#Sometimes out of laziness but yah

[shinakazami1]

SHINA!!! I’ll try to avoid using terms I’ve used before because I feel like that would give me away immediately BUT.

Goodness. Where do I even START?? You are so incredibly cool and such a kind and sweet person to talk to??? You always ALWAYS have something nice to say it seems, and you do not hesitate to say those things. I’ve seen you pop off with so many random in depth compliments to people that absolutely make their days. Oftentimes it’s after people post a work of theirs, but I’ve also plenty of times seen it (and received it) without any prior warning, and it absolutely warms my heart to see it.

You have so many absolutely bonkers ideas, but like, in the fun way! All of your aus and designs are extremely creative, and you execute them perfectly. Sometimes, things don’t look like they should work as an au, but you tie everything in so tightly and make sure it does, and it’s always a delightful surprise to see. It’s so fun to read your writing, as it’s got a genre of ideas that are so different from the norm but work so well the way you execute it.

And good god. Your ART. You manage to plant (ha) an image directly from your brain and onto the page in a way I’ve seen NOBODY ELSE do before. Seeing your speedpaints only serves to baffle me more on how you manage to do this— You seem to have exactly an idea of what you want to see and visualize it in its entirety before you even start the drawing, and then you transfer it directly onto the page. With nothing but the LASSO FILL TOOL sometimes. No sketch???? Huh???????? My mind is still utterly blown on how you manage to pull that off, but you DO, and it always turns into an absolutely stunning piece. It always looks like you know exactly how to make colors and lighting work in tandem with each other, and know what colors you’re wanting before you start. I am forever wondering how you’ve managed to get such a good grasp on it!

All in all, I think this even undersells a bit how cool you are, cause I doubt I could put it really properly into words. I look up to you as an artist, and you forever inspire me with the things you do. Keep it up, my guy, it’s so so wonderful to see

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[gangplanksorenji]

Kinknuary Day 11: Riding

Pairing: NMIXX Haewon x Male Reader

Word Count: 4,359

[Kinknuary Masterlist]

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You’re making a fool of yourself, and Haewon too.

You tend to be an attentive person, capable of being aware of anything and tend to go straightforward but you’re just acting like you’re oblivious and god, you’re bad at it. Thankfully, Haewon is worse at reading your true emotions towards her and that’s a sigh of relief—you didn’t want it this way but it just feels uncanny being romantically involved in a relationship with her, even though you’re one of her close friends.

I guess, you’re just in the “friend’s zone” no matter what happens, but you could never be so sure because sometimes, she can be unfathomable.

“God, I've been so stressed lately.” Haewon thuds at your couch as she stares up at the ceiling, feeling a little exhausted from the earlier party the both of you attended.

“Maybe you’re just being too harsh on yourself, Haewon.” You remark as subtle concern emanates through you in which, Haewon jokingly teases you with that, not before rolling her eyes and letting off a scoff towards you.

“Wow, you’re concerned for me, hm? That’s not you—that’s not you!!” She changes her lazy demeanor into a lively one as she looks at you with a surprised face (knowing it’s genuinely sarcastic), rushing towards you and then holding your shoulders as she slightly shakes you, teasing you even more as her dorky personality shows.

“Yah, stop it!” You brush Haewon off with your arms as she pouts after you remove her hands all over you, a little bewildered with your possibly irritated approach. “I’m just saying that you’re maybe just overworking yourself on too much, that’s all.”

Haewon reflects for a bit, thinking that you’re maybe right in these circumstances as she takes this a little too seriously. Maybe approaching such deadlines and procrastinating too much isn’t going to do the job, and setting time schedules to do productive things would be the right call and you’re letting her know how she can be more efficient and she can do better than that. 

Of course, you’re thoughtful about her, even though you may act like a hypocrite sometimes and deny it, there’s still a heart inside you that values her as much as she does towards you. The sign of the hint of anxiety painting her face earlier as she overthinks about it is alarming for you, and you don’t want Haewon too feel like that everytime, even when there are times (like earlier) that she should enjoy and have fun but because of it, it’s going towards the opposite way.

“Yeah, maybe I am—sorry though…”

You paint a confused face from her nigh-melancholic remarks as you’re not used to seeing Haewon being down all of a sudden. “Sorry for what?”

“You know—how I acted a little off earlier, at the party. I know I should be enjoying it earlier and I’m sorry for that…”

Haewon is now being true and open to herself and it’s great to see that she’s vocal about it. Brushing off the whimsical atmosphere from earlier, you offered her to sit down onto the couch as you’re all ears on what she just said. You’ve never felt this serious about addressing your concern towards her and of course, you reassure her by stroking her hair and letting her know that everything is going to be alright because you’re there by her side, as always.

“You don’t need to be sorry, Haewon. You just need to plan things ahead and you’ll cope out of this, alright? I’m here to help, too.”

Haewon smiles at your reassurance, feeling genuinely thankful with your thoughtfulness even though you don’t really show it to her often. “Yeah, thanks though—maybe I needed that…” Not so long after, awkward silence ensues between the both of you as it’s clearly obvious that the both of you aren’t used to being thoughtful against each other but nonetheless, the both of you (especially Haewon) appreciated your kind words. “You know what? I wanna do something since I’m getting pretty stressed lately.”

Ah yes, the usual dodging and the turmoil of current topics—it’s a classic move by Haewon and with those words and that tone being uttered by her mouth, this can mean two things and it’s pretty straightforward: it’s either she wants to battle against you in an online game or basically, she wants to destress by having sex with you. The former is pretty obvious since she loves playing one-versus-one games with you whenever she is feeling competitive, or if she just wants to relax and chill out, then she’ll invite you to play some farming games yet the latter, is something interesting and somewhat, what piques you into this moment. Sex isn’t new for the both of you as you casually do it with whenever the both of you feel like it and it’s also the time where the both of you confess your kinks, wants and some experimental stuff that you both want to try. It even comes to a point where the both of you needed to take breaks because on how wild and exhausting you guys went into and also buying some soundproof foams just for your neighbor’s ears to be saved mostly from Haewon’s screams of pleasure—and it’s always bleeding your ear, every goddamn time but you didn’t care.

Well, I guess the both of you are the freakiest friends to ever exist.

“Just say you want to have sex with me, Haewon.” You’re straightforward and stern whilst Haewon is in utter hypocrisy and in denial. Even though she’s back at her usual roots when it comes to gaslighting you, you can’t deny that her eyes are glistening with lust as soon as you say those words and you're not oblivious nor stupid to not think about it.

“What if it’s not the case, huh, pervert?” You’re not affected by that knowing it’s just one of her tactics of another gaslight and soon, she’ll eat her words up.

“I highly doubt it, Haewon. I bet you’re wet as fuck right now imagining my cock ravaging your tight pussy—”

“Yah! Not too fast, idiot…” Haewon lightly punches your shoulders as she feels aroused at what you’ve said, crossing her legs a little as she can feel her urges finally turning her on. You know how to pick her locks and as much as she wants to deny it, she can’t help but voice out her needs as the inevitable desires that she’s been seeking for is now making her a different girl. “But you’re fucking right—I want it now~”

Of course, she’ll give in to her own desires in some time as she swiftly hops her figure to mount over your clothed nether region and rubs her hips greedily onto it. You, smirking in delight, finally caught her eye as you tease her with her needy state, her constant small whimpers and biting of lip is a good reason behind it. 

“See, I know you’ll give in soon, Haewon—I know you.”

“Fuck you—just shut up and let me do my thing.” Haewon continues to grind onto your crotch in which you loved the feeling because of how mutually arousing it is for both parties. You and your hands didn’t become idle as you encouraged her with more dirty talk and your hands caressing the slender finger that her outfit shows, your eyes lighting up in admiration as her body is simply the epitome of perfection. Of course, with both your desires needed to be attended as soon as possible, the both of you didn’t waste time to strip off your the clothing that has been preventing the both of you with such enchanting touches as Haewon starts the show and you, picking up the scraps and following her steps. 

With the hot scene being taken in place, you want both parties to be busy with something torrid and—there you go, pull her wrists to initiate such an intimate kiss and she eagerly reciprocates like always. The kiss was full of profounded fervor as every second finds vigor in every peck and neither of you chose to even pull out, not even Haewon herself because she just fonds herself indulging into it further. Knowing how you’re insatiable and delectable at her end, she wouldn’t dare to act tough and push you just to pull out and say that she doesn’t want it—you’re pretty confident that she won’t retaliate as it’s working effectively so far but you could never be so sure. Why is this such a big deal? Well, there are a couple of things why and here are those: firstly, Haewon wants to go straight to where she wants her needs to be unattended, no matter which hole or whatever she may think of; second, kissing Haewon this intimately like this is like finding a needle in the haystack as you know that she doesn’t really indulge into deep kisses like this and that’s why you’re a bit perplexed that she’s not pulling out of your lips’ warm embrace and lastly; Haewon doesn’t really want to share her true feelings as she’s afraid of spilling something out of her mouth that could make both of you uncomfortable. Some of these conclusions are mostly correct as with years of knowing her, you knew that these are the possible reasons but you could never be so sure.

Speaking of the devil, it didn’t last that long as she pulled out and as much as you want to indulge further, that wouldn’t be possible as the both of you untangle each other’s lips and hurriedly catched breaths, chasing oxygen. While you were utterly satisfied that you got to taste her luscious lips, Haewon, on the other hand, isn’t really a fan of it—and again, peak hypocrisy is possessing her and obviously, she’ll deny that she felt more than greatness making up a torrid kiss with you.

“We’re not going to make love with all of these kisses—I want you fill me up, nice and easy—”

“Stop acting like you didn’t love it, Haewon.” You roll your eyes out as you express annoyance and a hint of disappointment towards her hypocrite actions. You know she loved it, considering how her hands involuntarily coursed it’s way onto the back of your neck, stopping her from stripping her outfit and with that, she can’t help but embrace defeat as she doesn’t have a strong weapon up in her sleeve to fight back.

“You’re so annoying! Maybe I did because you’re a good fucking kisser—there, happy?” Of course, Haewon expresses her discomfort with your sudden intimacy as every word is laced with sarcasm as every isn’t genuine because you could feel and you know her too well. You know she isn’t seriously angry in any means and meant to just annoy you and tease you, so you didn’t find her “furious” demeanor too serious.

“Hah, come on, Haewon, you’re no fun! But honestly, I’ve been wanting this all along, not gonna lie to you.” Helping her strip away her clothing with the dexterity of your hands, you get rid of it one by one as you can see Haewon’s face getting curious and puzzled, wondering what could be the real cause of your wants.

“To kiss me intimately, hm? ‘Cause all I really know is that my lips are as addicting as my tight pussy, isn’t it?” Opposite from Haewon’s hypocrite approach and repudiative personality in terms of vocalizing each self’s wants, you, on the other hand is more straightforward and optimistic, always lying onto complimenting people as it gets better for both parties and you still keep the persona even with Haewon, but teasing and mocking is inevitable as it’s such a guilty pleasure to see Haewon being annoyed or angry at you.

“Well, you’re definitely a clever girl with that judgment, Haewon.” 

You can’t lie about that as every feature Haewon has is pure art as you all love them equally but one must prevail and it’s pretty obvious for you since you love the thought of just mindlessly hammering her tight, warm cavern until she submits into full submission and lust. As she completely undresses the possibly hectic clothing out of her scrumptious body, you were met with a simple yet lethal look that complimented the slender curves of her body: a white-laced bra followed by a set of white panties in which, would be deemed useless once the show starts over. You don’t want her hanging by a thread, leaving her almost naked as you undressed your clothing off, unbuttoning your pants as quickly as possible and yanking it off you and then throwing it out on wherever it lands on the living room, as well as removing your polo shirt off within a speed of light. Leaving the both of you with only a single defense left before you drool on each other’s bodies, the both of you didn’t even hesitate for a single bit as you removed the last bit of your iron walls and immediately, your eyes collapse onto each other’s remarkable features: you eyed her perky breasts and her taut nipples, as well as her probably wet cunt from all of the dirty talk from earlier and Haewon eyed your fully-erect length like it’s a meal to be savored and used, her eyes getting lit up with lust in every throb it does.

“I’m just going to say this again, because I’ll know you’ll tend to forget it—” Haewon gets dangerously close towards you as she’s inches away from feeling her touch but she has other plans, and tends to whisper such factual claims that you’ll absolutely agree on. “—I’ll rock your world today to the point that you’ll forget anything except my tight pussy around your rock-hard cock.”

Well, she isn’t wrong, because whenever the two of you had sex, it always ends up with both of you succumb onto your needs as the moans of satisfaction is enough as an evidence and also on how much arousal and stimulation the both of you are into whenever you fuck each others’ brains out. In your words, she’s truly the epitome of a switch but now, you’ll let yourself be the meal that she’ll devour but she has more thoughts kept in her sleeve.

“Well, Haewon—how do you want me today, hm?”

“You know, since you’ve been so good on me lately and I’ve been wanting to do this with you…” You set off a puzzling look as Haewon softens her tone, wanting you to be all ears on what she has to say as curiosity fully sets you off onto asking her what she wants for now.

“What would you want to do, Haewon?” 

Haewon fixes her position as she lets you lay down onto the couch, relaxing yourself as you fully immerse yourself onto what she’s going to be up to and she utters, “I want to ride the living fuck out of you—that’s what I want to do.”

Well, that wasn’t much of a hard guess since the position and her mounting onto your crotch is indeed an obvious sign that she wants to ride you. Well, this wasn’t new on your watch as she rode you for like months ago and would love to experience it again and here you are, fulfilling that dream of yours. This wasn’t anything you’d really want to do with her as you find this unorthodox on your own words because you’d rather fuck her and gain the better leverage and dominance to handle her body in which, she fully submits to.

You won’t complain since it’s also an arousing thought with Haewon having to ride your cock like it’s her last and you’ll give her what she wants.

She started off with such leisure strokes that made you groan in pleasure, such sensual sensitivity also adding to the twist and making everything better. Not so long after, she teases her glistening lips onto your throbbing shaft, as you can already feel the wetness enveloping your tip and soon enough, you grew impatient with her antics, and you need to let her know about it.

“Aren’t you going to ride me or just tease the living fuck out of me?”

“Just wait, you horny fuck—” Haewon glares at you with an intent to faze you but it was the opposite. The anticipation is too much to handle and you can’t take anymore, and neither does she. “—foreplay is an important element so chill your horny ass down.” 

But you know she can’t resist feeling your entire length inside her and you can sense it even if she tries to deny it, like how she always does. So, without any time to waste, she slowly hops on your cock as it sluggishly engulf her tight walls and the feeling is just too good to be true, making the two of you moan in need and pleasure. She slowly sinks in your whole length as it didn’t take long before her butt meets the skin of your thighs and ensues at such a slow pace that’s pleasurable enough to make you feel butterflies. As she’s fully indulging towards her own desires, she finds herself picking up the pace as she grinds her hips onto a moderate pace and inevitably, she tends to moan out her satisfaction as your whole length makes her feel good.

“Not gonna l-lie—ahh, y-your fucking cock is so big that makes m-me feel good…”

“And your wet cunt is so tight that it’s j-just too good to be true.”

Again, feelings are mutual and you won’t dare her to stop even if you can’t take it—you just find yourself wanting Haewon to ride you until your balls are fully drained. Feeling euphoric, Haewon’s hands course its way onto your chest as she aids herself on a better pace as she caresses it from time to time, reassuring you on how great it feels. Just with her touch, you could sense and read how she feels at that very moment and it’s all just peak pleasure at its finest. She expresses such a smug demeanor, confident on how great she’s riding you even though it’s not even a minute that you’re inside her—you know how she loves it genuinely when shows such emotions of confidence and pure lust, her assertive demeanor letting you know her primal desires and her satisfaction.

Thanks to her wetness, it wasn’t really the hardest to take her all as she maintains her pace and eases herself up with every thrust she does at your raging length. She just finds herself moaning too much as your cock does wonders all over her body, constant pleasure surging in her veins and with all of those events occupying your mind, Haewon is now trying to accustom herself onto this new profound pace. Every clapping of her cheeks onto your pelvis sends vibrations all over the living room as the sound adds up to the sinful symphony the both of you composed a while ago—and god, her hypnotic bouncing really sends you into overdrive as her pussy just feels so great that you just wanna bury your entire length inside it all day.

“You’re riding me so well, Haewon—keep that pace just like that—fuck!

Of course, you encourage her well in order to maintain the incredible feeling that has been coursing down your veins. Haewon’s hips now slam hard in every time she fucks herself onto you and it’s an incredible feeling, especially when your hand course its way onto her supple butt and give her hard spanks and as a response, her velvety walls clench tightly and you groan in a hint of pain because of it. 

“You like that, huh—you like me riding this fucking dick like it’s my last? You like how my pussy clenches? You like filling myself up balls-fucking-deep? Shit—I fucking—I can’t stop riding this dick!”

“Yeah, Haewon—I never though this will this fucking good—ride me harder and faster!”

You can’t really stay idle and just relax while Haewon is gyrating her hips like her life depends on it. So, encouraged with her wetness enveloping your entire cock and the squelching of it in every thrust she do, your hips starts to oscillate such a pace that increases the fire of lust between the both of you as the trajectory of both bodies muster such libido that’s unstoppable. Her hands are now gripping your shoulders as the pace is now the wildest she could ever imagine, uttering such erotic moans that blesses your ears and arouses you into oblivion. Haewon still maintains her wild pace as you increase yours too, your balls now wildly slapping against her puckered hole as her juices are now staining the couch as everything doesn’t matter right now except the paramount of delighted sex—you’ll probably regretting having a sensual intercourse with her on your couch as it’s going to stained enough for you to maybe change it. 

You could never ask for more when every man’s wish is fulfilled at this moment and god, Haewon is one of a kind when it comes to her sexual masterclass and as the top of the pyramid, her scrumptious, insatiable body is all for you to feel and use. With all of the monstrosity the both of you went into, it wasn’t long until Haewon felt herself inching closer to the promised land and wanting herself to go near it. In the point of no-return, she conveyed such profanities that can outstand the most sinful discordants as her thighs quiver and voiced out her nearing high to you.

“No–oh god! I’m g-going to cum s-so soon! Shit—your cock makes me feel so good!”

“Hah—and you’re bickering earlier that I cum so prematurely, huh?”

Haewon shows off an irritated disposition from your mocking remarks as she retaliates, articulating such a mindful response even though her mind is being clouded with sex and pristine pleasure. “Shut the fuck up and m-make me cum sooner, how about that?”

That, you won’t be denying to do. You’ll please her as much as she does to you and finding such a better way to opt for a climax, you ram your pelvis onto her pulsating cunt harder as her walls clench even harder than ever before. If she’s going to achieve her high this euphoric, might as well add up to the sensation she’s feeling as your fingers directed onto her emanating heat, swiping her folds in a rhythmic tempo in aims to stimulate it further and help her chase her own high sooner. 

Whenever her pitch reaches the crescendo, it’s the point where everything ascends and your ears wish to fall deaf as her throat escaping such lustful symphonies comes to a halt, voicing out her climax and Haewon fully succumbs onto her orgasmic trance. With such an unstoppable approach as lust fuels Haewon’s mind, she further penetrates herself deeper and harder onto your whole length as a rivulet of her own nectar stains your pelvis and onto the couch and god, it’s rich and volume which makes you think on how euphoric she felt at this given moment. When the pace of her hips gradually decreases, you can find yourself doing the job by thrusting upwards and chasing your own orgasm too as the high-drunken Haewon helps you with your own reward too, riding you with an incredible pace as she didn’t mind the sensitivity that comes right after.

“What the fuck, Haewon—you came so much… You better find money to change this fucking couch ‘cause fuck—you stained this so much.”

“What do you mean—god, I fucking hate you but fuck—I can’t r-resist your cock!”

Such oxymoron is laced within that sentence as she cursed herself to submerge onto her devilish desires to the fullest, finding her wild pace again as you relaxed yourself and let her do the work. Even though Haewon may love the fact that she’s riding the living life out of your whole length with her walls begging a healthy load to be deposited deep into her cunt—yes, the fulfillment of your orgasmic trance will soon be near as you stop Haewon with her current remarks which earns an irked disposition painting her face.

“Why the fuck—”

“You want my cum deep in your pussy, right?” She nods without any question as her face quickly fades into a delightful one as she anticipates your load in the fullest of manners. 

“Gosh—just ram my pussy like y-you meant it—oh god—f-fuck! Just shoot i-it deep in m-me—fuck, harder!!”

Now switching another position, her legs now hug around your waist as you carry her and ravage her tight, snug pussy like it’s your last, every thrust meant to make her forget about anything except you and your cock. Within a few more thrusts, the inevitable will soon come and there’s no one or nothing on earth that can stop this monstrosity. Within the vigorous pumps and the numerous moans she’s letting out to encourage you more, you let go of your grip on hers as you push your entire length in her, burying it balls-deep as you groan with your anticipating orgasm and god, it’s so fucking much.

Haewon finds this endearing that you’re this stimulated with another position she loved trying. Her mind comes back into being clouded full of sexual desires as you shoot ropes of thick, warm semen that filled her up to the brim in which, she damn treasure as every second that passes is just being closer onto the paramount of every delight possible—your mind now full of bliss as it does wander all over your mind. The both of you fall limp on the couch after such a steamy session and an ecstatic orgasm of yours as silence ensues but ragged breaths fills the air, and suddenly, no one talks as exhaustion envelops all over your bodies and drowsiness doing its job.

You never thought that she’ll be into this more than what you expected and you just want to rest and maybe, opportunity seeks its victims tomorrow or possibly, even later—who knows how fate can make your destiny?

[lovepookie]

₊˚ෆ Home - s.mg

♡ sypnosis: i love you. these three treacherous words proved to bite you in the ass every time you let them slip in past relationships. in turn, you were cautious about uttering them. however, there’s something about seeing your boyfriend mingi’s sideprofile, something in his smile as he mindlessly games on his pc, and there’s definitely something in his tone when he cracks a joke to his friends through the mic on his headset. the feeling in your chest tells you everything you need to know; so how do you tell song mingi that you love him?

♡ genre: teeth-rotting fluff, slightly suggestive?, established relationship, fem!reader

♡ 3.8k word count

♡ warnings: slightly suggestive mayhaps, insecure mingi, jealousy, pet names, slight misunderstanding

♡ nano note: i’m sick and tired of song mingi. he’s so ughhhhh 😫 iykyk. my delusion is at an all time high here! i saw that he was in the lead for most of my fic poll, so surprise!! please enjoy this mingi fic as well!! tysm for your support loves, muah! 💋

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You gazed at your boyfriend as you leisurely hung onto the side of his gaming chair from the stool that you sat on right beside him. It was another lazy day at your two’s shared apartment.

Mingi had been on his game from the moment he woke up. As soon as you had awoken not long after him, you saw him perched onto his gaming chair, trying to be as quiet as possible whilst playing his battle royale games; his friends yelling eagerly through his headset.

By this time, hours had gone by comfortably with you scooting a stool over to sit near him when you decided to get out of bed. After a smile your way and a shy kiss to your forehead, Mingi’s attention was basically glued to his PC.

Occasionally, you’d scroll on your phone for a bit, or get up to grab something to munch and sip on. But now you were getting tired.

Not in a restless way, but more in a needy way.

It seems like even when you were with Mingi, his soft mannerisms and bright laughs would send you into a euphoric feeling. Love songs weren’t kidding when they said, “I miss you even when you’re here.”

Sometimes Mingi got a little carried away and would game for hours. You learned to get used to this though, as his job was very physically demanding and exhausting. So why couldn’t he play his games for a few hours? Well usually you were used to it. But not today. Still, you tried not to let it get to you.

Yes, you were needy and craving attention from your boyfriend, but there was something about watching him do something he enjoyed that made you happy too. In the end that happiness overpowered your needs.

So you stared. What, at first, was an irritated stare, became soft over time as you took in his features and expressions. His concentrated gaze and the way his brows furrowed as he fidgeted with his keyboard was attractive. Yes, he was your boyfriend already, but you didn’t care if you were checking him out like the first time you saw him. So you let yourself be greedy.

You watched as he bit down on his bottom lip in frustration, or how his eyebrows raised in excitement. How he yelled through his headset to one of his friends named Yunho who was currently his teammate.

“Yah! People are here! I need backup!” He squealed in his annoyingly cute thick pitched voice.

You were starting to realize you really adored him.

Like really adored him—maybe a bit too much.

A burning sensation made its way onto your cheeks as a giggle slipped through your lips. He didn’t take notice of this. You took your phone out as a smile made its way onto your face. You sneakily decided you were going to take pictures of him because this moment made you feel some type of way and had to be saved.

You snapped a few pictures of his side view as you reveled in how handsome he was. From the slightly tanned skin on his neck and face, to his Adam’s apple that protruded in just the right way, to his beautifully unique sharp nose. Then you noticed his lips, and their plumpness and remembered how he’d tease you.

“You know what I noticed? You’re always looking at my lips. You’re jealous huh?” He’d tease with his stupid grin, watching your face to get a reaction out of you.

When you’d pout and want to pull away from his embrace in embarrassment, he’d laugh and squish you tighter into his chest.

“I’m just kidding! I’m just kidding!” He’d shout.

Even though you couldn’t see his face, you knew it was in that cute scrunch he did when he laughed. With the eyesmile, his widened lips, and the dimples on the corners of his eyes.

“Please don’t beat my ass.” He’d grumble playfully.

He felt like home.

After you were satisfied with the pictures you had just taken, you decided to scroll through to review them. Some were Live Photos of him yelling and fidgeting, but you had your sound off so you could revel in the masterpiece that was song mingi quietly.

You chuckled as, in one particular photo, he looked a little too handsome for his own good. He had leaned back onto his gaming chair after he lost a match due to Yunho, his gaming partner, being annihilated a few seconds into the game.

Though he looked serious, you knew he wasn’t too angry. If anything his expression and posture made him look really hot. You giggled further as you zoomed in and hearted the picture.

He was so attractive.

You felt your face burn further as you checked your boyfriend out from the pictures on your screen. After a bit, you decided it was enough clinging onto him, and that now you had something to stare at. You got up swiftly and decided to go lay back down in your bed with the soft pillows and blankets, phone with the photo app propped open in hand.

As you chuckled mindlessly and made your way to the bed, this caught the attention of Mingi.

He had taken notice of you giggling on your phone for a few seconds before you got up, and for reasons he didn’t know, it made his chest tighten up in a little jealousy and adoration.

Who could be making you laugh like that?

You were practically cheesing. You looked so precious that he was angry at the thought of anyone garnering this reaction out of you but him.

It made him a little sad, actually.

So he watched as you mindlessly got up and made your way to the bed. You had to have been sitting next to him for three hours or so, so it wasn’t out of the ordinary that you wanted to move. So why was he feeling hurt?

Just as he was about to ask you where you were going, he watched as you snuggled up into the blankets and scrolled on your phone, your eyes practically shooting hearts at whatever you were looking at.

Now Mingi was really getting nervous.

He got up silently, ignoring Yunho’s calls of stress—this decision would soon result in him being murdered in cold blood.

Taking his headset off, he watched as you didn’t even realize his movement, so enraveled into your little phone that you couldn’t take notice of him.

Now he couldn’t hide it anymore.

He walked up to the bed and flung himself to the side of you in hopes to see your phone. When you noticed the sudden weight of someone next to you so quickly, you screeched and clutched your phone to your chest in horror.

Mingi knew you were a scared coward just like him, so why would he do that?

You frowned his way as you expertly turned off your phone, never missing a beat. Yes, you adored him, but you wouldn’t know what to do with yourself if he saw what you were doing. He’d remind you of this relentlessly—or worse—he’d get all shy and flattered for the next few days when you were really wanting affection right now.

Plus, this was a very shitty and basic way to tell someone you loved them for the first time. For the few seconds that you were on your phone, you had decided to go through your camera roll and compose an album of all of your favorite pictures of him. You mindlessly titled it; i love you.

For starters, you had never said ‘I love you.’ to him. You were saving it for the moment you knew it was right because in past relationships you’d throw it around mindlessly, only to get yourself hurt, or worse, hurt someone else. When you met Mingi, you treasured him from the start. He was one you wanted to take your time with.

He felt different.

So you wanted to save the words for when you meant it immensely, and he respected you for that. He decided to also partake in the sacredness of the words, but a few months ago, on your second anniversary, he let the words slip.

You stared at him in awe, knowing he kept it in for so long. It felt a million times better to hear it now that it was treasured.

Those words felt like home.

Still, you were too nervous to say it back, much to Mingi’s dismay.

Yes, he was a little hurt, but he didn’t let you know that. He respectfully and easily changed the subject to a playful conversation despite the adoration and twinge of hurt you saw in his eyes.

Still, you thought about it day and night. And today, for whatever reason, it felt all too strong.

So, you couldn’t tell him like this.

You inched away from Mingi as you set your phone on the bedside table, throwing him a playfully angry look to try and look natural.

“Why’d you do that!? You scared the shit out of me!” You whined out, crossing your arms for a little razzle dazzle.

He stared at you this time, feigning a look of indifference.

“I don’t know…” He said, it being harder and harder to act unbothered as the moments went on. Your expression softened as you leaned towards him.

“How was your game? Did you lose again?” You said in caution as you took a stray eyelash off of his cheek and took in the sight of him now that his eyes were on you. Mingi’s expression immediately changes.

He couldn’t help it. He was a sucker for you.

So he laughed as he looked down and rolled his eyes.

“I’ll have you know, we actually won ten more games than San and Wooyoung.” Mingi stated as if he was offended, playfully giving you the same treatment you had just gave him. You shook your head and chuckled at your boyfriends match of energy to yours. Boy, you were really whipped for him.

“Uh-huh, that’s why you were screaming and so angry, huh? Come here! My big baby lost didn’t he?” You cooed playfully, throwing your arms open for him to embrace you.

He playfully rolled his eyes, but saw this as a perfect opportunity. He swiftly hugged you, making sure your arms wrapped around his neck so that his arms could trail behind you.

With enough force, he took you down, pinning you against the bed as he hovered above you. On the way down, you squealed and blushed, a million things running across your mind, and almost all of them containing him in one way or another. You felt starstruck.

He was being really attractive right now.

You looked him in the eyes. He stared back for a moment, his gaze a little more serious looking, which kind of intimidated you.

Man, was he something else.

You felt your heart beating fast in your chest as he leaned down. It was like the first time he kissed you all over again. You braced your heart as you closed your eyes, waiting for the moment for his lips to touch yours.

But it never came.

A few seconds go by before you open your eyes, and when you do, he’s still staring at you. He bursts out laughing at this.

“You’re so cute! You know that right?” He said as he tried to keep himself steady whilst laughing as he hovered closer to you, unable to keep his form. His face laughed into your shoulder. You went beet red.

“Shut up.” Was all you could mutter out, smacking his chest in the process. He laughed harder.

“Awh! I wish you could see yourself, you look so pretty….” He said starting to half tease, half simp. “Did you want a kiss?” He asked, pulling the embarrassment trigger.

You blushed harder, you were sure your face never felt this hot before. It was so embarrassing, so you roll your eyes in retaliation.

“And what if I did-“ Just as you were about to finish your retaliation, you felt him move quickly and snatch something from behind you. He rushed off of you as you looked over to what he could’ve snatched.

Your phone.

It was gone.

You hurriedly ran after him, footsteps mirroring his which were a few steps ahead of you.

“Yah! Song Mingi! What do you think you’re doing?!” You screamed, as he locked himself in the bathroom, you being a few seconds too late to stop him.

“Stop! Don’t open my phone!” You yelled in hopes he’d listen.

There was no chance.

When Mingi was up to something he’d get to the bottom of it. Now you wanted to cry in embarrassment. “Yah!” You exclaimed.

The other side of the door was silent for a few moments. You were definitely finished; he definitely found out. He knew your password to your phone just like you knew his.

You didn’t even close out the photo app when you hurriedly tried to turn off your phone in a rush. You sighed, then within a few more quiet moments, the door opened.

There he was, wide eyed and almost on the brink of tears.

“Y/n I want to kiss you, I’m so sorry!” He exclaimed, rushing at you and embracing you in a big hug.

You were shocked, to say the least.

He waddled you back and forth on your feet as he spouted apologies into your shoulder.

“I didn’t know that’s what you were doing, I’m so sorry! I took that moment from you, this isn’t right! I’m so sorry!” He kept insisting.

You couldn’t take it anymore.

Your boyfriend was so cute, and you bursted out laughing in adoration. Mingi pulled away from you, eyebrows furrowing as he looked down at you. You laughed and laughed, your stomach starting to cramp up in retaliation to your tensed muscles.

It hurt, as you bent over and grasped onto your sides, Mingi’s arms undoing themselves from around your waist. You looked up at your big man and his confused expression, this launching you into an even bigger fit of laughter.

“Y-Yah…” He muttered out.

“Why are you laughing?” He questioned, a pout making its way onto his face.

“This is supposed to be serious.” He grumbled. This made you laugh harder.

“Ahaha, Mingi- haha! Why are you sorry-“ You could barely get a sentence out.

Mingi just stood in shame. “…Because…this was supposed to be special.” He mumbled.

He truly was your big baby.

As you calmed down from your hysterical episode, you couldn’t help but to launch yourself back into his arms. He was taken aback but wrapped his arms tightly around you again anyways.

“You’re okay haha- and it’s true.” You stated and chuckled a little bit more quietly into his chest. He pulled away and looked down to see your face, a confused expression present in his beautiful eyes.

You felt your heart melting all over again as you took him in. His blonde hair was shaggy and held a wavy pattern as it fell onto the apples of his cheeks that were sharp. They framed his monolided eyes in just the right way, you note.

You trailed down to his sharpened nose that reminded you of the way it perfectly led you to his pretty lips that you were always so jealous of.

It wasn’t fair.

You watched as the big man before you shriveled up into shyness.

“Why are you looking at me like that? And…what’s true?” The poor man mumbled, still so confused.

You couldn’t help yourself from smiling, a wide grin making its way onto your face.

“Mingi…” You started,

“I love you.”

You watched as he fidgeted before you, shock and happiness evident in his eyes. He pulled away from you as you took notice of his face reddening, eyes almost disappearing too.

“I really want to kiss you right now.” Was all he got out, before running off.

You just stand in confusion at your boyfriends antics. Weren’t you the one who was supposed to be fangirling and such?

You trailed after him in curiousness. You watched as he walked back to his PC and snatched his phone off of his desk. He walked back to you as he tapped and swiped away on his screen, then lifted the phone up to you.

You start to hear the picture app going off and as a result you start to laugh again.

“What are you doing Mingi?” You chuckled, reaching forward to try and block his camera from taking pictures of you.

He knew you didn’t like taking pictures. Still, he backed away and raised his phone further, probably taking outrageous forehead photos of you, and pictures from his high point of view.

“What?! I’m taking pictures of my baby.” He started.

“You can take pictures of me, so I’m taking pictures of you. This is a moment to remember.” He finished, as he backed away from your grabby hands. You laughed as you rolled your eyes, stopping indefinitely and looking up at him.

He stopped taking pictures as he looked down at your sudden serious stature.

“Song Mingi, can you kiss me already?” You asked, just tired of the fight for affection from the boy you loved. You felt the atmosphere change as he lowered his phone and stared at you in a certain type of way. It was a serious face of adoration; one you didn’t see on Mingi that often because of his shy persona. He threw his phone onto the bed, and inched towards you.

“Don’t think I didn’t want to, I just wanted to see if you wanted it too.” He said quietly in his deep voice when he got close enough to you.

You stared up at him with a smile. “Did Mr. Song Mingi, my boyfriend, get jealous?” You asked teasingly, raising a brow.

Mingi placed his hands on your waist as he grumbled down at you. “…Maybe…” He says.

“I know I shouldn’t be, but you were smiling down at your phone and I got kind of suspicious. Not to question your loyalty or anything!-“ He says, sad eyes going wide as he tried to save himself.

“It’s okay,” You chuckled, reassuring him.

“I was looking at you anyways.”

You watch the worry leave his eyes and facial expression. He leaned closer to you grabbing your arms and manually placing them around his neck. There was a quiet moment of you two just staring at eachother, comfortable silence lingering about.

“I know this is kinda dumb but I’m still going to ask….Can I kiss you?” He stated, even though your faces were so close together already. You blushed at his respectful nature; he never did change from the moment you met him.

You nodded as you looked him in the eyes. He leaned in, connecting his lips with yours within a second. At first it was sensual and smooth, the kiss being reciprocated, but just as it was about to get deep, he pulled away. Just as you were about to whine in retaliation, you were dipped backwards, Mingi steadying you so you wouldn’t fall. Then he proceeded to make obnoxious kissing smooches all over your face. Your chin, your neck, your forehead and nose, were all fluttered in kisses as you laughed, holding onto his forearms in fear of him dropping you.

“Don’t drop me!” You exclaimed as you started laughing at his obnoxious “muah!” “muah!” kissing noises. This made your heart beat crazily through your chest. Mingi just laughs mid-smooch between your eyebrows.

“I’m not going to drop you! Stop struggling!” He exclaims, which makes you both burst into laughter. He was always so goofy, you couldn’t take it. Even in the most serious of moments, he made you laugh.

With one last peck to your lips, he let you stand up properly. Just as he was about to let you go, you grabbed his chin and kissed him one last time until you were satisfied.

When you pulled away with a pink face at your neediness being portrayed, you met eyes with a love struck puppy. You laughed as he looked at you with these dangerous eyes that you don’t get to see often.

“What?” You ask, face getting hotter by the moment. Mingi just bites his lip and turns away from you.

“Give me a moment.” He says before walking over to his desk and picking up his headset to turn on the mic. You had forgotten all about him playing his games.

“Hey guys, I am busy. I have to go. I won’t be on anymore today. Bye.” He stated quickly before putting down the headset, leaving the party, and turning off his system.

You bursted out laughing.

“Oh, so now you want to give me attention?” You teased aloud, crossing your arms and turning away to walk into the living room.

You hear a deep chuckle from Mingi, then right as you were walking into the living room, he quickly backhugs you, straining your walk. You laugh louder.

“Communication is key. If you wanted my love and affection, all you had to do was ask Princess.” He mumbles into your neck, making your heart skip a beat.

Still, you tried to keep your composure, coming up with a comback, “Says the one who stole my phone!”

“Yah! We don’t talk about that anymore-“ You hear Mingi say shyly from behind you, and it’s here where your wide smile starts to hurt your cheeks. This man was something else.

“You know I still love you right?” He says in a low tone. “Thanks for telling me, even if it did come out like that…” Mingi finishes.

Your face blushes red in a way you thought wasn’t possible. “Mhm…” is all you can mutter out as he chuckles and rests his head on top of yours.

This was home—it was nice to finally admit it too.

“I love you, Mingi.” You say, voice a little shaky because of how he made you feel.

Mingi just laughs and starts shouting.

“My girlfriend loves me! She’s the love of my life! She loves me!” He shouts, shaking you from side to side like you were his rag doll.

“Unless?” You shout through laughter, just to tease him. He stops shaking you automatically and you swore you could feel his pout from behind you. You turn around in his grasp and laugh as your suspicions were true.

“Yah….” He says quietly, sad puppy eyes back in business. You laugh and walk towards the kitchen to start getting ready to go out and do something after eating.

“Hey you didn’t say you were kidding! You’re supposed to say just kidding!” Mingi whines as he trails after you like a child.

He truly was your big baby, and you loved every second of it.

You were finally home. 



.♡.

2024 © lovepookie

♡ please do not plagarize, repost, copy or translate any of my works. thank you.

[elliezlils11utt]

I have no idea if this is how you send requests but could you write bsf ellie and reader getting high or drunk and ellie who's had a crush on the reader for ages is too drunk to control herself and she just starts rubbing the readers thigh which leads too..yknow stuff please.

Or she's just generally touching her up

‘WHAT DOES THIS MAKE US’ (e.w)

a/n: took a little creative liberty with this one. mb love.

warnings: both of yall r high asf, toxic!ellie at the end maybe? (not really), thigh riding, bsf!ellie, inexperienced!reader sorta, pet names (mama, sweets, ma, pretty girl)

ellie gets like this sometimes. after a good smoke sesh she js starts getting really fucking clingy and needy. she starts saying shit you know she wouldn’t say if she was sober. (not that your complaining) she’ll start complimenting you randomly. her fuzzy head js thinking about you and your ‘pretty smile’. now as much as you loved to hear her raspy voice tell you how beautiful you are and how she thinks your body is perfect, you know she’s not in her right mind. so u normally js giggle and play it off like a joke. this time though it was a lil different. you suggested you do a couple shots too. you two sit on her little couch. music lowly playing in the background, you take another hit of the blunt. feeling the burn follow through your lungs you exhale the smoke and pass it. a lazy smile on els face as you turn to her. ‘whatca smilin ‘bout over there els?’you question, handing her the weed. she takes a deep hit. you watch as her body expands with her breath. she blows the smoke from her lips she shakes her head lightly.

‘thinkin bout how pretty u r.’ she says so causally. fuck. the way she drags her vowels out when she’s high drives you fucking insane. your face flushes. a little giggle slipping.

‘yah? that how u feel els?’

‘mhm’ she hums. her eyes flow over every feature on ur face. lingering over your lips a little longer then they should. her eyes finally meet your own. your pondering expression causing her to raise a brow.

‘hm?’ she questions as you examine her. you take a moment.

‘what are you doing ellie? do u like me?‘

‘do I like you?’ she pauses. almost sounding completely offended you would even question her on that. ‘c’mer pretty girl’ she puts out the blunt & opens her arms. welcoming you to sit on her. and you do, you crawl over and plop yourself right on her lap. your legs stratilng her own. your hands placed on her chest. she peers into your eyes, looking through her lashes. a lazy smile on her face.

‘better?’ you whisper.

‘mhm. a lot better.’ her hands snake up your waist. slipping under your shirt her cold hands press against the plush of your warm hips. your skin kissed by her touch. she gently scratches at your back. her nails dragging circles up and down ur back. her fingers slip under the strap of your bra. playing with the lacy hem. ‘els your my best friend.’ you protest. not wanting to ruin the friendship you’ve built with Ellie.

‘so..?’ she replies. she undoes ur bra as she speaks.

‘fuck.’ you breath out. you place kisses down her throat. attacking her neck with love bites.

‘let’s get this off yah?’

she pulls your shirt over your head discarding it to be found at an later date (you will be searching for that shit for the next week and a half😭) your bra falls with it. her hands immediately find your tits. groping the fat of your boobs. your head falls back, a moan slipping past your lips. her hands snake back down your waist and she shifts you to the side. placing you on her thigh. your legs placed on either side of the muscle of her leg.

‘go on baby’ she coos.

‘what do you mean els?’

‘oh sweet girl, here lemme show you.’

she starts to slowly rock you back on forth on her. your clothed cunt rubbing against the soft of her thigh. you muffle the whimpers and whines by biting your bottom lip. you catch a hint and ride her. her red hooded eyes watching you closely.

‘that’s it mama. doin s’good f’me sweets’

‘oh god~’ you had never felt this good. this fuzzy feeling had formed in your stomach. like a knot begging to be untied. she pulls you farther up her thigh so your knee is pressed up her pussy. the uncomfortable wetness in her boxers becoming unbearable.

‘you close baby?’ your head bobbles fast. unable to answer her with words. ‘go on ma’, you can cum’

you thrust into her. the knot bursts. you spazz out following your high. mumbles of ‘thank yous’ fall outa ur mouth.

‘there we go, so pretty’ she coos as you fall onto her chest. your breath heaving and you pant into her. a goofy grin stuck to your cheeks.

‘how was that? still think i don’t like you?’ she says sarcastically, tracing circles into your sticky skin. your shirt and bra still gone.

‘that was fucking amazing ellie.’ you look up at her, staring into her eyes. she places a soft kiss onto your lips. your head falls back into the crook of her neck. you stay like this for a while. content with where you are. it feels safe.

‘what does this make us ellie?’

‘we can talk about it in the morning y/n, get some rest’

a/n: i apologize this is so shit

[polyestercleaner]

LOVE YOUR WRITINGS, COULD YOU DO SCENE QUEEN X JOOST HEADCANNONS?? SFW AND NSFW IF YOU WANT :3

SCENE QUEEN🎀๋࣭ ⭑

|Summary:Headcannons of joost dating a major scene queen, so RAD, YAH!

|Content Warning⚠️:Nsfw

SFW ⭑:

Loves helping you pick between your tutus and miniskirts, the craziest patterns and the most puffy tutus he could find in your closet, sometimes will even put them on just to get a laugh from you

Adores playing with your hair no matter how fried and burnt it is, it's your hair, and he loves the way you've styled it to match how you dress

KANDI! On boring days where you choose to make kandi bracelets of your favorite scene bands and emo musicians, he'll be there to help you, and also rage if he ends up dropping a bracelet or breaking it.

Will he wear the kandi bracelets you make? Heck yeah he will! And he'll stack em up on his arm and drawers if you really make A LOT.

Hell always ask you to let him play with your hair, straighten it, help you trim it, tease it? You name it aslong as he can get his hands on your hair!

He loves how crazy it looks, and if it dosent look poofy and big enough, he'll be there to help you out, you'll both struggle as you try to get that scene queen look. It's not easy after all

Hot topic, if your on travel with him somewhere that has hot topic, expect yourself to leave with handful of bags, despite the fact that hot topic isn't the same anymore, atleast you'll get your hands on all those brendon urie funko pops they keep in there, and he'll pay for all of it if it makes you happy

Always suggesting new makeup looks, and if he could imagine any that he knows would fit you he'll help, (ryan ross makeup look....) ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ )

If your done clubbing/partying and your back home and he's coherent enough, he'll help you take out those accessories on your hair and slipping off your knee high tall converse/heels. Cleaning off your makeup and helping you slip into something comfortable

You wanna try teasing his hair? No problem, but it's probably not gonna work huh...

If you have those brass nuckle bracelets he loves playing with them, goofing around and pretending like he's wearing them

Hell help you dye your hair any day any time, maybe even picking out the colors he knows you'd like and combing them with others. You love plotting what to do with your hair together

NSFW⭑:

Loves pulling at your hair, enough to not hurt you too much but he loves the way your hair goes from looking poofy to completely messy, it fits you and he loves it

Cumming in your colorful panties and helping you slip them on so you can feel the warmth of his cum on your cunt if you both are too lazy to fuck properly

Fucking you in your room against anything that reflects your face so you can see the way your makeup runs down your face and your hair gripped and ruined as he nudges further against your sweet spot.

Head while your still wearing your scene queen fit, those pretty accessories on your hair and your eyes all damp and red from taking his cock into your warm mouth

Loves the way your tight clothes fit around your body, you just always manage to look pretty and gorgeous.

Loves watching all those necklaces you have on moving up and down with each sharp breath you take when he's fucking you, his cock is ruining you so much and the necklaces just make him pay more attention to the way he's ruining you.

Loves watching you try to keep your tiara on your head with each harsh thrust. But it always is the same outcome of it falling once he cums inside of you and your too much of a mess to focus on anything but the way your cunt is being filled up by joost

Sorry if this was not it....the sfw outweighed the nsfw as much as I wanted to keep it 50/50 hope this was worth it tho! Scene queens, come back the kids miss your tiaras (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

[soireegurl]

[17:22]

"Yah Park Sunghoon, Y/n is coming over later, be nice okay?"

Jay shouted from the kitchen.

"Yeah okay whatever..."

Sunghoon replied with a lazy tone.

Sunghoon and Jay are brothers and you are Jay's fiancé.

You are nice and sweet and lovable, everyone who have met you fell in love with your lovely personality.... Except Sunghoon...

For some reason, he doesn't seem to like you.

Whenever you come over, he would just act cold and ignore you sometimes.

However, he never stopped you from coming though... Maybe because Jay would chop him into pieces if he did.

"Ding dong!"

The door bell rang.

"Yah, It should be Y/n help me get the door!"

Jay shouted again as he is busy cooking in the kitchen.

"Ugh..."

Sunghoon groaned but still stood up to open the door.

He opened the door and saw you standing there.

He saw the shock on your face when you saw his face.

"oh... Hi Sunghoon..."

You said awkwardly. You didn't expect Sunghoon to open the door.

Sunghoon didn't reply and just walk back into the living room.

You quickly went into the house before the door close.

"Umm... Where's Jay?"

You asked timidly as you know he doesn't like you...

"kitchen."

Sunghoon replied coldly.

You bowed slightly to Sunghoon as a "Thank you" and went to the kitchen.

But what you didn't know was, once you turned your back towards Sunghoon, he immediately looked at you sand stared at you until you disappeared in his sight.

"Jagi-ah!"

You hugged Jay from the back and called him sweetly.

"I missed you!"

You said and Jay laughed softly.

"I missed you too... Give me awhile okay? Let me get this on the dinning table."

You moved aside to let Jay put those plates on the table.

"Yah! Sunghoon ah! Come eat!"

Jay called Sunghoon.

After a few seconds, Sunghoon came in with lazy steps and sat on the chair.

You and Jay also sat down and started eating.

Jay kept putting food into your bowl until it almost overflow.

"Aigoo, my bowl is full already... You should eat more too..."

You said and put some meat into Jay's bowl.

"Thank you jagi-yah.."

Jay smiled sweetly at you.

"I'm done. I'll go back to my room."

Sunghoon stood up and left almost immediately.

But when you look at his bowl, it's still full.

"Yah! You didn't even eat!"

Jay shouted.

"No appetite!"

Sunghoon shouted back and the next second, the sound of the door slamming is heard.

You let out a sad sigh and looked at Jay.

"Seems like he really doesn't like me."

" don't worry... It will get better... He is not good with girls since young. "

Jay tried to comfort you.

"I hope so..."

You pouted and continued eating.

[Sunghoon's room]

Sunghoon went back to his room and plop himself on the bed.

He is feeling agitated and annoyed by you and Jay.

He can't stand seeing both of you so lovey dovey infront of him.

"Aish, this is so annoying!"

He messed his hair and shouted in frustration.

Lucky the walls are sound proof if not you and Jay would have heard it.

Sunghoon can't stand it anymore. How can he, when the girl he loves is with his brother?

Yes... That's right...

Sunghoon has feelings for you.

He know this is wrong but he fell in love with you when Jay first brought you home to introduce you to Sunghoon.

And since then Sunghoon couldn't get you out of his mind.

"Kim Y/n you really make me crazy..."

He whispered to himself.

Maybe... It's time to bring you to where you belong...

You belong with him...

Even if it's to get rid of his own brother, he has to do it...

You're his... And only his...

Yoiii Park's love triangle 😘 I'm not sure if this is good but hope y'all enjoy this!

[kevlarcrack3d]

I'm gonna write headcanon pasts for the One Piece admirals! They're just so damn interesting and I love their mobster/rebel/yakuza theme! Kinda reminds me of the games lol.

BEWARE OF ANGST!: MENTIONS OF CHILD ABUSE, VIOLENT CRIME, UNDERAGE DRINKING, AND SELF-HARM

So, I looked at the childhood images of Akainu, Aokiji, and Kizaru and made what I could make out of what I can see in the images. No kid photos of Fujitora and Greenbull yet, do I used canon events as refs.

Akainu (Sakazuki) 🐶:

He had a turbulent childhood in a crime-riddled place. His father was a crime boss who abused him for seeing Marines as his hero, because his dad knew more that the Marines and WG were corrupt and shit. After all, the dad was a criminal, while Akainu genuinely wanted to serve in the marines and stand for his "justice".

A Marine he idolized gave him the tattered cap shortly before he killed his father because that Marine brainwashed and gaslit him into believing in his twisted justice during his stay in that area while searching for pirates. Akainu saw the battle and was instantly INSPIRED. He would become like his hero and blow up his shithole hometown.

Akainu has seen crimes, vices, violence, and all sorts of moral decadence in his place, so it's not surprising his views on justice got fucked up. He learned street smarts and how to fight due to his environment. He met Aokiji after killing his dad (it's anime logic where the young kid can kill an adult with fighting experience) and both had a rocky, love-hate (yes, I used to ship these two) relationship while wandering and doing odd jobs before being taken in by the Marines.

Since both grew up in turbulent, violent environments, they had the physical and mental strength (and fuckedup-ness) to fight in the Marines, and it'd be a waste to just let them toil while doing household chores, right?

So, they were taken in and trained. All the time, even until they were admirals, Akainu and Aokiji were arguing, always. Their opposing views, personalities, and justices didn't help either. Sometimes, they'd even be petty, like, Aokiji just moves Akainu's bonsai vase a little and Akainu is in a real foul mood and then shit hits the fan. It's very hilarious to see, especially when they were kids, they always had to be disciplined because they were always fighting 😂.

Akainu always had to deal with Aokiji's apathy and laziness. Akainu was the kid always angry and serious, so he was a rather amazing student - always "upright" in the Marines' eyes. Aokiji was the lazy but smart one, as in, super lazy. During teamwork training, Aokiji was kind of a slacker at first and Akainu would fight him always. It kinda died down over time as they became adults, but Akainu is still pissed about it, as always 😂.

Soon, Akainu burned down his pirate and criminal infested hometown. Fuck the innocents and everything. There are criminals there and he will send them to hell. And he succeeded.

Akainu also had a rather romanticized view of the Marines as a child due to his circumstances. Anything about spreading justice, order, and punishing criminals, and he'll be pumped up. This is the shit for him, and he's quick to plan and act when it comes to these. Despite his angry, wild nature, ever since he was young, he was ever so PASSIONATE about being a ROUGH, STRONG Marine man. Hence, the rose of the fuckin' lady killer sheesh 🥵. Something here's burning hot and it's not just the lava!

Yah, yah, I just spent over half the year creating yakuza/boryokudan OCs and well, I guess the dashing underworld outlaw prince swept me off my feet 🤩🤩🤩...

Aokiji (Kuzan) 🐦: Aokiji had deadbeat parents who always let him get beat up. He lived in the same area as Akainu. Due to his family being deadbeat, he picked up vices and began to drink at an early age. He decided to wander away, doing odd jobs. Despite his apathy towards most of the world and anger towards criminals, helping people with chores kind of softened his heart. This has helped him develop a sense of compassion, unlike Akainu, who did these chores as a way to work towards being accepted by the Marines. Sometimes, Aokiji would be dog tired and sleep a lot in his free time.

Soon, he met Akainu and they accompanied each other. Being alone was boring, and besides, they were kids. They'd argue a lot, even while working, AND especially when sharing a sleeping space. Oh boy, they'd get violent when one starts pressing agains the other.

And that's the definition of true love according to what my shipper brain said

The Marines soon took them in and they began to train. Aokiji was rather apathetic to this at first, but then actually began to warm up a bit to his job. Sometimes, it was even entertaining, especially arguing with Akainu or simply bullshitting his fiery frienemy. But, as Aokiji became an adult, cracks began to show.

Aokiji began to see all the misery and corruption. The causes of poverty and crime, a lot caused by the WG. He saw innocent people hurt due to the WG. Soon, he fell back to his apathetic ways. But, despite being so jaded and weary, he still had that kind-hearted side for those with benevolent intentions, regardless of them being pirates or otherwise. Soon, he wanted to be free to do this and resign from the Marines. Deep down, he had a heart like the snow, cold, and yet beautiful.

Dagnabbit, I'm crying why the fuck do I do this to myself 😭😭😭?

Kizaru (Borsalino) 🙈: Kizaru's family was the type that placed all their hopes on him to achieve their broken dreams for them, so they encouraged him to learn and study. He was rather pressured sometimes, but he did truly enjoy his studies and reading. He'd happily skip to the library sometimes and told them his stories. A light to their world, if I must say. Aaaand the feels are back 🥲.

Kizaru then decided to join the Marines, a decision his parents supported, seeing he could finally give them an ego boost, like "HOLY SHIT MY SON IS A MARINE, NOW, CLAP, GUYS". Not really his dream or what he wanted, but he just went with the flow. He was an easygoing, cool, chill dude anyway.

Soon, he met Akainu and Aokiji in training. He ALWAYS had to be there to calm these two down if they started arguing. One mean look from Akainu to Aokiji or vice versa, "woah there, now stop my dudes" Kizaru was the pacifier between them. He was also the quiet, cool, but very smart kid who always was in the topnotchers. However, he was the type to suck up to the government's ideals and decisions of the majority of the top brass and whatever view a certain faction of theirs chooses as right. He was like a ship bobbing on the waves without someone to steer it.

Soon, he got to meet Vegapunk due to his knowledge on some certain machines thanks to his childhood of reading. He would keep a VERY CLOSE EYE ON THE SCIENTIST. That's what he was tasked to do. He had no problem with that anyway. Then, he met Sentomaru, Kuma, and Bonney, and maybe, just maybe, his nonchalant, neutral personality slipped away, having seen the innocence of a kid who viewed him as an uncle and the sweetness of a father and his daughter. He found himself having fun for the first time, but maybe, he just didn't know it. But the memory stuck.

To thisbday, Kizaru is still nonchalant as ever, but maybe, I hope, something might happen in Egghead arc now with him. Could be good development for someone so dull, yet so bright.

Dammit. Them 2D cartoon seamen making me cry.

Fujitora (Issho) 🐯: Oh God, this is a dark one. Fujitora was a very unfortunate lad. He had an, abusive, overpopulated family who hated him and beat him to near death. They saw he was durable when he fought back and decided to sell him to the Marines. It wasn't fair. But the world's not fair. Always, Fujitora saw poverty and very VILE bastards in his place. It was not surprising to him. But, his hell was just going to begin.

Fujitora had a strong moral compass (besides his gambling) and trained hard to spread justice in the Marines. But, as his rank got higher, the more horrible things he saw in the WG. Corruption, slavery, hatred, and all things unpleasant. Ugh, he wanted to leave. Why? Justice is for everyone, right? So, why can't he bring it to those above him, who abuse their power? That's right, it was the world being unfair.

All the shit he has witnessed made him sick to the stomach. Are these the people he was working with and working for? Yuck. He decided to resign last minute before a promotion.

But, before he left, Fujitora reflected on his life before being sold to the Marines and after being sold to the Marines. Just the same. It was just the same back there. It was just unfair, so unfair. Wherever he went, there were always bad people oppressing the lass fortunate like he once was. Fujitora was unable to take the gravity in that moment and cut his eyes. He decided to cancel his resignation and return to the Marines. That way, at least, he can rise up to a position where he can stand for fairness. But if any sign of humanity comes before him, Fujitora will be unable to see it clearly again, despite his kind heart. He may feel it, but never see it, so he can only partially feel it. A prize to pay for justice.

This one was sad. And when kindness did come to his heart genuinely in the form of Luffy, he couldn't see those kind eyes 😭.

Ryokugyu (Aramaki) 🐂: This dude seems to have sucked according to the fandom, but screw that.

So, since he's quite the simp for the WG, Aramakiwas bought as a baby by the Marines, so all he knew was the WG's ideals.

Though unruly and wild, he was valued because he was loyal, even when he did things outside anything approved, like not asking permission to deal with certain peeps. He was also very destructive as a child, so he needed lots of discipline, too. In fact, this wild boy has been chided more than anyone could count they stopped scolding him altogether 😂!

[retrobahng]

O. TEASER. into the verse (series.)

summary: sometimes there are some kind of weird coincidences. you were supposed to wake up the next morning and finally have the oddinary album in your hands after all the hard work in that shitty job you were to get the money, oh hell you did really hated that asshole boss of yours. they're some kind of weird coincidences that the first thing when you opened your eyes you found the pretty face of a boy, who kept calling you noona? asking you about a part of some choreography? not even noticing how he was speaking korean and you understood him? haha, what a weird dream.

"JAE-HYUNG, NOONA IS IGNORING ME"

"YAH! (Y/N) WAKE UP, CHAN HAS BEEN CALLING ME BECAUSE YOU DON'T PICK HIS CALLS"

wait, what?

pairings: stray kids x fem!reader. idol!au.

tw: none

word count; 3.2k

'Cool but what about my Oddinary album?' You thought while the pretty boy who called you noona a few moments ago was frowning at you, waiting for answer for his question that you don't even remember again. From what you had more or less heard you realized that he had a really nice voice, that type of voice that you would like them to whisper nice things in your ear.

With that finally thought, you came back to reality and you close your eyes lazily, thinking it was your brain playing with your sleepy self, knowing perfectly if you weren't so tired you would have reacted differently with such a beautiful guy in front of you, you never know when there will be another opportunity for a dream like this. But, nope not today, you were strangely really exhausted. As if a train had appeared and crushed you over and over again

Extending your arm from the softness provided by the soft blanket, you put your hand on the boy's face, pushing him away from you. "Leave me alone, Aki'" you unconsciously said without realizing how you just said a random name out of your lips and in Korean?. 'I hope when I wake up I already have the goddamn album in my hands, hours of work aren't going waste. I really need that Hyunjin photocard' With a smile you go back to sleep unware how the boy you called Aki, was looking at you with a deadpanned stare.

"JAE-HYUNG, NOONA IS IGNORING ME" he suddenly shouts, running back to the door he went in to try to wake up his noona, because apparently he had a serious problem with one part of the choreography (Y/N) had prepared for one of the b-side of their new album which the will release very soon. But as always (Y/N) was being lazy using the excuse that she has her period. Do women have it every day? "I will never understand girls" he said muttering to himself and rolling his eyes, thinking that when he has the chance he will call his mother and he would ask her about that.

Akihiko with quick pace, he went down the stairs that connect to the second floor, where all the rooms were except of the leader's that chose the room on the first floor, who said exactly the day they moved into that house 'No way am I going to live next to hungry gorillas that all they do is scream' getting a 'Hey!' from (Y/N).

With a determined step, he went to the kitchen following the rich smell of rameyon that comes from. Meeting the tall figure of their leader, who was busy in front of the stove, humming a soft rhythm as he moved through the spacious kitchen.

"Hyung, (Y/N) noona is ignoring me~" With a whine, Akihiko drops himself into one of the few chairs that were there. A yawn coming from him after that. "Gosh, again rameyon? You don't know how to do any other thing apart of that? Where is Taewoo hyung?"

The tall boy without looking back at Aki and turning deaf ears to the questions of the Japanese boy. He hum in content of how the breakfast was turning out.

"YAH! (Y/N) WAKE UP, CHAN HAS BEEN CALLING ME BECAUSE YOU DON'T PICK HIS CALLS" Jaesang yelled remembering how the leader of Stray Kids was bothering him with his calls asking your about your whereabouts.

He can't really blame dispatch for bringing out those rumors of you and bang chan dating. If he didn't know you guys at all, Jae would think that y'all were dating. It felt like yesterday, how that scandal of the two of you came out and even with photos included! You will see in every social media "Chan of Stray Kids and (Y/N) of Echo allegedly dating" or "Chan of Stray Kids and (Y/N) of Echo caught leaving a restaurant together +photos" rumor after rumor, dozens of meetings with JYP, the disapproving looks from their managers and in the end, the statement came out denying all the rumors that Chan and you were not dating, calming the waters of both fandoms. Even BTS' jimin was bothering him with dozens of questions on his IG dm to find out more about the rumors.

You in the other hand, you opened your eyes in terror after hearing the loud voice. Analyzing the words you just heard.

Wait, what?

echo > next

[kthecutest]

omgomgggggg can you pls!!!! write bf!jo x short!f!reader? lol everyone is short next to him smh

Yes of course!! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

✿ Bf!Jo x Short!f!reader ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

Pairing ➳ Bf!Jo x short!f!reader Genre ➳ Purely fluff ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎

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This boy will deadass pretend he lost you for a minute with a monotone voice - “Eh- I wonder where did my girlfriend gone of to” when you’re right in front of him. You’d reply with a pout and a yell – “Yah! I’m right here! Excuse me!!” – “haha sorry didn’t see you there, you were just so short so you weren’t in my view range” And then you’d walk off sulking and mumbling angry little words as he chased after you laughing and trying to console you.

Leaves his clothes and outfits out in the living room, folded on the couch just so he could see you wear them. He claims it’s just because he’s too lazy to put them in his closet but you know it’s just an excuse. Why would your neat and organized boyfriend leave out his clothes randomly like this, not to mention they’re folded as if waiting for someone to take a pick readily.

You’re basically drowning in his clothes every time you put them on. His hoodies and shirts were like your dresses. So it was normal for you to just walk around the house with his only his shirt and a pair of shorts or panties. Not that he’s complaining, he loved it whenever you do that and that’s also why he would leave out his clothes for you to wear.

You’d sometimes ask your tall ass boyfriend to teach you how to play basketball since he was an expert at that. He’d teach you but secretly chuckles every time the ball would miss the hoop because you were too short to reach it. You’d be all sulky, speaking in a pouty tone – “yahhh! Stop laughing! ૮₍˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა“ If your aim was simply wrong, he would come behind you and help you aim right, giving you butterflies in your stomach in the process.

You would sometimes wear heels even though you didn’t prefer them. They were simply a pain in the ass but you didn’t wanna look so short beside your over 6ft boyfriend. He would chuckle at your efforts reassuring you that you looked fine the way you are – “you look even cuter when you’re short you know” which made you blush as you tapped his shoulder telling him to stop being a flirt. “I’m just stating the truth~” – he’d get on his knees, taking the heels off of your swollen feet and gently put on some slippers or sneakers after the walk back home, he’d let you lay down on the couch, as he put ointment on your swollen spots and massaged your feet, sulking and telling you not to wear heels next time.

Piggy back rides all the time. “Woah so this is how the view is up here huh” – you spoke in a teasing tone as you enjoyed clinging onto him. He’d laugh at your little comment holding you up tightly so you won’t fall – “enjoying the breeze up there?” Oh and it’s not just piggy back rides but the way he’d carry you bridal style so randomly too out of nowhere. Not that you hated it, in fact you loved it. “Feel like you’re gonna melt in my hands from how small you are hm” – “huhh? Excuse me then I’ll be getting off ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ“ He’d quickly hold you back up not allowing you to get off – “nuh uh where’d you think you’re going”

Are we not gonna talk about how you have to either jump up, tell him to bend down or use a stool, every time to kiss him. “I’m gonna break my neck just looking up at you like this” – “hey I’m gonna also break my back bending down to your height like this shortie” – another pouting section for you. He always teased you about your height but he secretly adored that about you too because you just looked so cute and petite to him. At one point you guys would reach a conclusion, where he’d pick you up every time you two were to kiss

[luci4theminorannoyance]

hi!! I

i see that you're taking reqs so can I get some gaz or price hcs with reader who has NEVER taken anything seriously, even if they're on missions?

(btw if your taking anon claims, can I be 🕸 anon?)

a/n: oh my gosh yes!! And yah, you can be 🕸️, also on this blog I’ll be using the term ‘you’ for readers so I hope you don’t mind that. Also I just did gaz because I’m too lazy rn to do price

gaz:

-he’s just worried at this point

-when you joined 141 he probably thought it was funny until he realized you weren’t serious on missions either -always has you in sight, eyes on you at all times during missions

-has given up trying to teach people how to be serious since he already tried (and failed) when he met soap

-glances at you whenever you make a joke or say something, he’s trying to figure out if your serious or not

-he sometimes joins you in joking around and such, and no matter how hard he tries he usually ends up chuckling at least once a mission

-honestly enjoys not being stone-cold and having someone else to chat with and be silly with (ghost isn’t the best teammate for that)

-my man’s eyes go WIDE, like he is shocked when you start cracking up etc during a mission gone wrong or you and him are kidnapped

[strawbearytae]

stigma📎

“popular”! jungkook x underclassman! reader

genre: angst, hurt no comfort

synopsis: A lazy date between you and Jungkook is interrupted by Jimin. It would be the first time your best friend meets your boyfriend. The confrontation is already nerve-wrecking even without that fact that the two of you have your masks off.

series: part of my papercuts smau

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Giggling as Jungkook proceeded to whisk the bowl though half the contents were stuck to his shirt, you continued to take pictures of him. After deciding to skip class (how responsible of you two) since the two of you had already completed the next two weeks' worth of projects, you and Jungkook decided to try the thing you were both bad at while the other teaches. Which was cooking for you and baking for him. The lasagna you made wasn’t too bad, a little burnt on the side because your supposed teacher for it decided to lay you down on the counter and make out with you instead of watching the oven as he ought to have.

“Yah.” Jungkook pouted as he blew a stray bang away from his face with a faux glare, “Stop taking pictures of me and teach me how to do this.”

“But this is so much more fun.” You smiled as you snapped another picture of his expression. “You’re so cute.”

You saw Jungkook’s face heat up with your phone, “y-yah! Don’t say stuff like that so easily.”

You practically grinned, “I’m not. I’m just telling the truth about my boyfriend.”

Jungkook bit his lip and looked away, obviously enjoying hearing you call him your boyfriend. For the last few weeks that the title had been given to him, he had been collecting those small moments when you called that. He always blushed underneath his mask before answering in a stuttering tone, which was why you referred to him as that in the first place. He practically obsessed over those little moments, replaying the slight roll of your r’s when you said “boyfriend.” Sometimes he wondered how “Jungkook” would sound from your lips.

“Yah~” You went over and clasped your arms around his waist, “Don’t look away.”

Jungkook continued to look above you, making you huff.

“Ju-Jaegguk.” You quickly caught yourself, “Please?”

“Hey Y/N are Mimi’s files on the coffee table-”

The quick shuffling of feet, the hasty voice, the door slamming open with the shoes clumsily thrown off moments before should’ve been a warning sign. An alarm to the storm that was about to unleash in your apartment, one that you could’ve avoided. One that you should have.

But you didn’t. And now you, Jungkook and Jimin were all staring at each other as Jimin reached for Mimi’s files on the coffee table. Jimin’s eyes bounced between you and Jungkook, expression shifting somewhere between confusion and bewilderment to a twisted gleam of realization.

Jungkook went white as he shifted his gaze at you. You couldn’t bear to return his stare.

Jimin was first to speak, “What is he doing here?”

You urged yourself to speak without shaking, “He’s my boyfriend.”

Jimin’s eyes furrowed, “I thought Jaegguk was your boyfriend.”

“Yes.” You nearly whispered, “He is.”

The silence was suffocating, Jungkook’s arms slightly shifted to grasp your waist. That move didn’t go unnoticed by Jimin.

“You’ve been dating Jungkook this whole time?!” Jimin took a step back as if the news had been physically blowing, “Him? Out of everyone in the world, him?” Jimin’s voice cracked into a shriek, “Again?”

“I didn’t know.” You pleaded, “We didn’t know. Not at first.”

Jungkook nodded with you in agreement.

“Since when.” Jimin demanded, “Since when did you know you were dating someone that broke your heart? Since when you decided to give your fucking heart to someone that broke your trust and literally pushed you into nearly killing yourself?” Your eyes widened, “Don’t act like I didn’t know, Y/N.” Jimin glared with glistening eyes, “I saw how you stopped eating and started obsessing over how you look. We heard your little mantra, Y/N. We all did. Tae, Miya and Yoongi hyung, we all noticed.

“Why...” You felt your knees sway, “Why didn’t any of you say anything?”

Jimin scoffed, sniffing, “You think we didn’t? How about all the times we asked you to stop going to the gym, that you were pushing yourself too hard? How about all the times that Miya coaxed you to get out of bed before you wasted yourself away from only leaving for class and exercise?” You saw Jimin’s fists shake, “How about all the times Tae, Yoongi hyung and I brought you food, complimented you, and tried to convince you to stop. The times that Tae requested you to make so many fucking cupcakes even though he hates carrot cake just so you’d eat one? You never did. You never looked at what we were trying to help you with. You didn’t even notice; you just mumbled your stupid mantra to yourself and pushed all of us away.”

Jimin was right. You never noticed your friends’ efforts to help you or little nudges for therapy. You had only been focused on yourself and presenting yourself as a perfect little packaged doll. You never noticed things beyond your own peripheral before you met Jungkook again. You were tunnel-visioned to fulfill your own delusion at the cost of your friends.

You were a shitty friend if you could call yourself that even.

Jimin’s voice went heavy, “And when we finally thought you were doing better, you’re out with this” he pointed to Jungkook, “Fucker again? After he started all this shit for you?”

“I didn’t know.” You whispered, stepping away from Jungkook to Jimin. Pleading him to give you a chance to explain, to apologize, “Jimin, I’m sorry-”

“No.” Jimin shielded himself, “I can’t do this, Y/N. You-” He let out a strangled sound before pushing his hair out of his face, “I don’t want to tell you what to do, Y/N. I love you. You’re one of my best friends but how... could you keep this from me. After everything he put you through.” He sent Jungkook a glare over his shoulder, you didn’t notice Jungkook lowering his head in shame.

“Woah, guys we’re gonna get a noise complaint-” Taehyung shuffled into your apartment, immediately freezing at the sight of Jimin’s angry tears. “Shit.”

Jimin snapped back to face Taehyung, “You knew?”

Taehyung curled his lips, “Only recently...”

“You got to be fuckin kidding me.”

“Jimin!” Taehyung called out after him as he stormed out of the apartment. He looked at you and Jungkook, “He’s knows?”

You bit your lip, “Yes.”

“Jungkook?”

“Yeah?” His voice was shaky.

“You knew?”

Jungkook lowered his head even further.

“Did. You. Know?” Taehyung’s voice had a dangerous edge to it.

“Yes.” Jungkook whispered.

“Since when.” Taehyung nearly snarled.

His gaze shifted over to you before they it went back down to the floor, “Since before Y/N knew.”

You snapped your head back to him, “What?!” Jungkook didn’t respond as Taehyung left, “You knew?”

Jungkook nodded hesitantly.

“You knew that I knew what this was.” You motioned to the two of you, “You knew?”

“Yes.”

You focused your gaze at him, tears of frustration building up in your eyes. “Why didn’t you say anything? We-” You took in a sharp breath, “We were just lying to ourselves, weren’t we?”

“Y/N, no I-” Jungkook reached out his hands for you before you smacked them away.

“This wasn’t going to work out, was it?” You leaned your head back before you looked at him again. His back was hunched over, and his hands were clasped in front of him like a disciplined child, “It was just a lie.”

“Y/N...” He pleaded, “I didn’t want to make you feel bad for me. I didn’t want to make you feel like you had to stay, I didn’t want to make you choose between you and your friends, I just wanted to wait until everything settled down before we talked-”

“What so you take away my choice to decide?” You willed yourself not to cry as angry tears pricked from your eyes, “You knew that I would stay, Jungkook. You knew that I would choose you and that would do everything in my power to make my friends understand. You-” You looked away from him, “You didn’t make that choice to protect me, Jungkook.” He opened his mouth to protest but you continued, “You made that choice because you didn’t want to be responsible, just like last time.”

Those last four words made him clamp his mouth shut.

Perhaps you were right. Jungkook didn’t want to be held responsible for spiraling your life. Like he did in high school, he didn’t want to make you choose. He didn’t want you to be brought into his orbit of insults from his ex-classmates or the flood of insecurities he carried. He just wanted to wait until everything popped, to be able to live like nothing happened, that there were no issues, before everything came to light. A part of him knew that if he talked to you, everything could have solved itself. But what guarantee did he have? His last experience with a relationship had consequences that lasted for the last 3 years. He only knew what an ugly ending was like, and he presumed that that was the only ending he deserved.

He hadn’t stopped the bomb because he expected the fallout as he did. Always.

You clenched your fists at his silence, “Jungkook.”

His ears perked at the sound of his name. His real name. But unlike the times that he imagined you saying it as you gigglrf “Jaegguk” with the slow, lazy “ook” that was laced with adoration, you said it with disappointment. With resentment.

“I’m tired.” You sighed, “I’m tired of us being like this. I’m tired of us not working out. I’m tired of the lies that we told to keep each other. We built so much trust in this, we invested our secrets and confessions but the very foundation of everything was a lie.”

“Y/N, please-”

“I don’t want to do this.” You cried, “Why was it you? Why did it have to be you?” You nearly pleaded, “Why is it always you?”

“I’m sorry.” Jungkook pleaded automatically, “I’m sorry, Y/N. I am so sorry.”

“No, Jungkook.” His name on your lips seemed to wound him further, “I’m sorry.” You walked to your room and shut the door.

He didn’t stop you.

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32. stigma🖊

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synopsis: flirting with your crush of 3 years wasn’t something you thought of when first getting twitter, a nasty breakup wasn’t what you expected either… but why is it that after 3 years and loads of droning on self-improvement and trying to become “that” girl, your gym buddy reminds you of the one person you wanted to forget?

a/n: Sorry if this is such low quality, I haven’t had the time to really edit these past few weeks. I have applications due in about two weeks so everything has been very hectic. Thank you to everyone who asked me if I’m alright! I’m not dead (yet!). Please hit that rblg button as a pat on the head for me for a good job (•ᴗ•◍)!

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[possibilistfanfiction]

i love that you've been making a lot of ur avatrice fics a subtle (or very UNSUBTLE) ode to mascs/butch lesbians. and an ode to being queer in general. i think my fave things to read lately have been works like that; where the characters aren't just queer, but happy to be queer, relieved to be queer, or saved by being queer. and in terms of gender expression and queerness its something that i've had a hard time reconciling with myself, but the way you explore it through bea is refreshing and helpful for me, someone who's been out for 8 years and still sweats when deciding what shirts to buy myself, or sometimes how to even just walk when i go outside

honestly i never know what like general reactions will be but everyone has been so lovely! i think it's like — fundamentally so important to me that bea was never ever made to be femme! like canonically she's attractive to women in the show!! she has her little slacks!! & she's not like masc/butch explicitly but at the same time i'm like... she's never gotten to choose for herself either! & maybe she would! she could if she wanted! a little knight at the campfire, you know

& yah it's hard!! i've been out for over a decade & have gotten to have top surgery & be in a generally v safe & queer city + a wonderful marriage & community & like... i still cry over pants!! it's hard to be in a world that wasn't built for you, no matter how happy it is

BUT that being said yes to me queerness is the holiest thing in the whole world!! like whew, queerness DOES save the world; it is a relief & it is a joy & it is a miracle!

& i think, for me, at least, when i write bea, it's rly important to use the word lesbian for sure, but i also think like... there is something so so so beautiful about butches & dykes!!! & at least part of my journey has been falling in love with those words & that history & that deep joy. so in my fics i love writing bea getting to have some of that freedom & healing very specifically around like... not being femme!! she's a lesbian!!! maybe one day she would love the word dyke & all the gentle power it has held for so long. i don't really want it to be subtle bc i don't actually think after a few years of therapy & the world's most enthusiastic partner that bea would ever want anyone to think she's straight lol

& like god... i made myself emotional w a suit or a pair of pants & an older dyke where u just are like... oh. i can exist like this, so happy & so myself & so loved, for so long. & ava is wonderful so it's just kind of lovely to imagine bea just like... getting a masc haircut w the full freedom to love it or hate it bc ava is just :) i love you!!!!! & bea has never gotten to see if she would even Like that on herself before. bea trying on men's ("men's") clothes, picking out cologne bc she likes the way it smells better than perfume, etc etc etc. & in addition to her little button downs & slacks like... what would she want to wear during a lazy day at home? what would she want to wear to brunch on a sunday morning? ava is just in love so there's so, so many choices that open up to her!! she gets to just settle into what makes her happy & all the ways that's fluid & graceful & changing, none of which are defined by expectations of shutting the queer part of yourself off. all the beautiful expansiveness of queerness & this really gorgeous masculinity that's just There to explore. idk, it's wonderful lol & i feel like that freedom is just, for me, really nice to get to write. obviously if other ppl feel differently, that's also totally cool, but yeah, soft butch beatrice in all those variations forever

[leiflitter]

From the fanfic ask, i'd love to hear about: 🤩🧐🍷

Ee the first one omgomgomg

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

Yes, and it's always weird.

So far for YAH I have googled:

The history of cheese

French horse shows

Oxford Professor codes of conduct

Freud Oral Fixation

Who can register a death

Colditz

Lots of ikea internal pictures (I miss Ikea)

And lots of route planning. So much. I keep getting TripAdvisor notifications about me going to Oxford 😅

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

For POV:

I LOVE BOTH OF THE BOYS but probably Felix because I swear the shit he comes out with makes me laugh. And it's been fun to have him Coming Out Of His Cage And Doing Just Fine. Also the lad's adhd as fuck, I am adhd as fuck, we vibin.

(I also love Oliver but his vibe is still far more guarded, but I like it when he goes a lil scary. That's my boy).

For non-POV:

Harriet. Love my girlie she's just A+ girlboss queen of my heart... but also Farleigh is very fun to write. It took me a lil bit to kinda... get his Voice tm but he's got this sort of lazy snark that absolutely is so fun to play about with.

🍷 Do you drink and write?

I am not allowed alcohol because I am on the Government Speed, but I do occasionally have my strong painkillers, for I am made of crumbling sandstone. These do make writing a lil easier sometimes but most of the time... yeah it's just my Govt. Mandated Methylphenidate ✌️

[itsohh]

Hey! Would you be up for doing a SWF alphabet for Nøkk?

eh its yah girl, anyway the only uh swf things in my inbox rn is Nøkk

Nøkk SFW Alphabet

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

She's pretty casual when it comes to affection. She'll hang an arm around you casually in public. Sometimes will prop her legs up in your lap. In private she's more of the same but if she's maskless she likes to hurry her face into your shoulder. Likes to give you little head massages and him in your company.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?) 

Friendship with Nøkk starts off pretty simple, being squadmates. While sometimes she can be a little intense with her veil, she's pretty good at keeping a somewhat light mood. Never one to be caught off guard just passing jokes back and forwards develops said friendship. Eventually, when you get super close you discover her identity which is a breath of fresh air for her. To be able to relax around you is something Nøkk treasures. 

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Nøkk is a big spoon. This woman loves to wrap her arms around you and hold you close. Loves to bury her face into your back or neck. Yet she's not opposed to slipping into your lap if you're relaxing somewhere. If out in public it's more of a messy lazy cuddy but in private it's that much tighter. Sometimes she gets a little afraid to let you go. 

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?

Nøkk has her secret domestic side. One day she plans to fully retire and settle down. But for now, it's something restricted to off-duty. Nøkk is fantastic at cleaning and knows how to get every little spot. Mainly because she's used to erasing any sign of her presence. She's an okay cook. Her cooking is good. Nothing amazing. Just good. Her baking though? Fantastic baker, anything she makes is just too tier. Makes a mean brownie. 

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Mask on. Very serious and quick to the point. She doesn't stick around very much and pretty much runs away. Will send in someone like Sam to do damage control. 

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Nøkk is very hesitant to get married, especially officially. She doesn't want to put you in the limelight by association. It would take a lot to convince her and still you would probably have to have a secret wedding. Mostly likely if you do get married the pair of you are going to go elope in secret and have the files hidden. Aside from marriage, she's very committed and very happy to commit. 

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Nøkk no matter the action, has a level of grace behind it. Physically even if the action is rather violent it's gentle at the same time. Emotionally she tends to think things through and plan a lot of stuff. Keeps a lot of mental notes. Ultimately she knows how to talk sweetly and calmly. She can express herself rather well if she actually does it. 

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Doesn't like to be snuck up on, if your going to hug her (which is fine) just make it obvious. She's into her big over the top hugs. 

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?) 

Nøkk flirts a lot and takes control but confessing her love is another thing. It's pretty scary for her due to the complications that come with being with someone who is in identity protection. It takes her a decent amount of time until the feeling is overwhelming and she can’t take it any longer. Tells you when she has to. 

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?) 

Sometimes it can be frustrating for her in public. She knows sometimes she can’t show that she's with you and hates that. Not one to get possessive though. 

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?) 

A lot of the time she can't kiss you. Often when she does its late at night she likes to kiss in between your shoulder blades. She likes it when you press a kiss against her hand. Perhaps when she's resting it on your face. Or perhaps you pull her hand up to your lips. 

L = Little ones (How are they around children?) 

She's okay around children for a small amount of time. Nøkk can charm kids but if they're afraid of her mask it's a no-go. There's not much she can really do about it. In public, she doesn't like it when kids are too loud near her. They draw attention which is fine when they're on the other side of the room. 

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

You're going to wake up locked in her grip. She could be asleep or awake but you're not getting out until she lets you. If you’re on base she will shower with you then get ready for work. If you’re off base, she might slip out of bed and cook you breakfast in bed. 

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

She's an early-to-bed early-to-rise person. This means there isn't much that the pair of you do at night after dinner. Perhaps just reading a book or doing your own thing in bed together. 

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

At first, she's got a good barrier up but slowly you will get to know her as a person. When she trusts you completely she will reveal her face and tell you her identity. It's a big thing that happens all at once. 

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?) 

Does not get angry. You don't think you have ever seen her actually angry. Has a very tight control of her emotions. 

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Has amazing memory. Memorizes so much. She remembers all the small things and what was said. Plays dumb sometimes though. Might pretend to forget as a tease. 

R = Remember (What is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

It was midday and she had been alone in the gym. She had a hoodie on and was on the treadmill. Headphones in but still aware of anyone coming in. In the corner of her eye, she spotted a movement. Someone entering the gym. Her first reaction is to cover up her face, closing the hoodie. 

Yet a moment later she realizes it's you and calms down a bit. You run right up to her, completely out of breath. It looked like you had run a marathon. She turned off the treadmill and stepped off. The hoodie was loosened but a shadow was still cast over her face. Before she could speak you doubled over, hands on your knees panting. You held up your finger for a moment while you caught your breath. 

Patiently Nøkk waited until you collected yourself. Your hands went to her face and smashed your lips against her to her surprise. Passionate and messy but only lasting for a second. "I'm so in love with you." You manage to get out before you turn on your heel and quite literally sprint away. "That's all bye." Your voice hanging over your shoulder. 

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Nøkk tries to protect you a lot from her other life. She knows you’re rather capable and normally is just there to have your back as a team. But her personal and public life is something that she wants to protect you from to a fault. Does not want to introduce you to her dad. 

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

She doesn't need to try, she does them effortlessly. With her amazing memory, she can normally figure out exactly what you want or need. Picks up on subtle things and knows exactly how to make every occasion perfect. The same goes for everyday life. 

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Isn't the best when she has a serious problem. Often she will stay silent and tries to resolve it by herself. It can be annoying when she could just come to you about it. Normally she's so good at communicating. 

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?) 

Funny enough she cares a lot about her appearance even if no one can see it. Certainly, the one to wear lingerie even when you're not around. Likes to be practical though. Can't kick ass unless you look cool. Doesn’t matter if no one else can see it, she knows and that's what matters.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?) 

Sometimes when she goes a decent of time away from you she does feel like a piece of her is missing. She can't relax properly and it feels like she's always got a mask up. She misses being able to just be herself completely without you. 

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.) 

Her favourite game to pass the time is charades. She's super good at it and loves to act out the prompts. 

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?) 

Nøkk would never be with someone who doesn't respect boundaries. She understands people asking about the mask but it can get pretty annoying after a while and she won't want to be around someone who keeps trying to get her to take it off or even worse try to remove it themselves. (Good luck with that)

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Early-to-bed, early-to-rise when working. Yet when she's at home she loves to sleep in. Cuddle monster. She's not a fan of white noise. Prefers to sleep in silence. If its really hot then she prefers air con to a fan.

[toonqueen]

Day 28: Macabre Duck

My headcanon for Nega Magica and Nega Gladstone’s relationship is complicated. Ha. I have written about it before. My Nega Magica is a paladin/healie magic type. Though that seems like a good thing, her magic spells can also dip into memory manipulation and a little mind control when needed. I like the concept that Negaverse versions are not like just completely opposite of their prime versions. At first glance she seems like a goodie goodie compared to Prime Magica. Believing in balance and helping innocent parties. However she has some shady dealing and secrets. Those that don’t know the couple well would see the situation as a Beauty and the Beast type thing. Grimstone is moody and edgy seeming personality while Magica seems like an innocent soul just hopelessly in love with a monster and willing to stay with him. But oh boy she’s doing the manipulating let me tell you.

My Nega Gladstone goes by Grimstone. My prime-verse headcanon has the luck being something coming down from Grandma Duck’s side of the family, magnified by the Distelfink. So in the Negaverse the  bloodline from Grandma Duck has one family member each generation that is consumption cursed. Like how Paddywack feeds on fear, Grimstone feeds on luck. So you can see how that would pit him against his primeverse version at some point. Oh ho ho. While Gladstone is lazy and relies on his luck, Grimstone is a well studied warlock on top of his consumption cursed abilities. 

Grim and Magica stay at Grandma’s farm, which unfortunately Grandma duck isn’t alive anymore. She was a bit of a paranoid survivalist so the farm is pretty self sustaining and had power off the grid. They do work as a pair to fight super natural things and collect dangerous artifacts they keep safely locked up in the farmhouse basement. That part of their lives is a parody on the RL based couple in The Conjuring. Once again I like the idea of Negaversers not being black and white good and evil based on their prime counterparts. Though Grimstone has tried to each Gladstone’s luck a few time in the primeverse, in the negaverse he and Magica are doing things to help save the world sometimes. Yah know. (I do the same with Negaduck but that's a different story HA)

I’m giving a lot of links to old stories cuz I haven’t had time to do Duckvember this year but here is a great story touching on their relationship haaaa. 

What little short story I wanted to write for this prompt was actually Magica getting badly injured on one of their missions and Grimstone bringing her body back to the barn with the Distelfink. He can’t do any healing magic at all because of his whole consumption cursed thing. He does his best he can with no luck (ha.) 

The actually have three kids and there youngest an adopted canadian goose named Orin, witnesses this going on. Grimstone tells him momma is alright and to go in the house and get some things needed. I see him being around 7ish in this story. With Orin’s help he is able to get Magica’s major wound closed up and maybe she might have needed a little rezz to. She might have been a little bit more dead than alive. But luckily now stable her own healing tomes kick in and she though unconscious, gets healed enough that she is going to be okay. 

Grimstone reassures Orin that momma was okay all along she just need a little help. And also don’t tell momma what just happened she’ll be worried and we don’t wanna stress out momma. 

Of course the next day when Magica is feeling better but resting in bed, Grimstone brings her breakfast. She states she knows everything that happened. Because Orin is a little snitch and loves his momma more than his daddy so he told Magica EVERYTHING. Magica isn’t mad, is glad Grimstone was able to save her. But like, his healing job is horrible she’s gonna have a scar on her torso thats never gonna go away but GRIM DID HIS BEST OKAY. ;-;

[jeon-s-sins]

Moon's Sun | 7 | Bonding

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It was late in the evening, and you and Jungkook decided to go for a walk and check out the small shops before deciding to go somewhere to eat.

Some shopkeepers were selling clothes, some were selling leather goods, and some had food stalls.

After making the rounds of the evening market, it was high time for you to eat. Despite your protests, Jungkook was determined to make you stop at a food stall to eat. You repeatedly told him you were okay and could check out the rest of the stalls, but he wouldn't listen. You wanted to protest, but your stomach agreed with Jungkook and growled as if there was a monster in your stomach.

"Don't be stubborn. Let's stop and eat. We'll watch the rest after we eat." Defeated, you didn't protest anymore and followed him blindly. "What are you in the mood for?" Not knowing what to eat, Jungkook lets you choose for both of you.

There was one thing you'd been craving for, even dreaming about. "How about seafood? Living in Busan for as long as you can remember, you loved almost all seafood, with a few exceptions.

"Sounds good to me." Without further ado, he intertwined your arm with his own before leading you to where you could find better-quality seafood. You had to leave the market and head for the harbor.

The place was not far from where you were. It was only a five-minute walk. It was a building with several small seafood shops - the one you used to go to with the rest of the group.

Over the years, you have come to see only one shopkeeper. A very old man, well into his seventies, he thought of you as his grandchildren, and you thought of him as your grandfather. Back in high school, you used to help him sometimes - on weekends, holidays, and in the summer.

Today, Kim Seojun, the eldest of their two children, had taken over his father's business. They would place an order when they didn't have time to go to the port. Taemin, Seojun's son, would make the deliveries.

Working with Mr. Kim was your first job. Your guardian insisted that you continue your studies. To make you more responsible and independent, he made a deal with you that he would pay for your studies, but you were on your own when it came to eating, going out, buying clothes, etc., which was understandable.

You hadn't seen your guardian in a long time. You knew he traveled a lot but didn't know what he did for a living.

"Jungkook, YN," When you arrived in front of the Kim stall, you and Jungkook were greeted warmly by Taemin, who was just leaving to deliver an order. "It's been a long time since I've seen you. I wondered if you were still alive". He hugged Jungkook, took you in his arms, and gave you a big hug.

"Don't exaggerate, Tae," you say with a laugh. "We met last week." Often you were too lazy to cook on your days off, so what better way than to order from your favorite shopkeeper. "I know. But it's not enough." He says with a sulk. "We used to see each other practically every day."

"We know, buddy. I promise we'll try to remedy that and compensate for lost time." Jungkook tried to cheer up our friend again. Taemin's face lit up like a child who had been promised a toy. "You promise?" Taemin looked back at you, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Of course." You tell him, stroking his arm lovingly and without any backbone.

"Yah-" You hear the voice of a grown man. "What the hell are you still doing here? The order isn't going to come by itself!" Behind the counter was Mr. Kim Seojun, a knife in his hand, looking unhappy.

Before running away, Taemin said goodbye, got on his motorcycle, and rode off without looking back. The scene in front of your eyes made you and Jungkook smile. The years went by, but the relationship between the Kims never changed - only good memories with them and many moments of breathtaking laughter.

"That boy, I swear." Once his son was out of sight, Seojun welcomed you back with a big smile. "Well, I was wondering when I would see you again." He says to you in a teasing tone but also with a bit of reproach. "Sorry, Jun. The last few days have been a bit complicated and strange."

Jungkook, who had been looking at the man in his forties, changes his trajectory to land on you. When you turned your head to look at him, you saw a slightly worried look on his face. You gave him a small smile to reassure him, and he drew you closer with his arm, always tangled with yours.

"Good, but I hope to see you more often. You've been missed, guys." You smile at him before making it clear that he has also been missed. "By the way, where are the others?" He asks, looking at you in turn. "They're not coming tonight. It's just going to be this miss and me." Seojun's face lights up at this moment.

"Oh, I see. Finally, after all these years, you've taken the plunge?" You couldn't hide your surprised look at what the man in front of you said. While you looked at him with beady eyes, Jungkook had his mouth open, probably as surprised as you were.

You could feel your cheeks getting hot. No doubt you were blushing like a tomato, so to hide it, you lowered your head and let your hair form a curtain to hide your blushing cheeks from the two men.

Coming to his senses, Jungkook was the first to clear up the misunderstanding. "N-No. We will compensate for lost time and celebrate my becoming her roommate." Looking at Seojun again, you notice his smile still on his lips.

"Alright then." You didn't know why, but his tone made you think Seojun had difficulty believing it. "Shall I serve you as usual?" Seojun asked, preferring to change the subject when he saw how red your and Jungkook's cheeks were. You and Jungkook looked at each other in silence, wondering if it was okay, before you nodded and answered Seojun in the affirmative.

"Very good." The man behind the counter came to the front, where the fresh products in aquariums were offered to his customers. The offerings were diverse and varied. Fish, crab, lobster, shrimp, octopus, squid, periwinkles, scallops. But also sea pineapple, sea cucumber, sea penis*, and many other choices.

After Seojun selected the best and most prominent products that were still alive for his two favorite customers, he went back behind the counter to prepare your order while you and Jungkook sat at a table for two in front of the stall.

"I feel like it's been forever since I had a nice little dish from the Kims," Jungkook said as he looked toward the ocean. After taking a deep breath of the iodine smell of the sea with your eyes closed, you replied, "Me too.

"I missed it," your friend continued. With your eyes closed you felt like you were being watched. When you opened your eyes again, Jungkook was looking at you, a smile on his lips, showing his bunny teeth. "What?" You frowned, not understanding why he was looking at you.

"Nothing. You've always had this habit of sitting down, closing your eyes, and breathing deeply. It's cute." Hearing him say your habit was 'cute' again warmed your cheeks. "T-thank you." That was the first thing you thought of. To overcome your embarrassment, you continue. "It relaxes me. I love the ocean. Hearing the sound of the waves breaking on the rocks and smelling the smell of the sea lulls me to sleep".

Jungkook just nods his head. "If I could, I would build a hut by the sea and live there for the rest of my life. Jungkook didn't say anything. He just listened to you and took in new information about you.

Although you've been friends for a long time, you've never bothered to go out together, which he thought was a shame. He hadn't experimented with just the two of you for very long, but he might get used to it at this rate. Now he understood why his other friends liked to spend time with just the two of you.

While you helped him adjust to his new room at your place - now also his - you listened to him talk about himself, never once complaining, even giving him advice and offers to play with him if you weren't an expert at games.

"One day, when I'm a little older, probably when I'm retired, I'm going to move to a house by sea. Hear the sound of the seagulls, the waves. Taking long walks on the beach with, who knows, my boyfriend, with our feet in the water. Watching the sunset every day. For me, this is the definition of a dream life. My dream life.

To others, your dream life may sound cliché, worthy of those corny movies. But for you, even if you were not a romantic and girly person, you have been attracted to the sea since you were young. And that was the definition of a dream life.

Jungkook, on the other hand, was a little more surprised by you. He knew you were not the kind of girl who liked pink - not that you had anything against it. In fact, when you were younger, it was the only color you lived for. You were even less romantic, fragile, to be protected, etc.

At that moment, he saw you as an independent young woman, dreamy and determined to live her dream life. He also noticed that you were a simple person for whom small things made her happy. And a person with whom you could talk for hours about anything and everything without getting bored until time passed without you noticing.

"What about you?" Looking at Jungkook again, you could see that he hadn't taken his eyes off you once and listened intently while a gentle smile adorned his soft pink lips.

"There you go." Seojun had said with your plates in his hands. Just the sight of the bowl had been enough to make you salivate and your stomach rumble. "Chef, can we have a bottle of soju?" Being of legal drinking age, Jungkook couldn't do without soju or beer, let alone a good bottle of red wine.

"It's done. Seojun leaves to get our new order before returning and leaving the bottle on the table with two glasses before taking his place behind the counter to serve the new customers.

Jungkook serves a glass of soju before raising it to make a toast. "To us, our bonding time, and to my beautiful roommate." You clink your glasses and take a sip. "Let's eat."

Wonderful. A burst of flavor in your mouth. "So, what would your dream life be like?" You ask Jungkook again. He puts his chopsticks on the side of his plate, rests his forearms on the table, and tilts his head, thinking about his dream life.

"Well, nothing too complicated. My dream life would be to travel the world without any worries. One day in one country, the next week in another, and so on. But I don't want to travel alone. Otherwise, it wouldn't be fun. That's why if I find a girlfriend one day, she must be simple, dreamy, and unafraid of challenges". He pauses, takes a drink, and continues while your eyes are still on him.

"I'd like to go on a trip one day, just on a whim, with a backpack and my girlfriend. To experience new cultures, grow spiritually, and visit unusual places that very few people know about". As he talked about his dream life, Jungkook was immersed in his desires, and you could see his eyes sparkling with excitement.

But suddenly, his eyes became cloudy, and the carefree, dreamy, childlike look had evaporated, giving way to disillusionment before you could hear. "But I couldn't." You didn't understand why he said that. Your life had just begun. Nothing was lost, much less impossible.

"Why do you say that?" He smiled sadly at you. "I have no job and no girlfriend." Was that what was bothering him? "Is that all?" You smile, "All is not lost, my friend. If you want, I can help you find a job. And as for the girlfriend, we can arrange blind dates for you." Even though this last suggestion was reluctant, you couldn't be selfish. It wasn't about you and your feelings for him anymore. It was about cheering him up.

He laughed softly as he brought his chopsticks to his mouth. "As for the trip, we'll have to wait a little longer." Jungkook shook his head, pretending to be desperate at your suggestions before stroking your head, messing up your hair.

This day had begun well, and one had the impression that it would end wonderfully.

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