disagree with that part of the promotional speech saying his sex is his power and that’s how he submits people so I understand where you came from with that feeling. He is an attractive man with a seductive behavior but his power comes way more from all the love(s) the king(s) has for him than anything else. He is beautiful but the most extraordinary thing about this story is how much the king loved him so much, he gave him everything and more. George is powerful because the king made him king, not because he is beyond extraordinary himself. For me, the heart of the show should have been that relationship. A relationship that was probably way stronger and less filled with drama that the show wrote to be tv-friendly.

You are right in a sense that, past a certain point it looks like George is not learning but it’s not much shown in the show. George ends up mistaking the power he was given with the competence he has or hasn’t. And he repeats the same mistakes he made in Spain again and again without understanding what he’s doing wrong.

I don’t agree with George being a "weak" role in Nick’s filmography. Quite the opposite for me, it’s quite one of his strongest. I still have to watch The Beat Beneath my Feet, but what Nick did with George was very good. Written!George could have been better but he was still an interesting character (much wider for an actor than Johnnie or Timmy (bless him) or even Luke) and Nick’s performance was great so even if the show was mid for me, it was still a pleasure to see him act in it.

Here you go Anon, hope it answers your questions 🤗

[milascenta]

26th February 18:17

I'm sorry for not posting in a while. I've not been doing very much, just still recovering. Its been pretty annoying to be honest but its starting to get better. I thought it would be a lot faster, my doctor said only a couple months at most but its been way longer. I haven't been in as much pain recently though which is good, I no longer take pain killers all the time, its maybe once or twice a day if I feel it, some days feel better than others. I still feel the stitches which I was told would absorb after a couple months too so thats annoying lol, its making this small region across my chest really tight, like to the right of my neck along my collar bone, as thats where the muscle was cut through and reattached and all that. I'm able to workout a lil more though which is good, I haven't been able to move much for so long so its good to move more and get some muscle back. Not doing anything too intense as I don't want to risk tearing or anything. But the tightness is slowly going. Stretching is becoming easier too. I need to start walking more haha, I feel more lungs need more of a workout lately, which sounds weird but as they did stuff to my lung I need to get it back up to snuff lol. Been dealing with more pc issues can you believe it?! haha, its now just like turning off my displays and my IO becomes unresponsive but the computer is still on? Like all the lights and fans and everything, so I have to turn off the power supply and turn it back on again. So random too, just watching youtube or playing games does it, so its hard to reproduce. I've looked it up and it could be 2 things, either the motherboard is starting to die or something is shorting it out or the power supply is acting weird. So I ordered a new motherboard and if it continues then it must be the power supply. That means I should start streaming again soon, I've really been wanting to get back into it as its just something I see myself doing and I want to start doing things again, creative things and fun things moving things and all that.

I hope you've been doing ok and I hope your grandmother is doing ok too, N. I know you say you want 35+ days sometimes but please please I beg you, you do not hahaha I would kill to be able to wear clothes again and not sweat through anything I put in contact with my skin haha. Its been cooler down a lil recently but we still get a 35+ day every week or so. 38 on the 29th last day of summer is going out with a bang. Hopefully winter is cooler.

Its so good to hear you getting a promotion you really deserve so I hope you feel proud cause I do. Omg dealing with less customers sounds amazing too, they're the worst hahaha. I hope its been good and you've been able to acclimate to it well. I really understand when you say you feel Stuck, though I think you are being a bit harsh on yourself, I've to realise more and more as I age that time is kinda more and more irrelevant, what's more important is that we get there, we get to do the things we want and move towards our goals we set for ourselves, I really believe you will achieve them. Though I completely understand you. I hate that I'm still aging I feel like I haven't achieved anything, I keep thinking I wish I could go back to a teenager and start again, but who knows. I think getting out of your town is a good goal to have, I don't think you want to be there forever, I'm sure where you'd go but I think you'll try out a few places before settling properly, somewhere that is in more align with your values and offers you more opportunities. I really liked living closer to the city, I love further out but idk there's just something about walking around people and down alleys and finding random things, and also I things being close. Jeeez I miss just being able to walk to something, I have to train or bus to something I want to go to its so annoying hahaha. I really get you on the friends thing too, a lot of the people I grew up with are married and either have children or are in positions to now, its so surreal to see. I feel a roadblock as well. But idk I always feel like it will work out in the end, I just always have that tiny bit of hope that like nags me in the back of my mind like the adoring fan from Oblivion hahah. Always there to challenge my distorted thinking. Which is good I think. I think we always do things in the end, we never stagnate if that makes sense. But i feel like I'm rambling a bit, i just understand what you might be thinking right now as I feel similar. In my situation I get so much outside pressure from my family to do so much, even though I'm still recovering from a pretty major surgery, it kinda makes me feel like what I want to do isn't important and that I have to listen to them even though they don't seem to understand it. I feel like my best friend understands me the most right now and you of course. Both of which I'm grateful.

Chonky's been good she had her adoption day on the 12th of January, for which I give her some raw meat in the shape of a heart, I also do the same for Valentine's day.

Also Catfish and the Bottlemen are coming back and I'm so excited for the new album, its just Benji and Van at the moment but I have my hopes for the new stuff haha.

"I think you're crazy, baby

I will see you in the next life

I think you're crazy, baby"

[claire-starsword]

The Guardiana Magic School Run - Part 16

We continue Max's extreme luck with boats.

I am also teased with the existence of my Favorite Man but unfortunately, he does not join the team now, nor is he valid in this run. The neverending string of Adam Ls.

Once again there's nothing too interesting for the clear bonus. I do realize too late that I forgot to check the item shop in Waral, there's supposed to be something special there. I cannot go back now though until I solve the water problem here, so my bad.

The thing about this battle is that you can split up and face them on three fronts, including some very annoying narrow paths, or just rush through the center and ignore the side enemies or deal with them later. I want exp, but I have many squishy people, so I'll start from the center and see how it goes. There are, as usual, bats though, which should be approaching from the sides anyway.

Also, Domingo is not equipped with the ring he's supposed to be equipped with. I goofed up big time last part apparently. Hopefully we won't miss the extra movement.

Turn 1 is a bore fest with only a single bat approaching. Domingo can immediately go deal with it and hopefully distract it from frail targets.

lmao never mind. fellas love to ignore Domingo, poor thing.

Not a frail target though, so we're fine. This is just how Max's life goes.

The Worms however are doing a number on him. I do think they're valid targets for the Mermanbuster though.

Meanwhile Domingo left that first bat at 1 HP so Anri gets easy exp.

It is turn 4 and the bats are ignoring everyone so hard.

Domingo continues to have massive level ups, I didn't screenshot but he also got more defense, he's so good.

Unfortunately no amount of level ups can make these dogs less annoying.

On the other hand these things are indeed Mermanbusted.

We're now on annoying blocked positions. And if you ever thought "Oh the hounds are immune to fire so they must be weak to ice", tough luck, they seem to resist it despite again having no magic res marked on their stats. There is a clear attempt to nerf wizards in this second half of the game and, well, you'll see where that goes in the future! For now is more annoying than anything as Narsha is taking everything just fine.

Also Arthur redeems himself blasting this thing off the earth. I cheer briefly before realizing there's four more dogs in this map.

Because I'm annoyed at how much HP the dogs have, and the Skeletons tend to be tanks as well, I'm using Attack 2 on Narsha, Arthur and Max, as the position lined up nicely. Tao is also getting the buff, but I don't think she'll get to use it. Always funny if she does though.

She was supposed to Blaze a Skeleton to oblivion, because that's another way to deal with their tankiness, but I misclicked and ended her turn. Sorry woman.

Gong is also not having a great promotion debut.

And then Lowe gets really excited to one up him! That's a one shot, shame it doesn't give much exp at this point.

We're at turn 6 but I'm not too worried about the bonus, I'd rather train, so it's time to try baiting the side enemies with Domingo and other tanks. Tao also gets to finally deal with that Skeleton as intended, getting a level for the good work.

Turn 7 and everyone is baited by the trio of Domingo, Narsha and Max… Except that bat. I think these things are allergic to Domingo. You can see the dog did not ignore Domingo, this is flight AI thing or whatever. I'm calling it allergy. Or maybe a phobia. The enemies would be justified in having a phobia of Domingo.

A Skeleton survives Tao. This should be illegal >:(

Khris finishes it and unlike Lowe she gets a lot of exp from this enemy, levelling up.

Gong gets to redeem himself with some awesome damage.

This goddamn Skeleton refuses to be baited. I want to beat it up with Tao as she's pretty useless against the boss here, they're a mage so they resist any magic and have two hellhound with them. But Tao has no more Blaze 3 so she need someone to protect her, probably Gong, who can't tank the stronger enemies.

We're at turn 10 and haven't reached the boss yet, so that's it for the clear bonus. I really don't mind because the boss has to be done carefully (they have Freeze 2), and we're getting good exp. The worms were ridiculously easy thanks to the Mermanbuster (and Narsha getting a crit as strong as the Mermanbuster, the woman is really good with seafood), and Tao and Gong are finishing the annoying Skeleton.

The thing about this boss is that, as a mage, their defense is trash. Max can probably one hit them. But they're not in reach yet, and the dogs will block us as soon as they can. Their damage plus the mage's damage is a heavy blow to tank, but I think Max can do it as his magic res is 38% right now, pretty good (nothing compared to the 47% and 48% of Narsha and Anri though, I did not notice Anri was getting this good, turns out there's two goddesses of magic res).

Because the mage is easy to hit, doing away with the dogs seem like the best option. I'm unsure of how much damage we're gonna do, I'm not used to the damage of Supernova yet.

The damage is a whooping lot, that's how much. Perhaps it would have been possible to one hit the mage with this even with their resistance, Supernova is a bit weird with the resistances actually, but again, I prefer exp to the bonus today.

Not much to comment for the end, Max, Arthur and Domingo deal with the last dog while receiving heals from Narsha, Khris and Lowe. By the time only the mage is left things are easy. You can see here however what 60% magic res means, Anri cannot finish this fella at 5 HP. But surviving like that only means he gets one of the rarest deaths possible:

The Domingo slap.

Overall, a chill battle. There's a lot to do in town next time so I'll leave that for the next part.

Losses: 0 Deaths: 2

[thegeminisage]

okay i have TEN MINUTES to type out my thots about the last two tng eps i watched. day before yesterday was a surprise watch of "the icarus factor" together and last night i did "pen pals"

the icarus factor: i have nnnnever been more angry IN my entire life. riker's dad sucks so bad he sucks SO BAD

that being said the episode was horrifically sloppy. it could have been a must see but it was all over the place and committed so many crimes

firstly, i dont understand the point of offering riker a promotion in this episode when 1. he already canonically turned down a promotion to be here and 2. it didn't tie into his daddy issues in any way whatsoever

also, why did they have his dad DATE THIS DOCTOR LADY? not only is that extremely uncomfortable for everyone involved (can you imaaaagine your parent bringing home a coworker or vice versa seeing a coworker show up at work with your parent) but it ALSO served no function - pulaski didn't tell us anything about riker's dad that he didn't know and we didn't know

it also used up basically all of my goodwill that had been generated re: pulaski. she really is just a knock-off bones and she's actually so boring because of that and even her dating riker's dad and being a chronic divorcee didn't make her interesting. sigh. once again i'm sorry women.

i also don't understand worf's b-plot being about his ten year (although wesley trying to get them both into the dead dad club was HILAAARIOUS and maybe the most i've ever liked wesley so far, i'm allowed to say this since i'm also in the club). i feel like worf's >:( should have been something to do with riker's daddy issues either a disapproval of his parenting or a lack of understanding of why it's bad parenting or SOMETHING bc that needed to be the whole episode and the b plot was just so ??? like it's a b plot i would have enjoyed in a diff ep but not this one

and finally, after ALL of that, after outlining in detail what a shitty person riker's dad is, how he felt the need to compete with his own child who he was also emotionally and physically neglecting so much so that he CHEATED and felt proud for it, how he never put anything before his career, AND

AFTER HE SAID

"IT WASN'T AS HARD FOR YOU BECAUSE YOU WERE IN DIAPERS WHEN SHE DIED"

WHICH MADE ME SO ANGRY I ALMOST BLACKED OUT

the man didn't even apologize. the word "sorry" never left his mouth he just told his shitty sob story and that was it. they yelled some japanese at each other while doign this martial arts thing and will was like glad you came pops and they hugged and that was the end. and also he didn't take the promotion because we knew he wouldn't. girl come ON.

pen pals: the first half of this episode sucked real bad. picard and the horses was awful and i don't think he should be allowed to say the word "allah" on television

wesley getting his own command...eh. it was fine and he hasn't been nearly as annoying in s1 as he was in s2 but i don't care so i was tapping my watch and waiting to get to the ACTUAL episode. it was so tedious to watch everyone argue about his mental wellbeing and future or whatever. who cares. he shouldn't even be here there should not be children aboard starships

i liked the part with data's pen pal BUT i also think he knows better than to violate the prime directive like that. if he slipped and did it once and then confessed that'd be one thing but 8 weeks?? he wouldn't fucking say that

i was also ??? when he beamed her up and didn't leave her in the transport room...idk, i like that he has feelings, and she WAS cute if a little uncanny (the voice filter sounds like the one tumblr used in that one interview lol), but it seems like if you wanted an episode About Data he could have fugured out that third answer of how to both save her and obey the prime directive, instead of getting yelled at and/or ignored by picard and then picard doing it. (man when picard asked for tea first from the replicator while data was trying to get his attention...)

at least pulaski was nice to him i guess :/

tonight, "q who," which will sadly probably have q in it, but at least i get to meet the BORG. at long last...................................

[girlvinland]

Ok lol, this is stupid as hell but I feel the need to liveblog my reaction to this book I'm reading bc 1) it's a mass-market romance novel (which I never read so it's an exciting adventure for me) and 2) actually I think that's all, just the one reason. I'm putting under a read more bc I know it's not important but I'm doing this for my own sanity.

Ok. I was "gifted" this book by virtue of being close to someone who works at a bookstore and being given advanced readers that seem like ones I'd be interested when they come in. This particular one is one of those light, cheesy popcorn books; it's wlw romance which I'm not a stranger to but when I want that kind of thing I almost exclusively read historical fiction/romance. So this is a silly one to me.

The premise is one woman works at a gym, she gets invited to her gay best friend's sister's wedding, the bride doesn't want to get married and ditches the fiance, then they get together. Idk lol, but sure. I'm gonna keep updating my thoughts as I go through this bc like I said, these kind of light romance novels are not something I ever read (except in one instance where my friend made me read one from a series she really likes and I just couldn't do it man [ok I still did for her but I didn’t enjoy it]. I'm sorry if you do enjoy them, it's fine and good but not for me).

Ok to start off with, I think the relationship between the MC and her best friend is cute- he reminds me of one of my best friends in middle/high school and their conversations bounce off each other in similar ways. But it's also really cringe bc every other line is like he's SO gay he flirts with EVERY man he sees and has a MILLION toxic exes, etc.

Anyway. He makes her come with him as his date to his sister's wedding, with the bonus implication that she can get a promotion at the gym (bc his parents own it). MC goes along with it, as her dream is to own her own gym and she wants to make herself look better, whatever.

Not even the FIRST day they get to where the wedding is going to be, she runs into the bride and is already horny, also I have to share this little snippet bc lmao???

Hot cow eyes. Okay.

Anyway, the next day comes and the wedding is going to be at one of those massive complexes where there's like a mansion people stay and the actual wedding is in a barn and the theme is like that tacky rustic kind of thing. Whatever (also sorry if you like that- again, just not my thing).

MC gets too drunk at the open bar before the rehearsal dinner and makes a fool out of herself, then runs to the bathroom only to hear crying from one of the stalls. She knocks and is like "hey are you ok? i have to check bc 'girl code'". The woman crying opens the stall and they start talking. MC tries to pull out some tissues from her purse but instead pulls out a napkin of cocktail shrimp (ok I did laugh bc I would also steal cocktail shrimp for later, I would not eat them in the bathroom though, which is what she proceeds to do).

Anyway, the woman (who is obviously the bride but MC doesn't know that yet bc she's never met her best friend's sister[???]) is like "wehhh I had to come here and things w/ my SO are not great, I wish I could leave him" and MC is like "ok, then do it". Bride is like "I can't break up with him at a wedding!"

They keep talking and later MC finds out it was actually the bride and is like oh fuck, I essentially told the bride to ditch the groom.

The bride does ditch the groom and flees the country on the honey moon alone (???) then returns and is like "everyone's mad at me oh noooo".

And that's where I've left off so far and OKAY. This woman annoys me already lmao like as someone who has called off an engagement WHY would you do it the day before the wedding?? I know this is a common trope in these kinds of things but jesus christ lmao. Yeah I wonder why everyone is pissed maybe bc you never SAID anything and people sunk tens of thousands of dollars into it and whatever. And she clearly knew like?? Idk man. When I got engaged it took a couple months before I was really honest w/ myself, but I knew I didn't want to drag it out/hurt myself and the other person and the families involved in so many ways by keeping it going until the last moment?? Stupid. Like it’s okay to realize something isn’t right for you and work through it but at least try to be considerate and responsible? Although I did really feel her when she was talking about how "nothing was wrong in the relationship, so I just kept going with it". Damn, I don't need bad romance novels to make me feel things like that lol.

ANYWAY. I will be back when I read more, if you read all this I am very sorry. I had a lot of caffeine today bc in between reading this I've had to work on last minute project stuff when I was needed and I'm super wired rn.

[rambleontime]

Sept 1, 2024

I'm happy summer is drawing to a close. It was a fun summer. We did so much and truly made the most of it. From biking around in Rhode Island in June, to our Euro trip in July (being Kali's maid of honor, seeing Taylor Swift live in Zurich, being in Liechtenstein), to spending the month of August in Montreal, summer has been full of adventures and experiences.

I've really pushed myself to be more adventurous and make the most of this summer ~ partly because I hope to be pregnant in the fall, god willing. So maybe not the best habits, but had a bit of a yolo mentality in August and stayed up late, went to concerts, soaked it all in. I guess all the 'normal' things to do at my age (29). But I guess prior to August, I'd been living a bit cautiously ~ and not to butcher that quote, but I don't want to live so cautiously so as to not have lived at all.

But anyway, I got my fill of all these summer adventures and I'm really looking forward to being back home in Boston and settling back into a routine! I miss sleeping in our own bed as well. Plus being in Montreal is great, but I'm starting to get agitated with the feeling that we need to make the most of it every damn day and do something after work. Sometimes, I don't want to do anything after work besides curl up with a good book or TV show. But I've been pushing myself cause again ~ assuming that once I'm pregnant I won't be going to many concerts ha! (But side note - V is way more adventurous than me vs I'm a homebody; so truth be told, I'm also looking forward to him having more work events in the fall, so I can have more alone time. I can't be with him 24/7 and honestly it's an annoying feeling that I constantly have to entertain him and do things with him while we're in Montreal - sorry not sorry. Obviously things are different in Boston cause he has hobbies, friends, etc).

Also lately I've been feeling introspective. Maybe cause my 30th birthday is coming up? I feel like all the time since covid has been a blur. A lot has happened since 2021 - we bought a house, did a lot of traveling, and I finally got promoted this year - but also looking back, in a lot of ways, it has felt like the movie groundhog day with the same thing happening over and over again. And I look back and I wonder ~ what did I accomplish for myself?

I think my biggest regret coming out of my 20s is not pushing myself more at work & in educational pursuits and just going with the flow. Which ironically is what my parents constantly criticized me for growing up ~ not being as much of a go-getter, че се вея, etc etc. Dad would always quote Alice in Wonderland:

If you don't know where you want to go, then it doesn't matter which path you take

Sadly, quite true about my life up to this point (although, these past few days I've felt this really odd power shift/motivation in me ~ like I finally know what I want; that I want to actually DO something rather than just let time pass and let life passively happen to me).

Heck, even rereading my financial reflections post from Dec '22, I realized not much has changed cause I still struggle with a lot of the same issues (although thankfully some improvement cause I'm not using BNPL anymore & I dodged the bullet of buying an expensive Van Cleef necklace and instead got my long coveted rug for the living room).

But I need to do better for myself in this next decade of life. What do I want? Cause I'm truly realizing how quickly time flies. Insanely fast. And I don't feel like I have enough to show for it.

First of all, let's start with the house. We bought our house in May 2021 and yeah, we're not all that well-off and the house decor has mostly/entirely fallen on me, but damn - it's Sept 2024 and our house still isn't fully furnished. It's honestly pathetic. I'm pretty embarrassed by it. Setting a goal to furnish it by the end of the year, cause I've had it with my lazy ass (but also with V's annoying ass reluctance to spend too much $ on the house, which is a whole other topic on its own). Also acknowledging that part of the problem is I have expensive taste and need to budget it out better. Hell, the rug I just bought from West Elm was a little over $1k~

Second of all - work. Work-life balance is important, but sadly one consequence of working from home has been that I have felt so disconnected from work. I don't listen during meetings; I multi-task. I really wonder what transferable skills am I getting from this job? I'm most definitely coasting along. I work with smart & motivated people and lately I feel like I'm just along for the ride. I did get promoted this year and my work is valued (I think). But I see how this one girl, who is younger than me, really got ahead and is managing me right now. Not sure if I would have wanted her position and to go into management, but I am seeing that while I do have seniority on the team, the new hires learn fast. Long story short - I need to use my job to expand my skill set instead of just doing the same things over and over again.

Third of all, continuing education & learning. I wish I had taken the GMAT and/or pursued a Masters degree. It's not too late, but I do feel like I had a lot of free time from 2020-2024 that I squandered/could have used better. Or at least done some more certifications or something. Also I'm frustrated with myself because my parents did talk to me about this. So I want to be better about investing in myself skill wise (not just with facials, massages, hair, and other кифла things).

I don't want to be all negative and so hard on myself. I've learned a lot over the past decade. How to take care of myself, first and foremost. Heck, when I was 19 and just starting college, I didn't even know how to do my own laundry. Now I run & manage a whole household (obviously with help from my husband, this isn't the 1500s). So yeah, I should give myself credit where credit is due. I've come into my own as a woman and a person. And I should give myself grace because I immigrated to the US as a 19-year old and "started fresh," and worked on building myself up in a country where I have no close family around.

I have a supportive community and friendships all around the world. I am kind and people like me and come to me for advice. I appreciate that!

I think some lessons for the coming decade are:

Prioritize what you want to do. Say no to things in order to free up time to do what you want to do.

Hard work pays off. And the fun times are so much more rewarding when you've worked hard.

Consistency is key. I'd rather focus on one good habit/adding an additional thing in my life than focusing on 5 and then loosing the plot.

I will continue this later...

[mangodestroyer]

God, the sex life shit REALLY annoys me! Like, sure. Let's get on women for having fun, consensual sex. Let's just ignore the possibility of some man holding promotions over a desperate woman's head in exchange for sex. Let's just go ahead and reduce the accomplishments of women by objectifying them and deciding they're only good for their sexual appeal and reproductive capacity. Let's just ignore how male sex scandals are straight-up serial r*pe. Involving, but not limited to, the exploitation of minors, sex sl*ves, threats, blackmail, violence, humiliation, bribery, etc. It's not like these ideas even just affect women in power... everyday women are hurt by these ideas too. Women are shamed for pursuing or showing any capacity for having desires. Women in my age range are assumed to want to find a man and have kids. Seriously, some people think this about me despite not knowing a thing about me. It's something I think about because my brother, who has far, FAR fewer credentials than me has a much easier time finding jobs. I'm a genderqueer, childfree maybe lesbian? who wants to at least get a Master's in their field of study. I'm only just now working jobs that are cooler than retail. It probably took me getting a minor in mathematics for that to finally happen. Along with three years of experience in a retail job. Actually, I've accumulated so many fucking skills just by working/going to school.

The way feminists are often portrayed in popular media too... thing is... I'm CRAZY about women's rights! It's pretty much become a hobby of mine to study the patriarch and misogyny. I've slowly become less and less male-centered over the years. If anything, I'm a little disgusted with how a concerning number of men act (but I am still willing to be friendly with and even collaborate with the ones irl who act like normal, decent human beings). I've been addressing my internalized misogyny as well. I grew up being shamed for having emotions. Being convinced that I am ridiculous and dramatic. Something I've realized in adulthood is that I sometimes become disgusted when I see women in media cry, act emotional, or just aren't sunshine and unicorn shit at every given moment. I thought it was "poor writing" (and sometimes, it is). But then I also realized that I was projecting my trauma onto these fictional characters and not giving them room to be imperfect/have emotions and be vulnerable. Because strong female characters are also human beings and are allowed to feel helpless in unfair situations.

The point is, it's been a lot of rewiring of my mindset. At this point, I feel out of touch with a lot of people I interact with because lots of people still have unhealthy ideas that are misogynistic. Lots of people look at me like I'm rabid for challenging these ideas/questioning the status quo. Ironically, this does not seem to stop men from pursuing me. If anything, I am almost at the age where i*cels and r*dpill a-holes decide that I am "used up." I am also a bit taller than the average woman and almost weigh 160 lbs. I'm androgynous and have some masculine interests. You'd think I'd be absolutely repulsive to these men. But I STILL have tons of men, often with these concerning, traditional ideas going after me. I kind of hate it. It also disproves the idea of feminists being unattractive. Truth is, people see us as a challenge to overcome. Especially men! We're the ultimate conquest. Women who are sure of themselves scare people. Even if we articulate 20% of the words in a conversation, we are seen as "dominating" it. And we are the ones who articulate more than 20%! And if we also just aren't all that attracted to men... especially masculine cis men... that seems to scare people even more! Some men just don't like to see a woman who doesn't need them. Some men, and sometimes even women, want to break us down and "put us in our place." Because seeing someone from an "inferior" class thrive is scary to people. It's sick!

Ugh! Sorry for the rant. I've realized some very ugly truths about our society in recent years. And entering the adult world as the outcast I am has finally pushed me to confront them. Same with our politics as of late. It's nice to know that at least some people, even some conservative women, are put off by V*nce. But it's not enough to comfort me. Like you said, some people on the left also seem to buy into/hold onto harmful ideas. I've learned this for myself time and time again the hard way. I've hung around other queer people irl and they are NOT as accepting and open-minded as you would expect. You would think that other outcasts would "get it." Instead, they often seem to have this, "Fuck you, I got mine!" attitude toward other minorities when they believe they have found the things in their life that "complete" them. I've had bisexual women act uncomfortable with my homosexuality while doting over whatever man they happen to be thirsting after, while also trying to convince me that I should go find a man. In fact, some people who support homosexuality only seem to support it when it involves male characters they're attracted to. They don't seem to consider female homosexuality as a "real" thing. Other NBs invalidate my gender identity. White people who claim to be liberal act weird about me being part Native and will sometimes say racist things about Natives, while some POC seem to assume I'm some white Karen and want nothing to do with me. People are freaked out by my autism. Some people on the spectrum act like I haven't done enough to "fit in" and make it a point to act superior to me if they happen to have a larger friend group/partner. People with other neurodiverse conditions also chastise me for the way I naturally am. Some of these so-called liberals also say shit like, "I'm gay and I didn't give a fuck when gay marriage was legalized!" Like, okay? Your point? Some liberals also just don't believe me when I say we're on our way to a dictatorship/genocide. They start falling into normalcy bias and act like I'm just trying to start drama. Even when I bring up evidence from what historians have been saying about this/Pr*ject 2025/overt quotes from the politicians themselves. It's not enough to convince them to vote. Even if they do decide to vote... they think about voting third party to make a point??? And probably the weirdest thing that has ever happened to me was when a fellow liberal started twisting my words and claiming they were worried I was "falling away" and "that I'd vote for Tr*mp." The same person who was dating someone who said they didn't give a fuck about gay marriage and would probably vote third party. AND would casually say misogynistic things that were supposedly backed up by "science." Um... what??? I'm probably the last person on the planet who would have anything to do with the Orange Nightmare!

And this is what I mean when I say that I hate people. To me, it almost feels as if a lot of people just don't want to live in a decent world. Either that or I have a strange talent for finding characters. Seriously, the conservatives are already bad enough, but some liberals are a mindfuck to talk to. I sometimes have to wonder if I'm living in one of the levels of Hell and the universe is subjecting me to psychological torture. The best I can do to cope with it is by voting whenever possible and by being a hermit. Seriously, I hate that I keep finding myself going back to the hermit life, but it's the only way I can seem to find any semblance of contentment. Same with getting lost in fictional works/fantasy. I just can't constantly focus on these heavy things. I also take so many things to try and help stabilize my mood, but there doesn't seem to be a thing in this world to soothe me when I'm confronted with these things.

But at the very least, I can be happy about Kamala. Like I said, she gives me hope. I've never felt so excited about a candidate! She's one of the few people who actually seems to "get it."

I think she was President from the handshake but it's been a safe bet since she had him at "they're eating the pets!" before five minutes had elapsed.

She is eating the orange nightmare alive.

Please, please vote for this woman, Americans.

[heeracha]

## marriage discount. — p. sunghoon

from the world of buy one, take me.

synopsis: after endless of weddings that sunghoon attends to, he's been spending non-stop. so, upon hearing about a discount for married people even if it's just in the dry cleaners, sunghoon tells the employee that the girl, who happens to be you, walked in in the shop is his wife. even if he doesn't know you.

pairing: sunghoon x fem!reader

mentions of: botm!heey/n, botm!jay

content/genre: just a short one (i'm not sure if i will give part 2, but hey let me know), fluff, slight crack

warning(s): swearing. sunghoon jokingly calling heeseung 'daddy' 😭 if there's something, let me know. unproofread

note: this is rlly just short but i think its still cute lol,,, hopefully u guys enjoy this vv short piece HKVDBSHDF im sorry that its short, i rlly wanted it to be long, but yeah HBDSJHSF,, u dont need to read the smau, but for context, 'flower' is hee's nickname for mc in the smau

wc: 2k

sunghoon was annoyed lately. everyone he knows is getting married, so it annoyed the hell out of him. oh, don’t get him wrong. he’s not annoyed because everyone is getting married but him. he’s annoyed because of the fact that weddings are so much work and have to spend money for decency. speaking of money, he’s almost out of it.

sunghoon recently just got promoted in his job and had a raise, but the money just went by a snap because of the said weddings. he had to buy a tux, and it’s the only tux he’s been wearing in weddings. he just attended one the day before, now he’s here in the dry cleaning shop to have his tux cleaned. next month will be jay’s wedding.

he’s happy for them, he really is. and heeseung, too. heeseung recently reconnected with flower and he was insanely happy about it, but sunghoon can’t help, but think that it would heeseung’s wedding next and his money is out again.

“good morning, sir!” the employee greets. he was a bit younger than sunghoon, probably riki’s age or younger. sunghoon mumbles a hello, giving the boy his tux. “where’s your wife, sir?”

“what?” sunghoon asks.

“it’s just, we have a discount for married people.” the boy says and sunghoon, of course, will do anything for discounts. so, when the next person pushes the door open to get in, he wasn’t even thinking.

“there she is.” sunghoon says, pointing at you causing you to stop. he nervously looks at you as you just look between him and the employee.

“what?” you say, raising an eyebrow at him.

sunghoon’s doomed.

“i’m just asking him where his wife is, ma’am. he said it’s you?” the boy asks for confirmation and you look at the man who said that you’re his wife. hm. he’s fucking gorgeous, why not?

“he’s cute.” you mumble under your breath, but you knew they both heard when the man’s cheeks started to grow red. “sure, yeah!” you say and the boy raises an eyebrow. “i just like complimenting my husband. what is this even about?” you ask, chuckling nervously.

“we have discount for married people, ma’am.” he says and sunghoon swears he saw your eyes shine when you heard the word discount.

“really?” you ask and he nods. sunghoon softly smiles when he watches you. “how much?”

“20%.” the employee answers and you nod. “but ma’am, i don’t see any ring on either of you.”

sunghoon softly curses under his breath, but of course, just like sunghoon, you would do everything for discounts. “we pawned them last week.” you lie and sunghoon looks at you. “you know how tough life is lately.” 

“right, i’m sorry. is this tux and that gown all you have for dry cleaning?” he asks and you look at sunghoon.

“yup, that’s all.” he says as you give the gown to the employee. he immediately hangs it on the rack along with sunghoon’s tux and puts it together. “it will be ready in 24 to 48 hours. you can pay for it by then when we text you to pick it up. can i have any of your numbers?”

“sure.” sunghoon says as he takes the pen and paper that the employee gave. “okay, thank you.” he says and the boy says thank you as well. you and sunghoon come out of the dry cleaning shop, turning to the left right away.

“i’m sorry about that—”

“no, no! i needed the discount, too. i should be thanking you.” you say and sunghoon laughs, shaking his head. “you don’t have anyone, do you?”

“no, no!” sunghoon says, shaking his head. “you?”

“no,” you say, chuckling. sunghoon clears his throat, nodding as he doesn’t know what to say anymore, but he needs your number. he was about to speak when you beat him to it. “there’s this bakery that sells these insanely expensive cakes, but they’re good. they give discounts to married couples.” 

sunghoon smiles. “is it that bakery just downtown?” he asks and you nod, smiling. “we need rings, first.” he says and you chuckle. sunghoon talks to you as he drags you to an apartment building, exchanging names, numbers and information that you two need to know about each other until you two started talking about the most random things.

turns out, you were in the same university as he was.

“really? for discounts, you’re pretending to be married to someone you barely know?” sunghoon friend says, then he looks at you. “please don’t take offense, you seem like a lovely person.” he says and you laugh lightly, shaking your head.

“none taken, i know how it sounds.” you say.

“as if you didn’t take flower as a freebie in jay’s bouquet six years ago.” sunghoon says and his friend glares at him. “you barely knew her that time, yet you still did.”

“i didn’t take her as my wife!” he defended and sunghoon only raised his eyebrow at his friend. “and you know i can’t lend you their wedding rings, jay will fucking kill me.”

“how about the wedding rings you bought for you and flower?” sunghoon asks and his friend sighs. “i’ll return it safe and sound, not even a scratch. i promise. and like, let’s be real, you wouldn’t propose right away when you two reunite.”

“excuse me?” he says.

“come on, it took you a century to admit you like flower.” sunghoon says and he feels a poke on his arm. he looks through his shoulder to see you shaking your head.

“not helping.” you say and his friend sighs for the hundredth time. “and you know what? there’s an arcade somewhere where there’s a wedding booth for some reason, let’s just ask them for some fake rings.” 

“no, no.” his friend says, turning around to go to the nearby desk and pulling a drawer out. he grabs a velvet red box, giving it to sunghoon who is holding his hand out. but his friend pulls his hand back. “listen,” he says and sunghoon hums. “you’re going to be careful with this, you’re going to return it to me in the same state that it is, you’re not losing this, and you owe me, okay?”

“yes, daddy.” sunghoon says, jokingly, raising his eyebrows and his friend shakes his head, rolling his eyes as he gives sunghoon the box. “thank you!” sunghoon laughs as he turns around, exiting the apartment as he grabs your hand on the process.

“thank you by the way!” you exclaim and sunghoon’s friend nods. you jog along with sunghoon as you two stop outside of the building. sunghoon puts the ring on you as he puts the other on him. “wait, was that lee heeseung?” you ask. 

“yeah!” sunghoon says. “why?”

“i just remembered the one time i was in flower’s aunt’s shop. she was there with him helping her, but he wasn’t much of a help, actually. he was just goofing around and clinging on flower, trying to pull her away from her work. he kept saying he wanted to go to the movies with her.” you say, remembering six years ago as clear as a day.

sunghoon smiles. “i bet flower said something about kicking seungie’s ass?”

“she did. heeseung stopped and flower just glared at him, putting the flowers down and grabbing her coat, causing heeseung to smile widely.” you laugh, shaking your head. sunghoon chuckles. “anyway, bakery?” 

turns out, not only did the bakery give you a discount, they gave the cake for free and with some drinks. the employees were pretty convinced you two were recently married. sunghoon was just thanking the universe that you were the one who entered that dry cleaning shop.

“well, free lunch. that was great.” you said, walking out of the bakery with sunghoon holding your hand in his. he laughs, nodding. 

“and heeseung thought we were insane.” sunghoon says to which you nod, chuckling. “so… would you mind going around for a bit?” he asks, stopping as he faces you. “i kinda wanna see what more we can abuse with this thing.” he says, pointing at the ring on his finger. you laugh, nodding.

“sure, of course. you wanna see, i don’t know, there?” you say, pointing at an arcade. you look at sunghoon who was just looking at you to which you smiled.

that was the whole day. you two went around town to see if you can get any discounts, even with the stuff you don’t even know. you both acted like a married couple and it was honestly nice. and hey, sunghoon even got a discount for his wedding gift for jay. 

around 11 in the evening, you and sunghoon were silently walking on the way to your apartment. not that you two were tired of talking and got tired of each other, but it felt nice being in comfortable silence with each other as sunghoon softly holds your hand in his. he insisted on walking you home to which you, of course, did not decline. 

park sunghoon is pretty damn cute, after all.

you never know why you never noticed him back in college.

“this is me,” you softly say, stopping as you gesture on the building and sunghoon nods, smiling at you. “today was pretty fun.”

“it was nice being your husband for a day.” sunghoon says and you laugh, nodding. you remove the ring from your finger, giving it to sunghoon as he takes it and puts it in the box, along with his. “i’ll text you when we can get our tux and gown from the dry cleaning place.”

you nod. “thank you, sunghoon.” you softly say and he smiles. you sigh, nodding as you start to walk into the building, but sunghoon was quick to stop you.

“hey, y/n?” he calls.

you turn around right away. “yeah?”

sunghoon gives a soft gentle smile which he gives when he’s shy. “you maybe wanna,” he clears his throat, shrugging. “i don’t know, go on a date after we get them from the dry cleaning place?”

“sure, why not.” you softly say.

“i’ll pay this time.” sunghoon says with a smile. “no pretend marriage for a discount, but as two people on a date where we… get to know more about each other.”

you smile.

“and then, i don’t know,” sunghoon chuckles, shrugging. “from there maybe we can see where it goes.”

“i would love that.” you say, nodding. “um, you have my number, just text me.”

he nods, smiling. you keep your hands in your pocket, smiling as you nod. you were about to go inside, but you stop, turning around to sunghoon and walking up to him. you press a kiss on his cheek, smiling up to him through your lashes.

sunghoon, like the entire day, didn’t know what he was thinking. he leans in, pressing his lips against yours as impulsiveness takes over him. he pulls away, looking into your eyes filled with shock. he nervously chuckles, shrugging.

“i’m sorry.” he apologizes. “i just couldn’t wait for the date, you looked too beautiful up close.”

you chuckle, shaking your head as you bashfully look away, hand on your mouth to cover up your smile. a guy who you didn’t know went to the same university with whom you went around town pretending to be married to get discounts just kissed you.

the guy you know for less than 24 hours has kissed you.

and you wanted to do it again.

you looked at him, chuckling as a big grin grows on your lips. “one more,” you say, holding your hands out to cup his cheeks. sunghoon softly laughs, hands on your elbows as he presses his lips against yours as he feels you kiss back.

eventually, you two had to pull away as you two were smiling too wide, sunghoon resting his forehead against yours. “alright, good night.” you mumble and sunghoon smiles.

“good night.” he softly says and you smile as you pull away, turning around to go inside the building. sunghoon turns around when you’re out of sight, smiling to himself as he walks home.

he stops when he hears his phone ping, he takes it out and reads the message. it was from the dry cleaning place. they can get it tomorrow before lunch right away. sunghoon grins as he goes home.

too excited to see you again.

and who knows, maybe the next wedding he will attend after jay’s is finally his own.

a/n: if botm!heey/n is "she fell first, he fell harder", botm!hoony/n is "proof that you can fall in love within 24 hours". im sorry if this was boring ahbdsjksfhb but yas thank you for reading <3