#and for real catching up on discord messages.

[quick-drawn-a]

i know y’all are gonna say i don’t owe you anything,      but i would like to apologize for my absence at least one last time.

          i’m falling behind here.

     and not only here, but on discord and IM’s as well. i do intend to catch up on all of these things, so bear with me while i dust off my keyboard a little bit.

[01zfan]

glasses pt. 2 | s. es

nerd!eunseok x reader | 6k words

the much requested (and commissioned) continuation of this! hope you guys enjoy this was so fun to write. i might’ve found my new favorite couple RUH ROH!

contains: no warnings hehe

glasses: one | two

“Should I leave?” You asked.

Eunseok turned around in his seat so fast it tipped to the side from the momentum. All the shame he felt was replaced with the overwhelming urge to get you to stay. He shook his head blindly, knowing that you could see him better than he could see you. Despite having no vision he wished that his glasses still were sitting pretty on your face, the silver band floating over the bridge of your nose and catching the light each time you turned your head. Instead, his glasses were next to his keyboard, taken off in a haste as his current situation sank in. 

The discord server was still going crazy—Eunseok was sure of it. When he came to the realization that he was still very much in the voice chat and unknowingly gave his friends a show the first thing he did was take off his glasses. He was hoping that somehow, someway, his frames were actually fooling him instead of helping him see clearly. 

After his thick frames were discarded Eunseok rapidly blinked as if that would restore his blurry vision. The words on his screen moved too fast for his still hazy mind to comprehend. Was the text on his computer always this small? The tiny words floated down his screen and he had to lean close to try and understand what was being said. He reread messages over and over again and the pings for his name shook inside of his skull. He leaned even closer to the screen of his computer, inwardly saying a final prayer hoping that it was all fake.

But it was real, very much real, and everyone was already telling dramatic retellings of it. The people in Eunseok’s small circle that were never active spoke, and those who laid witness to Eunseok getting head for the very first time were already sharing their dramatic retellings. Eunseok couldn’t even will his fingers to type, to give some sort of excuse or try to get himself out of the hole he groaned and moaned himself into. His fingers hesitated over the keyboard, unable to come up with anything. 

When tarotime pinged him for the nth time, Eunseok absolutely couldn’t take it anymore. He closed out of the app correctly and shut his computer completely off before turning his monitor off too. He started at himself in the reflection of his screen before bringing his hands to his face in defeat.

He only got the chance to look at his reflection for a second before you came into view.

After you asked you question the first time Eunseok turned in his seat to watch your blurry hand raise to wipe your face. You wiped away the last of him from your lips and chin, the fluid gliding across your hand and showed a sheen anytime it caught the light. When you were done you brought the back of your hand down to your waist, then dropped it completely to mess with the bottom of your shirt. 

“It’s okay if you want me to leave.” You repeated.

Eunseok felt like you loomed over him. Even if he couldn’t see your confidence he could feel it. He could hear it in the way you asked if you should go home. There was no embarrassment in your voice like the humiliating heat Eunseok felt across his body, and there was no malice either. You asked the question casually, so nonchalant it almost made Eunseok’s chest hurt. He didn’t wish to see you clearly, he firmly believed at this point his poor heart just couldn’t take it.

All he could do was just shake his head again, trying to not think about his sweats that were only pulled halfway up his thigh.

You rocked from foot to foot and silence filled the room. Eunseok wasn’t sure what was next, he silently prayed again that you would take the initiative like you have all the other times.

When you sat down on the edge of his bed he visibly perked up. Eunseok watched you hesitate for a moment before leaning forward, eyes flitting between his crotch and his face.

“Wanna keep going?” You asked.

Eunseok nodded his head and made his way towards his bed like a bug to a light. When you took off your shirt and started shimmying out of your pants Eunseok was in a daze, following your lead. He had his clothes off before you, throwing them somewhere around his room as you backed further onto his bed. Your books and papers were pushed aside, some of your things even falling over the edge onto the ground.

By the time you were completely undressed you came to a halt, and Eunseok sat down at the foot of his bed looking at you. He paused before he could come to you completely, realizing that he was thinking about everything except for what to do at this part. He stayed in his place on the mattress, and once again silence filled the air.

He could tell that you knew he was nervous. He hadn’t moved an inch since he got on the bed. His still balled up fists caused tiny craters in the mattress, physical evidence of his hesitancy. He was too scared to look past your mid-thigh, his eyes focused on your bent knees and the area that was so close to your core.

He knew he should’ve made a move. This was the part where he was supposed to crawl further up on the bed and slot himself between your legs before mounting you. He was supposed to be pressing fervent kisses to your face and biting his lip to hold back moans but instead he was just there, fists digging further into the mattress as he tried working to nerve to look at the rest of your body.

Eunseok knew he was still for too long when you propped yourself back up on your elbows. He quickly surpassed the rest of your body to focus on your face. He saw you lean your head to the side as your hand started mindlessly rubbing your leg. 

“Eunseok,” He heard the softness in your voice and for the first time he heard hesitancy in your voice. “Have you ever been with someone before?” You asked.

Technically he has. He lost his virginity with his longtime girlfriend before college. They didn’t do it again outside of that one time though, the two of them came to the silent agreement that once was enough. His other intimate endeavors included kissing a girl at a frat party during an insanely juvenile game of spin the bottle and got an aggressively dry handjob in Sungchan’s room at another party. There was also the time he was making out with a girl who pulled away in the middle of it to say that he was getting spit all over her. 

(Needless to say, Eunseok doesn’t go to parties anymore)

“I have.” He answered back.

So by no means was he a virgin, but he was terribly unexperienced with instances that had him avoiding intimacy at all costs. Eunseok had actually started to think he was cursed when it came to anything beyond holding hands. He would’ve never thought he’d be in a situation where both parties were seemingly craving more.

“Are you nervous?” You asked.

Eunseok heard the softness in your voice as you continued playing with your leg. Your knees had eventually come together, closing off the view of your core that Eunseok took for granted. He needed to see all of you again, or atleast have the opportunity to. He had the urge to put a gentle hand on top of your knee and gently pry your legs apart until he got a full view of you again. He flattened his fists to palms on his bed, imagining the way it’s feel against your knee. 

When he took a moment to answer your question you tilted your head to the side. Eunseok watched you as you sat up on the bed, one of your legs extending past his body while the other stayed close to you. Eunseok watched you reach out your hands towards him, palms facing upwards as a smile stretched across your face. He gave you your hands and moved backwards to sit at the end of his mattress.

Eunseok looked down, trying his best to not linger on the sight of your chest before he looked down at your hands. You rubbed your thumb over his knuckles soothingly, so contradictory from the mission you were clearly on when you came into his apartment earlier. Eunseok told himself countless times that if you were only looking to have sex with the quiet nerd in your class all you had to do was ask him nicely; but here you were showing all signs that this was more than just sex. You even leaned forward to kiss his cheek before leaning back to your original position.

“Don’t be nervous.” You assured.

You pulled Eunseok’s hand slightly towards you and when he gave in completely you wasted no time. You guided both of his hands by the wrists to your chest, leaning into his still palms.

Eunseok’s eyes were wide as saucers, and for the first time the whole night he stared at parts of your body he’s never seen before. He looked at his hands placed over your chest, how he could see patches of your skin peaking through the space between his fingers. He was in awe at how soft you were, how you fit in his palm, and how you arched your back to bring your chest further into him. 

When he was still frozen you giggled lightly. You managed to make something so embarrassing for Eunseok lighthearted, and he felt himself becoming even more flustered. He had watched his fair share of porn and heard more than enough stories from his friends, he knew what he had to do. But he was completely lost on what to do with his hands thats were on your chest that rested so perfectly against his palms.

“You don’t know what to do, right?” You asked, still smiling.

When Eunseok shook his head he felt you hands clasp over his to mimic a grabbing motion.

“Squeeze them.” You said.

Eunseok took a peak upwards at your face and his lips parted at the sight. How you seemed more lost than he felt was beyond him. You had wet your lips at some point, and started chewing on them after you gave him instructions. Eunseok stayed locked in on your face as he splayed his hand over more space on your chest. He dug lightly dug his fingertips into your skin, and you tilted your head back. 

He pressed his palms deep into your chest and he felt the goosebumps raise on his skin as you let out a content sigh.

He continued the ministrations until your legs parted and your feet were planted on both sides of Eunseok’s body. He was getting surrounded by you without even knowing it, he was only focused on feeling more of your chest and drawing out the same sounds you coaxed from him. Your hand went from Eunseok’s wrist to his arms, then to his hands as you guided them to press deeper.

Eunseok made the conscious decision to keep his body out of your reach. He wanted so desperately to control the tempo. He wanted to at the very least try and give you the same pleasure you gave him. 

He focused on your chest, how you let in a sharp exhale when he focused on pinching your hardened nipples. He thought back to the times it was cold in the lecture hall and he had to do everything in his might to not look down and it made his hands falter. He squeezed a little to hard and heard your gasp of pain, but before he could apologize he felt you preen your chest even further to his hands. So he tweaked your nipples again, and you let out that same sound again. 

Your hands had given up trying to touch more of Eunseok, focusing on grabbing at anything now. He watched you alternate between pinching the sheets and rubbing your own body. You eventually leaned back to prop your body up by your hands, letting out shaky breaths as you closed your eyes and let your head lean on one of your shoulders.

He was getting high off the sight of you being in this position and drunk off the fact that it was because of him. He was the one causing you to whine when he pinched your skin particularly hard, it was him causing you to scoot your body closer and closer to his on the mattress. 

Eunseok was sure he could’ve spent the rest of the night feeling you up. Being able to see something so beautiful so clearly was hypnotic. The way your head lulled from side to side, your chest raising and lowering, and occasional hitches in your breathing made Eunseok forget about his hardening dick that twitched and leaked precum on his thigh and lower stomach. Stopping was the furthest thing on his mind, he didn’t think he was capable of stopping. Even when your hands came back to his wrists he still ghosted the motions over your chest.

“Eunseok.” You whined.

He looked at your partially closed eyes and your furrowed eyebrows. You had an expression he didn’t know how to describe, but it reminded him of all the times you sat by him in class and complained about how badly you wanted food. You spoke with a pout, and brought his hands down to rest on your thighs. His hand was resting on the part of your body he was too scared to look past minutes ago. You guided his hand further down and Eunseok could feel the heat radiating off of you.

“Feel how wet I am.” You said.

Eunseok’s eyes widened again at your invitation. The fortitude he built from kneading your chest crumbled in an instant at the undiscovered territory of your inner thighs and what was between it. He palmed and squeezed at the soft skin of your inner thigh the same way he did with your chest, but this time it garnered a reaction of pouty lips and a small shake of your head. 

For a moment Eunseok thought he was doing something wrong, he thought that he was about to add another experience to his list of embarrassments. But instead Eunseok watched you move your body closer to his as your pout and furrowed eyebrows deepened. You parted your wet and bitten lips after swallowing the spit that gathered in your mouth.

“Please.” 

You begged. You didn’t ask him the same way you asked about a question on an assignment or what the prescription was on his thick lenses. You begged him with glassy eyes that looked ready to spill tears at any moment and a pathetic hold on his forearm that desperately wanted to push his hand further down. Eunseok decided in that moment of silence between another one of your whines that he was going to give you everything he had, even if he necessarily didn’t know what that meant yet. So he followed the warmth and the softness all the way to the sensitive bundle of nerves that sat at the top. 

Instantly your grip on his forearm tightened. He watched your chest raise from the abrupt stimulation and your knees try to come together. Eunseok let out a shaky breath of his own before trailing his hand further down. He felt the wet stickiness with his middle finger before the rest of his hand followed. He took a peak down at his hand, trying to make sense of the lewd squelching that filled the air just by him playing with your chest. your other hand dug into the sheets and Eunseok started experimentally spreading your slick around in a circular motion with his middle finger and index finger. He was making a mess, feeling your fluttering hole he was sure was going to swallow his fingers any second. 

He looked back to your face and you silent told him he was doing something right. You eyes were closed tight, nodding slightly each time he rubbed a particular way. He felt a new wave of warmth coat his fingers and you finally parted your lips to let the first moan fall out.

“Feels good.” You said.

Eunseok only hummed in response but he felt himself already getting lost. One part of him couldn’t stop touching you, but another part of him strays even further down the path. He feels your slick between his fingers, wet and sticky and more just keeps coming out for him. Your moans sound so sweet, the way you preen your body towards him makes him hungry. Eunseok needs a taste, he craves it and before he can even comprehend how he feels the urge to stick his face between your legs consumes him whole. 

He looks up from his hands to your hazy eyes. You were looking down too, but in a split second you are holding burning eye contact. Eunseok didn’t know what he was doing when he pulled his hands away from your clit to stick his fingers into his mouth. He basked in the sight of your eyes widened in shock, the way your whole body froze as your foggy mind registered what he was doing. Your reaction made him want to keep going; for a reason he couldn’t quite explain he wanted to shock you more and more until you didn’t know what he was going to do next. So he took his fingers out of his mouth and put a hand to your chest, gently pushing you down while he also got lower.

Your chest raised in anticipation as you made it to your back and Eunseok was on his stomach between your legs. He still looked at you, one hand still on your chest while his other guided your legs to bend them further.

“Can I eat you out?” He asked.

His voice was hoarse, Eunseok realized that his throat was dry from his open mouthed sighs.  He could also see so clearly how you went through the inner struggle of not wanting to push Eunseok further than he could go, but you also wanted relief so bad. Eunseok drove the point home that he wanted your relief arguably more than you did by kissing your inner thigh. 

“Yes.” You breathed.

Eunseok could’ve cut the tension with a knife. For a split second after having your permission Eunseok remembered how inexperienced he was. He had never been in a situation like this, evident in the way he had to repeat the Can I in his initial question. You were intimidating even if Eunseok knew you were one of the nicest people he’s ever met. The atmosphere surrounding you was daunting, somedays so strong that Eunseok had to avoid your eye contact. The worst part was that you seemed to be so unaware of it too, how you were just so pretty it almost hurt him. It made the expectation Eunseok set for himself loom over you both, like a dark shadow behind your back that sat on his bed frame. He was determined to make you feel good, he just had to find out what that looked like.

“You can start out slow.” You say.

He hears your suggestion, far off in his mind he hears the kindness in your voice as you take his lack of experience into consideration. But when he sees the slick that still wets his fingers and the way you clench around nothing, everything else leaves his mind. Eunseok has tunnel vision, he can’t even spare an okay of acknowledgment before he presses a wet kiss to your slit.

“Wow.” Eunseok looks up to to see your wide eyes. He prays he’s doing the right thing when he kisses your cunt again and sticks his tongue as far as it will go into you. He’s rewarded with the visible reaction of your body loosening and a quick hand going to his hair. “Oh wow.” You repeat. 

He hesitates before continuing, but he starts kissing your cunt to try and get another reaction from you. He alternates between your face, darting his eyes away when you periodically open your eyes to look at him.

Eunseok can feel his glasses start to fog again. The way he’s pushed into your heat causes the glasses to come up at an awkward angle, he can feel his large lens pressing into the apple of his cheek. He can’t bring himself to ask you to take off his glasses, or take a break from eating you out to put them on the bed next to him. He doesn’t want to, he doesn’t want to miss the sight of your chest jumping when he hits the right spot or your eyes becoming more and more teary. This is something that Eunseok has to see as clearly as possible, cleaning his glasses after the fact is the least of his worries. 

“Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” You ask out of breath.

The strain of his dick started turning to an aching pain as he listened to your indirect compliment. Eunseok can tell you’re trying so hard to maintain your composure, but it’s lost when your thighs close around his head. He can feel his confidence increase by tenfold when your hand leaves his hair and grabs his. You hold it desperately over your stomach and slightly grind your hips into his mouth.

Even with everything muffled he could still hear your breathy moans clearly, bouncing around the walls of his room and his skull. Your hand tightened around his, and Eunseok used his hand that was underneath your thigh to push you upwards further into his mouth. Your stomach tensed underneath your joined hands and Eunseok could feel your legs twitch around his head. Without even realizing he started pressing his dick further to the mattress, looking for some relief in the form of friction. He moaned into your cunt from the feeling, earning another taste of slick coming from your clenching hole.

“You taste so good.” Eunseok answers.

He can’t even bring himself to pull away completely. He murmurs the words into your cunt, causing a wave of vibration that has you pressing your back further into the mattress. 

“So pretty.” He continued.

Everything about you was so pretty it was unfair. You were the embodiment of the word, from your personality to your body that Eunseok couldn’t stop touching. You had the prettiest sounds slipping from your pretty lips, that only got louder and louder the messier Eunseok’s kisses got.

“Eunseok,” You pulled at his hand and he looked up to see your entire body reacting. “I’m close.” You moaned. 

Nothing could stop Eunseok after he heard that. You were pretty even when you were on the verge of losing your mind, talking so sweet and quick to try and get the words out as fast as possible. Eunseok took the chance to let go of your thigh and wrap it around your leg. He found the sensitive bundle of nerves that made you jump the first time he touched you and pressed down on it. You both jumped at the same time, Eunseok felt your nails dig deep into the back of his hand. He kept going, alternating between pressing hard on the nub and rubbing it. When his touches became gently matching his kisses he saw you quickly nod your head.

“Just like that.” You whimpered.

So that’s what Eunseok did. He continued doing it just like that until your thighs closed even harder around his head and your breathy high-pitched moans turned to a prolonged one. He continued doing it just like that while your entire body seized up and he tasted another you on his tongue. He even continued to do it just like that while your legs twitched around his head and he heard unintelligible words fill the air. 

He didn’t stop until your legs pulled away from the sides of his head and you started pulling his arm upwards. Eunseok reluctantly took his hands and mouth away from you and let you pull him up. He wasn’t even against your body completely before you lifted yours to kiss him.

He could still taste you on his tongue, then he felt you indulge in the taste as your tongue pushed past his lips. The kiss was messy, strings of your spit and slick kept your mouths together. Your hand went back to his hair and another went to his face to guide him the way you wanted to be kissed. 

Eunseok tried to focus on the way your lips moved against his, but when he felt his already aching dick press against your thigh he had to pull away. Your lips detached with a wet sound, and Eunseok watched you try and figure out what was wrong. The problem was right underneath him, with a hand on his face and soft against the rest of his body. You were nothing like the mattress he was pressed against moments before, you were warm and gave Eunseok so much stimulation he was convinced he was going to explode then and there.

“Are you okay?” You asked.

Eunseok nodded even though it couldn’t have been further from the truth. His dick was aching and he needed to please you so bad he was convinced he was going to die from it. When you shifted underneath him he groaned and a hand went to your waist. He gripped you so hard it caused you to tense up. When Eunseok opened his eyes getting ready to apologize he saw that same smile across your face before you got on your knees for him.

“You’re so hard.” You said, still smiling.

Eunseok nodded again, this time letting his head hang pathetically low. He felt your leg grind against his dick and he ducked into the crook of your neck to moan. You continued rubbing your leg against his dick, and Eunseok started letting desperate whines and strains of moans into your skin. He could barely see, driven by your inhales and the churning feeling he got in his stomach. When you stopped moving your leg Eunseok’s urge to chase that feeling took control. He started grinding his dick against your leg, finding a slow drag that let him feel the most of your soft skin as possible. 

He started huffing into the skin of your shoulder, filling the same space with hot air as he screwed his eyes shut. Eunseok knew he was close to losing it then and there until you pulled his head from the crook of your shoulder to look you in the eyes. Eunseok’s fogging glasses got in the way, but the obstruction was clear when your hand took them off. Eunseok blinked from the change in vision, but he focused on your lips to see the words fall from your lips.

“Do you want to have sex?” You asked.

“Yes.” Eunseok felt his dick twitch against your thigh. “I want to make you feel good.” He added quickly.

Eunseok saw you try and reach out from under him towards the other side of the bed. Eunseok followed your hand and saw your school supplies that were at some point pushed to the side you two didn’t occupy. He watched your hand try to grab your open backpack that was just out of reach. He brought it to you the rest of the way and saw your hand disappear into the bag. You felt around for a moment before presenting the blue foil packet of a condom.

“I wanna make you feel good too.” You said.

Eunseok went back on his haunches after grabbing the packet from your hands. He watched your eyes shamelessly stare at his hard dick, how it bobbed and twitched and almost looked angry. He opened the packet slowly, crumbling the foil in his hand without knowing where to put it. When you saw him look from side to side you held your hand in front of him. Eunseok gave you the trash. 

He waited to put the condom on, wanting all your attention after you put the trash on his bedside table. He felt cocky having your attention, seeing the outline of your head focused on his hand and his dick. Without knowing if he was doing it right he slid the condom on slowly, and even went as far as pumping his length a few times. Eunseok believed he was hiding his inexperience well, or at the very least you were so excited that it didn’t matter anyway. All he knew was that he never got the chance to ask if it was on properly before you were pulling on him again so he could mount you.

When Eunseok was on top of you, you didn’t hesitate to grab his dick. A small part of him wanted to retreat back to the crook of your neck, but he wanted to look at you more than anything. So he fought through the instinct to close his eyes in bliss to stare look at you directly. 

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted you?” You asked.

Eunseok shook his head, confused on how you expected him to form a coherent thought much less a response with the grip you had on his dick. He forgot about the rubber separating his bare skin from yours as you continued pumping him, cooing each time he groaned desperately. 

“So nice to me even when I purposely annoy you.” Eunseok felt you tap the head of his dick against your cunt. Both of your bodies reacted the same way, hitched breaths and chests inching even closer together. “Always letting me copy off your work, too.” You add.

Eunseok felt you guide his dick to your entrance. He could already feel your hole clenching around nothing as he prodded it with his tip.

“So pretty.” Eunseok said.

He wished he could say more than the two words that he had to strangle out of his throat. He’d just have to save everything else he wanted to say for the future if he was lucky enough. You seemed to still understand the sentiment though, because the teasing smile you had turned into a sincere one before you kissed his forehead.

“Thank you, baby.” You said.

He felt you shimmy your body further down so his tip pressed past your slit. Even from the shallow penetration Eunseok already felt himself getting dangerously close to the edge.

But you were unfazed. You seemed to enjoy Eunseok already being so high-strung so quickly. He felt your hand on his shoulder blade, pressing gently to bring his body closer to yours. He felt your hole clench around him again, he was one push away from feeling you completely wrapped around him.

“Make me feel good.”

Eunseok pushed forward, feeling your tight walls contract around his dick before loosening completely. He slid in, all the way until his hips kissed yours. He fit perfect inside you, like two puzzle pieces coming together. You let out a weak moan, and Eunseok felt you pulse around him as you dug your nails into his shoulder blades.

“So big.” You said. 

Eunseok was going to have an uncontrollable ego if you kept this up. He was also going to finish embarrassingly quick if you kept whimpering each time you tried moving your hips to get another shallow thrust. He had to tighten his grip on your waist to hold you in place, but even that didn’t stop you. Between your sounds, the squeezing, and your desperate need for more of him he didn’t stand a chance. He let his head hang low and his grip became bruising on your body.

“Please stop moving.” He moaned pitifully.

Instantly you stopped. You still whimpered the same, and your walls fluttered around his dick but he didn’t have to worry about you grinding your hips against his. He had no idea you were such a good listener.

“I need more.” You still did not move your hips. “Please give me more.” You whined.

Eunseok felt another wave of control over him at your plea. He drew his hips back, despite your body’s attempt to keep him inside. You sucked him back in with ease, and when you whined again Eunseok drove his hips forward a little faster.

“Give me more.” You repeated.

Eunseok held his breath and picked up the pace. He felt your legs rub against his body and before he knew it he had one over his arm. The new angle had you arching your back, and Eunseok felt the sweat return across his body. He started falling into a pace he wasn’t sure he himself could keep up with, but he became fixated on the pleasure he was in pursuit of. He looked you in your eyes, glassy and wet all because of him. He knew he was going to become a problem, fully enabled and fed by your reactions to him. 

“You’re so hot and you don’t even know it.” You moaned.

Eunseok seemingly didn’t know anything. If he could give up everything else to know your ins-and-outs he would. He hoped he was on the right path with you now, that you liked the pace he set that caused your hips to smack against his.

“Can I kiss you?” Eunseok asked between thrusts.

You nodded your head before lifting it to his. Your lips collided hastily, abandoning technique in favor of messy contact. You tongues clashed and almost made Eunseok’s pace crumble. He was trying to do it all for you, to bring you the most pleasure he possibly could. He was getting dangerously close to his peak, terrified that you weren’t right there with him.

“I’m close.” He warned.

Eunseok felt your leg that he wasn’t holding wrap around his waist to keep him in place. You started lifting your hips to meet his thrusts, moaning at the feeling of Eunseok hitting deep inside of you. 

“Cum for me, Eunseok.” You whimpered.

Eunseok’s hips faltered inside of you and he let out a final suppressed moan as he emptied into his condom. He felt his balls tighten and his dick twitch inside of you as your walls continued to squeeze him. It felt like you were taking everything he had in him, Eunseok lost his energy so fast his body he kept hovered over you pressed into yours. He laid his sweat head of your chest, breathing rapidly as he gave you the final spurts of his cum.

For awhile he had no thoughts in his head. He didn’t know anything, he wasn’t even sure if he was still in his room. But he was reminded of the sounds you made when he was between your legs and how you didn’t make those sounds yet. Almost instantly Eunseok lifted his body yours, looking down at you in horror. You had a smile on your face, like you already knew what he was going to say.

“Oh my God.” Eunseok’s voice was still weak as he looked down at you. “I’m so sorry.” He said.

You shook your head and pushed hair away from his face before kissing the bare skin of his forehead.

“Don’t worry about it.” You assured. Eunseok felt a full shiver go through his body as his dick slid out of you. The slimy latex of the condom still clung to his dick and the thought of taking it off almost made him shiver again. “I’m sure you’ll be able to make it up to me later, right?” You asked, reaching towards his condom.

Eunseok nodded, feeling that same heat span across his body again.

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oh em GEEEE IMAGINE GAMER BF SUKUNA WANTING TO PLAY MINECRAFT W YOU BUT HES STUBBORN SO HE DOESNT ADMIT IT BUT YOU CATCH HIM PLAYING BY HIMSELF ON HIS OWN PC AND YOU TEASE HIM SAYING HE COULDVE JUST ASKED 💔💔💔💔💔

gamer!bf sukuna fluff—sfw !! cw: language. smau + blurb

with a quick kiss on your forehead, sukuna informs you he’s running competitive games on COD for a cash prize and emphasizes that he needs you to leave him alone so he can focus. god, he can be such a diva.

you’ve been curled up on the couch for an hour or so, aimlessly scrolling through your phone. sukuna is holed up in the office, most likely talking shit and being a menace online.

a brief yell echoes through your apartment, followed by a quick slam of his fists against his desk.

“im done with this shit,” he exclaims, most likely quitting the game he was in. it seems he didn’t win his competition.

you giggle to yourself, shaking your head. you find it amusing how angry he gets during his games. but, you do feel a bit bad that he lost, so you decide to invite him to a voice call on discord.

as you navigate to your private chat with him, you watch as his status changes from “playing COD” to…wait. that can’t be right…minecraft? no way. that’s impossible.

you give it 30 minutes to see if it was just an accidental click. when you check back, his status remains the same.

you smirk as you open up your messages, eager to see if he’ll confess.

you giggle to yourself as you stand from the couch, taking quick steps down the hall.

as you push open the office door, a cheeky grin can’t help but pull at your cheeks as you approach him.

you join him at the desk, taking a seat in front of your monitor. “you’re so stubborn, ya know that?”

“i told you not to speak of this ever again,” he muttered, aimlessly walking around minecraft as he waits for your computer to boot up.

“lemme just hear you say it,” you tease.

“say what?” he asks, turning to face you, a look of annoyance on his face at your adamance to continue this conversation.

“you like minecraft,” you replied simply, raising your eyebrows. “just admit it and i’ll never say another word.”

he stared at your for a minute, his jaw clenching and unclenching. with a heavy sigh, he turns back to his monitor, grumbling an almost inaudible, “i like minecraft,” with a roll of his eyes.

but it’s a lie. a dirty little secret. he doesn’t just like it, he loves it. he especially loves how happy you get when the two of you play together, as much as he tries to deny it.

the two of you spend the next three hours running around minecraft. sukuna is clearly enjoying himself, though you can tell he’s attempting to hide it with an abrupt clear of his throat or a quick cough to cover up his laughter.

a warm feeling spins around your stomach, giggling as you watch him fight back a persistent smile the entire time.

an: thank you for your request my sweet anon. this was adorable.

i really want to start doing smau’s ugh they’re just so cute and fun to make. i have a full-length fic coming up that incorporates them into the story!! this is my way of experimenting w that format…please let me know what you think! in a way, i feel like it makes the story more real.

thank you for all your support 🥺🫶🏼 i wanna give every single one of yall a big ole smooch on the forehead

my asks are always open. don’t be shy, drop a suggestion, send feedback, leave a request, or just come say hello! i love talking to yall 💛

likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated !!

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[olderthannetfic]

Writing about my favorite characters as transgender has opened my eyes to how many people in fandom are able to get away with actual transphobia without other people judging them for it, and after one particularly bad experience I feel like I can't participate in fandom without constantly having to check people's profiles and social media to see whether or not they might secretly hate trans people. The fandom I currently write for is relatively small compared to others, but somehow I still manage to catch a lot of casual transphobia, especially on my higher-kudos'd works. This didn't really bother me at first since most of the comments were misinformed but rather harmless otherwise, with most asking me to write a fic where the MC medically transitions to become their "real gender" as a sequel. Those comments were written politely, but the sentiment that a person's body designates their gender bothered me a lot. I specifically present the trans characters in my fics as pre-op or non-op without dysphoria in order to feel more comfortable about my own body, and I'm really tired of reiterating the reasons why I personally won’t create a fic where the MC undergoes a full medical transition. I would be thrilled if someone else wrote that, but it’s not a concept I have any interest in executing myself.

Usually the casual transmedicalism in my comments is my only real gripe about the attitudes towards transness in my fandom, but recently I joined a major fandom discord server and found out that they had a dedicated thread for bashing my work. (Well, to be more accurate they had a bunch of threads for bashing people's works, but mine had the most messages at the time.) I should have just left at that point, but I was curious to see if there was any valid criticism because honestly I don’t get a lot of constructive feedback on my newer stuff and I wanted to see if there was anywhere I could improve. Unfortunately, it was almost entirely just really hurtful comments, with many people making assumptions about my body and offline identity, calling me a fake trans person and a chaser for the things I've written. They kept going on about how I'm fetishizing transness, how I probably just wanted an excuse to write het smut with an M/M tag on it, how I'm probably not actually a trans man but an obsessed and misguided teenage girl instead. I've been on T for over two years now, but even if I wasn’t, their belief that all bodies like mine are basically "female" was really upsetting. Maybe I just happened to stumble upon a bad crowd, but at that moment I just really felt alone. I never expected to receive that kind of vitriol in such a small fandom - I have maybe like five or so people who follow my work closely, so it's not like I'm hitting super big numbers compared to others. I understand that my work might be dysphoria-inducing for other people, but I include warnings for language at the beginning of all my fics and I'm extremely thorough about tagging all the sex acts that take place. It's easy to filter out my work via additional tags if you don’t want to see it. But no matter how many measures I take to make others feel more comfortable, they still feel like I'm taking up too much space and mucking up the tags with my fanfiction.

Part of me feels like quitting after this experience, but I'm also a spiteful bastard and I think it would haunt me forever if I stopped now lol. I'm curious to know if you or any of your followers has ever dealt with a similar situation (as in, finding out there's a bunch of people who hate your work for shitty reasons), and if you have advice on how to continue interacting with others in fandom without constantly wondering if they hate me behind closed doors. I left the server already but I'm sure there's other things I can do that I'm forgetting. Thanks for reading!!

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There will always be people who dislike you for silly reasons, and if your fic is popular, there will be a lot of them. The only way to deal with it is to just accept that this is normal and not think about them.

[ectoberhaunt]

Ectoberhaunt 2023: Science VS Magic

Dear Phandom new and old, sorry for the delay but this here is our 2023 theme and prompt list! Once again we've changed it up a little to make it a little easier on all of us, and to invite fun and mayhem Phandom wide! Prompts are once again Monday-Friday, with Friday being singular prompts, and weekends being (mostly) free as catch up days. The only real change is our new 'isekai weekend' on the 21st and 22nd, with two different sub prompts for the days. Isekai is a subgenre of anime in which a character ends up in a different place or world all together. It literally translates to 'otherworld'! The two prompts for this weekend are 'past prompt', where we want to see the Phandom use a prompt from either of our previous calendars. The other is 'portal shenanigans'. We highly encourage you to create crossover content and AUs you've wanted to play with. As always, our last prompt day is October 24th to make way for the Ectober Week event. This means our free days are the 1st, 7th, 8th, 14th, 15th, with the 25th-31st being @ectoberweekofficial's time to shine. Please tag all prompt fills as "Ectoberhaunt23", and follow the additional posting guidelines below!

Posting for this event begins October 2nd!

Down below are our written out calendar prompts (for accessibility) AND our posting guidelines. Check 'em out!

The Prompts

Below are the listed prompts in date order, if it's blank it's a catch up day. First prompt is Science, second is Magic!

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Tecnomancy vs Botonamancy

Black Cat vs White Crow

Aliens vs Zombies

Hunt vs Haunt

Tabletop

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Robots vs Dragons

Pseudoscience vs Occultism

Dread vs Calm

Obsession vs Repression

Horror Flick

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Revenant vs Death Echo

Blood vs Flesh

Unravel vs Intertwine

Claws vs Horns

Danse Macabre

Isekai: Past Prompts (2021 | 2022)

Isekai: Portal Shenanigans

Technus vs Magic

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Tag which calendar you're pulling from (“EH Science” or “EH Magic”), which day the prompt is for ("Day X"), and which prompt(s) you completed ("Eyes" "Teeth"). Example: #ectoberhaunt23 #EH science #day 5 #hunt Single day prompts, such as the ones on Friday, do not need a tag for which calendar it's for.

Put your fics under a readmore. Add a summary before the cut with a short preview, content warnings, and which prompts were used. Then, add a readmore no more than 150 words or 10 lines/groups of text under your summary. If you're using mobile, type :readmore: and hit enter to make a readmore. If you do not do this, we will NOT reblog your post.

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We will try to reblog every prompt we can. Feel free to @ us in the post too or send us a DM with the post!!

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Here is a spreadsheet you can use to track your progress made by the talented @ajitated

Title graphic by @kawaiijohn | Calendar graphics by @ajitated

[seiya234]

happy tauniversary

this post is kind of late, because i was out with my kid all day at the corn maze.

a lot has changed since we started TAU

ten years ago I had been in maryland all of two months. my then-fiancee and i had moved from texas, where we both had lived our entire lives. i was not only planning our wedding (in texas!) but i was also starting my ph.d.

to say that i had a lot going on would be a huge understatement.

i had just gotten into gravity falls via tumblr- shout out to whoever made a gif set from 'the hand that rocks the mabel'- when i ran across zoey's original two to three posts. to this day i couldn't entirely tell you why my brain seized on this au, other than it did and it immediately went into hyperfocus mode.

before TAU, i hadn't really written any fanfic except for some discworld au and some drabbles here and there. but a post about future niblings really inspired me and before i knew it i was writing.

i started messaging @zillychu a LOT and god bless their heart they humored me and answered back. after about a month of accumulated posts they created the blog and began to mod it with @homebeccer and @ghostfiish . There was a brief period where @zillychu was thinking about stepping back from the blog and because i was an extremely over eager beaver, i practically kicked down the door of their inbox and begged to be a mod.

the rest, as they say, is history.

i had absolutely zero idea that this would last ten years. when i joined, i had no idea that we'd have a skype channel and then two (two!) discords, that there would be a wiki, that there would be fanvids and tiktoks and cosplay and of course the literal terabytes of fic and art.

to this day, it still thrills me to no end that y'all make art and fic of my OCs. never in my wildest dreams as a tiny baby weeb would i have ever thought that THAT would be a possibility.

a lot has changed for me in these ten years. i got married. i recently got divorced. i had a baby, and now that baby is a big girl and in kindergarten. it took dont-ask-how-long but i finally got the ph.d and now shamelessly introduce myself as Dr. Seiya everywhere i go.

and i made friends. @haberdashing and @avafalls from our early days (hey habby and avagator!) @skia-oura sent me a beautiful baby kimono from their home in Japan and I still have the beautiful log and flower arrangement @oreramar made me one christmas. (the hot chocolate is long gone lol) i've enjoyed so very deeply getting to know @toothpastecanyon, @feferipeixes and @avespecora (sorry i missed the eclipse!) i almost got detained at the canadian border for @marypsue (spoiler alert, don't tell canadian immigration you're staying with a friend from the internet but you don't know their home address)

the blog almost got deleted. we've had mods come and go as life happens and moves on. the blog is old enough i've been able to see trends happen, and characters become popular, fade away... then coming roaring back again. i've personally told the mods two times that i was stepping back from the blog For Real For Real (for real this time) because life was catching up to me and I just wasn't as in to it as I used to be only to come slinking back like the dirty liar I am. i see in your notes all the time that you all have been reading this since you were tweenagers which ngl does make me feel the cold breath of the grave on my mid-thirties back but also warms my heart.

@transcendence-au changed my life, and for the better.

thank you @zillychu for making a random one off hc post that exploded into something i don't think you could have ever predicted.

and thank you all (yes, you. you in the back. i like your shirt.) for your support and your love.

[gamerbunny1996]

Jschlatt x Innocent reader

First off before we start I will be posting soon a request bored for anyone who wants me to write something. Next is I'm not very good at writing I have dyslexia so it's hard for me sometimes so sorry if something doesn't make sense but yeah.

“Hello guys welcome back. Today I'm going to be playing Minecraft. I'm hoping to finally finish my cherry blossom house. It's so close to being done.” You said to the camera. Chat talking about things to add to your house. Launching up the game you get a dono. Any new stuff animals you bought. “Yes actually” soon you're pulling up a new teddy bear that says My princess on it. “My friend sent me this isn't he cute I haven't decided what to call him yet” putting the bear down you continue on playing Minecraft.

Later on another dono came through. Which friend gave you the bear laughing at the message you look at the camera dead on. “It's a secret he would kill me if I told” you purposely said he so the chat could go wild. “I don't know why the bear says my princess though because I'm a queen but eh what can you do” you commented out on the chat still going crazy at the fact the bear says my princess. “Also I see you guys spamming bunny ears no not today guys I only wear them when you get the goal and you haven't done that yet.” Soon you see a call come in from discord. Rolling your eyes, you answered it. “What” you say. “Hello to you,” Schlatt responded. “Anyway what's up” you replied. “Well I seen you streaming and decided to come ruin it”

“Of course that's what you do best” rolling your eyes at the camera to show the annoyed expression you had towards schlatt. “You know it sweetheart” he winked at you. Blushing hard at that you try to play it off. “So your not a princess huh I couldn't find a queen one but I don't think it fits you anyway” schlatt points out that he was the one that got the bear for you” chat went crazy with different responses like omg schlatt and Y/n are together or ew gross would rather have schlatt single.

“Look what you did now, chat is going crazy” he laughed out loud amused at what he did. “Well I didn't care if people knew that I gave you a stuffed bear. What was wrong with that? Don't you like stuffed animals you always beg me to buy you one” he was right but you didn't want you fans or even his fans to know he buys you things. “Guys we're not dating, calm down” you said to chat. You could hear Schlatt laughing. “I just wanted a calm stream playing Minecraft'' you flip you screen to show just your face.

“I think I'm done with Tonight guys. I know it wasn't long but someone had to come and ruin it” you look at the screen where Schlatt's facecam was.”

“That's what I do best, toots. Well maybe now we can have alone time” Schlatt wiggled his eyebrows.

“We have alone time all the time. What makes this different?” you asked clueless to what he said. Chat going crazy trying not to have schlatt ruin your innocents.

“Oh sweetheart we do now? I don't ever remember us having a special time alone” he smiled an evil smile.

“I'm confused now” you said reading chat hoping they would tell you what he means. All your reading is most everyone saying nooo.

“Maybe I should show you but you'll have to turn off the live stream. I don't want anyone hearing or seeing” now at this point you're so confused. “Okay?” You go to turn off the live stream when you hear Schlatt start laughing so hard. “Someone please explain what's going on” once Schlatt catches his breath he replied to you. “I was messing around with you. Damn you're so innocent it drives me insane” you puff out your cheeks mad. “I'm not innocent”

“Okay prove it say something perverted”

“Ummmm….” You start to blush crazy. “No that's not appropriate” you try to defend. “You're so innocent” crossing your arms. “What ever I'm ending the live for real this time” you go and click end live and now it's just you and schlatt.

“So like can I come over”

“For what”

“To show you what I mean” you look at him confused. “I guess” he jumped up so fast off his chair it fell. “On my way” and soon the screen went off. You look at your husky who was laying on the floor by your desk. “That man will be the death of me” you turned off your whole set up and went to the living room waiting for schlatt.

[suntails]

I’m going to paint you a picture of modern communication, and how it is fundamentally broken.

Let’s look at one friend. You chat pretty much everyday, and mostly talk to this person on twitter and discord, with occasional tumblr DMs. That’s three places you talk. But that’s actually not true, because you also have each other’s priv twitters and talk there as well. That’s four. Now account for, let’s say, one post reply per account per person, in addition to your DMs. That’s eight. But that’s ALSO not true, because not only do you talk in discord DMs with each other, but you’re in a friend group server as well! And you talk in those channels together! That’s nine.

This is one friend.

Now look around you. How many friends, how many mutuals are you in contact with. A few, a handful, a dozen, more? How many accounts per person do you have, how many places can you send each other posts, devolve into separate topics and conversations? How many people text you as well. Friends, family, coworkers? What do you do day to day around catching up, what IRL commitments will rip you away long enough to let the pile build again?

I can’t do it. I cannot live an actual life in the real world and balance this much interaction, it’s crushing. I reply to a friend’s post because I’m interested in the subject, I want to have a discussion! I WANT to talk about it with them, but I immediately kick myself for adding another conversation to the pile. Day by day, I ignore messages for hours on end and watch mountains pile around me, to reply en masse at the end of the night to let the cycle repeat. I wake up to six discord DMs and as I clear the third, the first replies back again.

We weren’t meant to have thirty simultaneous conversations. We weren’t. And you know in your bones that the number isn’t an exaggeration.

[magpiepills]

Hey!

It’s been a few weeks.

I miss y’all. I can’t remember now how much I’ve shared about my personal life. I try not to share too much but I think sometimes it can be helpful.

TW grief, loss of a parent, sappiness, my eternal love and gratitude below the cut

Some of you know that last year one of my parents was diagnosed with stage four cancer. They got treatment, but we knew that survival wasn’t likely. For the last month, I got to spend a lot of time with my family and my parent through the end of their illness and it was rough. Really rough at times. Writing was my outlet and distraction until it wasn’t enough any more. I’m grateful for that.

My parent is gone now and I feel like I’ve been spit onto shore after getting thrown around in the waves for a long time. I’m catching my breath. I want to catch up on my reading and reblogging and loving on my friends. I owe you all more than I can repay for continuing to check on me, for tagging me even when I haven’t been able to interact, for reaching out, for being kind and understanding. It really does mean so much to me.

First and foremost, my forever loves- the magic sluts: @arcanefox207 @redhotkitchen @sparklefarts38 @exquisiteserotonin @pink-whiskey-woman

@youandmeand5bucks @legendary-pink-dot @for-a-longlongtime you eight are the most wonderful, genuine, kind, loving women and I can’t believe my luck that I get to know you and bask in your warmth. When I’ve whined and ranted you’ve let me, you’ve been my soft spot to land when I needed to feel like life was normal and fine, when I just wanted to ignore everything. When I was afraid of being alone at the hospital, you kept me company and reassured me! I can’t begin to express my love for you. I’ve never felt so known and seen and embraced. There’s never been judgement or competition or comparison, just love and permission to be our real selves. All because we were horny over the same dude who doesn’t know we exist. What are the odds? What did I do to be worthy of this? I’ll never know.

@nerdieforpedro @mermaidgirl30 @schnarfer @cvntclip @mountainsandmayhem

@morallyinept @secretelephanttattoo @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @yorksgirl

@sin-djarin @milla-frenchy @vivian-pascal @pascalssbabyy @strang3lov3

@kewwrites @pimosworld @joelmillerisapunk @sheepdogchick3 @bubble-pop-eclectic

I know I’ve missed some of my friends. If you’ve tagged me in you posts, your tag games, messaged me here or on discord, if you send me a sweet ask, or something lighthearted, or something horny, you’re included. You’re all wonderful. You’ve all had a positive impact on the way I’ve gotten through the last seven months. Even when I had a meltdown back in the spring and flounced, you welcomed me back and let me carry on like normal. From the bottom of my heart, thanks. I hope if you’re ever having a bad time, that I can be there for you, too.

In conclusion, I didn’t know that being a fan of one guy and posting shamelessly about it online would turn into something like a lifeline when I needed it most.

When I say I love you I really do mean it.

[yagami-raito-kun]

L's Birthday Puzzlehunt: The Solutions

Hello, @lawlightzine puzzlehunters! As most of you are probably already aware, I was the author of Light's puzzles and messages this past week. If you arrived late to the game and want to try the puzzles for yourself, I've left the forms open. Otherwise, you can find the explanations and keywords to all of Light's puzzles below the cut.

First off, though, I want to give a huge shoutout to Mimi, who not only had the original "let's use Google forms to do an online cupsleeve event" idea that turned into this puzzlehunt, made all the graphics of Light's messages, and wrote L's final message, but also recorded L's lines for the closing video. None of this would have happened without him!

And now, the answers:

Day One: Light's Playlist

L, You’ve probably noticed I moved out of HQ for the time being. Don’t overreact; I’m not up to anything illegal. It’s just hard to plan surprises for the world’s second greatest mind while living under the same roof. I know you’ve been bored lately, so for your birthday, I’m offering you a case. Each day between now and Halloween, I’ll send you a new puzzle to solve. If you can figure out all the keywords, I’ll tell you where to find me. If not, I guess you’ll be spending your birthday alone. (Not for the first time, I’m sure.) Your first clue is in this playlist I made of songs that remind me of us. Give it a listen and tell me what you think. See you in a week. Light

Light's playlist puzzle was actually a joint effort by several mods and contributors; I gave everybody in the zine Discord the intended solution, and then we all brainstormed songs that both reminded us of Lawlight and fit that solution. I included a Youtube playlist option so that people who don't have Spotify could enjoy the bonus Lawlight playlist as a companion to the zine, but the solution to the puzzle is much more obvious if you open the Spotify version:

The first letter of each song title spells out the message "L, do you know? The password is HANDCUFFS."

Day Two: The Anagrams

L, Today’s keyword means everything to me, but in another context, it means absolutely nothing. Knowing you, you can probably figure it out from that riddle alone. But just in case, I’ve given you some clues to unscramble that should help you see what I mean. Good work solving yesterday’s keyword, even if you did end up asking for help. I don’t mind; if anything, it’s flattering. Just don’t bring them along to the final surprise, all right? I intend on paying for everything, but my bank account has limits. Light

The trick to this puzzle is that the anagrams weren't necessary to solve it; the real puzzle was Light's riddle at the start of the message. The anagrams were just there to hint at which "other context" Light was talking about. When unscrambled, the words were:

CHIP

FAULT

VOLLEY(*)

SERVICE

BASELINE

ADVANTAGE

CHALLENGER

What all these words have in common is that they're all tennis terms. Thus, the keyword was the term that means a score of nothing in tennis: LOVE. (*)In retrospect, this one was a bad word choice, since the word "LOVELY" is also spelled with those same letters. Luckily, since the people who unscrambled it as "LOVELY" thought that the fact it wasn't a tennis word was a hint that they should convert it to a tennis word (and thus input the keyword "LOVE"), it still worked. But that was just a lucky accident...which, ironically, may make this screw-up the most in-character thing I did all week. Light Yagami is the king of capitalizing on lucky accidents, after all.

Day Three: The Clock Puzzle

L, I said I would always make time for you, didn’t I? I originally planned to use photos of my watch for this puzzle, but given our history, I was afraid you might take that as a threat.  I have to admit, it’s a bit boring here without you. I don’t know how you’ve stayed a hermit for so long. The payoff will be worth it, though…assuming you can figure this keyword out in time. But your interest in catching me has never flagged before, so I doubt you’ll give up so easily now. Light

Fun fact: I really did originally plan to use the replica of Light's watch I have for cosplay to stage this puzzle, but I couldn't figure out how to wind it to different times. Light may be a genius, but sadly, I'm not.

The key hint to this puzzle was the word "flagged." Flag semaphore is a method of signaling messages from a distance using two handheld flags, which are held at various angles (which look very similar to the hands of a clock) to indicate letters. Starting from the top clock and working around clockwise, the clock faces in the puzzle spelled out the keyword APPLES:

Day Four: The Crossword

L, Sure, I’m not the first person to use a crossword to get your attention, but “unoriginal” is far from the worst thing you’ve ever called me. Besides, my crossword is far more clever. I doubt you’ll ever admit that to me out loud, but you don’t have to. I’ve always been able to see more about you than you think. Give your new team my regards. Light

Here is the completely filled-in crossword, with the keyword (SHINIGAMI EYES) highlighted:

For this puzzle, I started with the central cross (SHINIGAMIEYES and BIRTHDAYCAKES) and worked my way out from there. I really tried to include CONVICTION somewhere, but I wasn't able to make it work, so I worked it into one of the clues instead (EXONEREE, "A person without conviction?"). I also tried to work in as many Lawlight/Death Note specific clues as I could, to really sell this as a personal puzzle Light was giving to L:

Watari's favorite public broadcaster: BBC

You, in Misa's opinion: DOXY

The Scottish term for how you often talk: DRANTING(*)

Next in line?: NEAR

A unique or extraordinary individual (in general, not me specifically): ONER

Ryuzaki and Asahi, for example: ALIAS

Your favorite part of Halloween: BIRTHDAYCAKES

Fate, in your homeland: WYRD

Connected, like we used to be: CHAINED

(*) Per Merriam-Webster, dranting means "speak[ing] in a tiresome, whining drawl." It's affectionate teasing. Probably.

Day Five: The Chess Puzzles

L, It occurred to me while I was planning this case that I would have to miss our weekly chess game, but I hope today’s clues can serve as the next best thing. I promise I’ll challenge you to a proper makeup game the moment I get back, but for now—win or lose—this is it.  All the puzzles are mate in one…and white to move, of course. As a lesser player once told me, he who strikes first wins. Light

(Yes, the inclusion of "win or lose, this is it" was a deliberate reference to the song "Stalemate" from Death Note: The Musical. It's a chess puzzle. I couldn't resist.)

This puzzle was pretty straightforward: figure out which square a White piece needs to move to in order to checkmate Black, then check what letter that square was assigned on the blank board. Here are the winning moves for all eight puzzles:

Qd8 = T

Nb3 = H

Qh5 = E

Bf6 = B

Nc2 = E

Ne7 = L

Ra1 = L

g4 = S

Putting those letters in order results in the keyword: THE BELLS.

Day Six: The Killer Sudoku

L, Once I learned that English-speakers call samunamupure “killer sudoku,” I knew should make one for you. I didn’t choose the nickname (and I never liked it), but without Kira, we would probably never have met. Which would have been a shame for both of us, I think…though especially for you. You’re welcome. The colored sections are what count toward the keyword. I’m sure you don’t need me to spell it out any more than that. Light

The fully solved Kira sudoku:

As Light's message hinted, the trick to finding the keyword was to add up the totals in each of the colored sections and convert them into letters:

Red = J, the 10th letter of the alphabet

Orange = U, the 21st letter of the alphabet

Yellow = S, the 19th letter of the alphabet

Green = T, the 20th letter of the alphabet

Blue = I, the 9th letter of the alphabet

Indigo = C, the 3rd letter of the alphabet

Purple = E, the 5th letter of the alphabet

Putting those letters in their rainbow color order results in the keyword: JUSTICE.

Day Seven: Light's Cipher Message

L, I’m sure that by now you’re all but boiling over with curiosity about what I have planned for you tomorrow, but I won’t give that secret away just yet. I will, however, tell you something else you need to know…if you can find the keyword to crack the encryption I put on the message. Your team of helpers will need to be especially bright to figure this one out, and even you may even have to shift your perspective for once. Remember this: the key to your happiness will be the key to your success. See you tomorrow. I miss you. Light

The use of "shift" in Light's message was a hint that the puzzle was a Vigenere cipher, which works by shifting the letters of the message by different amounts based on an encryption keyword. In plaintext English, the puzzle reads:

WE WON'T SEE ANY SAKURA BLOSSOMS THIS TIME OF YEAR, BUT IT SHOULD BE A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE ALL THE SAME. MEET ME AT THE CAFE NEAR TO-OH UNIVERSITY AT NOON. ONCE YOU GET THERE, I'LL TELL YOU THE REST.

Putting the cipher text into an online cipher tool like dcode would allow someone to brute-force the solution. However, just like in the anagrams puzzle, the answer to this one could also be deduced purely from the clues in Light's message to L. What is both "bright" and "the key to [L's] happiness?"

LIGHT, of course.

[henrysglock]

Superspy!

This post is just me breaking off the UD double agent section from my time loop theory post (14 Jan. 2024). It's not new, just wanted it separate for ease of referencing.

I'm not sure if anyone else outside the my discord server has noticed this, but in every season there's at least one instance of the UD just...offering up information.

"It does?"

Yup! Let me explain.

On first glance, we look at things like Nancy's vision and even El's vision with Billy in the cabin, and we go "Oh, it's because [insert "the bad guy's cruel/he wants to scare her/his hubris will be his downfall/all serial killers want to be known for their crimes" etc here]"...but maybe that's not the case.

For example: Vecna told Nancy his backstory, and then he immediately went

"Oh hey, so not only am I revealing my identity (Which may help you find out more about me via lab records later on, things like...maybe a list of my abilities, or my weaknesses, like the fact that I have a nut allegry. Allegedly.), but I'm also gonna give you a sneak peek of my apocalypse plans. For free. As a treat. Don't use these to prepare or anything. I'm totally not giving you a head start".

Terrifying, yes. A taunt and a threat on surface view, yes...but also showing his hand. "I want you to tell Eleven everything you see" Why. Why would he want that? He may be confident in his plans, arrogant, even...but he's not that stupid.

I'm serious, though. Check it out in comparison to Henrys visions of the future. The pattern is patterning:

We can track that back to El's cabin scene with Billy, wherein he tells her she shouldn't have looked for him, warns her that they all can see her, and that they're going to be coming after her...and he cries about it. That's vision Billy. That's someone else who piggybacked into El's mind from Billy's mind. Billy doesn't have powers. He can't piggyback into minds. That's not real Billy, just like how Billy in Max's vision wasn't the real Billy. That's someone with the ability to piggyback into minds (sit with that for a beat, it'll come to you). The person giving El that vision warns her.

Why on earth would that person tell her that they can see her, that they're coming for her? That's sensitive information! It would be smarter to let her think she's safe and use that false sense of security to catch her off guard.

In fact, this pattern patterns so well that I'd like to argue this: Henry's TFS visions, Nancy's vision, and El's vision are all the same type of behavior displayed in NINA's chess scene, just in different contexts.

Henry ("Henry") gives some kind of scary prophetic information ("He and the others are going to attempt to kill you", "I would very much like to show you where I am going", "You're going to kill me, aren't you?"), and then we're left to question if it's a scare tactic, manipulative misinformation, or helpful inside information.

It's not that the Mindflayer or Vecna can't hide things from people (see: "Somewhere he didn't want me to see")...like, say, the fact that the Mindflayer is now able to see El, or that Vecna's planning to open 4 gates with his 4 kills.

It's always this miraculous "Huh! Weird info-dropping behavior from the UD's side. Shouldn't look that gift-horse in the mouth though. It's probably just a writing oversight or a shoehorned exposé, so really there's no need to question it." situation where it's just...information that's offered up with no real explanation.

Some of my favorite examples:

...and it's all topped off with Max's line:

"He's been telling us his plan this whole time".

That is to say...You're telling me:

The first message from the Upside Down isn't any of the messages that are concretely Will's, but instead it's the one that's a repetitive Henry line...and it's conveyed in a distinctly not-Will style? A message that saves Joyce, something that's definitely not in the UD's best interest given her tenacity in finding her boy...but is definitely coming from the UD nonetheless?

Will, who fell total prey to the Mindflayer in less than 3 days, was not only able to figure out how to defeat the Mindflayer, but was also strong enough to convey it in Morse code? The Mindflayer, who is able to keep secrets (see below), just...let that information slip?

El, who acknowledges that the Mindflayer is more than able to hide things from her, is suddenly sent into Billy's memories and allowed to find the source completely unimpeded? (and she was sent, you can look at the positioning on "Billy's" hand in real time if you think I'm exaggerating)

The Mindflayer, as "Billy" (Remember: not actually Billy, because Billy can't give visions or invade minds), is telling El that because he's able to see her now, and that she shouldn't have looked for him? The Mindflayer, which was supposedly building the Fleshflayer to track El down and kill her? Suddenly he's telling her she shouldn't have done the very thing that allowed him to find her more easily?

Vecna's giving up all the information about himself and his plans before he's even gotten the 4th gate open, despite him being so secretive about it up until that point? He's not cocky enough to broadcast his plans earlier, but he is cocky enough to tip off the girl who found his family and drew all the connections...the "detective" of the group in ST3, about what's happening/going to happen...and tell her that she needs to tell Eleven, the girl who kicked his ass into Dimension X as an eight year old, all the future plans she sees?

Henry's visions in TFS are scaring him into resisting the Mindflayer, making it less likely that he's going to upgrade to killing humans, i.e. the very thing the Mindflayer wants him to do?

None of that makes any damn sense...until we hit this last point:

Orderly Henry is known for giving inside information about "Papa" to El with no clear motive other than getting her to leave the lab.

So, with this new frame of view, I'd like you to chew on this:

"He's been telling us his plan this whole time." vs "He's been telling us His plan this whole time."

By which I mean: "He's been telling us some other man's plan this whole time."

[Mike voice] Superspy.

As a parting thought, I made it all into a nice, neat set of collages:

I'll leave you all with this final, parting bit, too:

None of this even touches on them shoehorning in an entire arc about a spy who goes by the name Enzo/"Henry".

He isn't actually named Enzo/Henry (he's Dmitri), though (hello Edward), but he is working as a guard and feeding inside info about the KGB (CIA equivalent) to Hopper/a "bald" American:

...in hopes of setting said bald American free from prison/hell:

...only to get himself caught up in a creature massacre:

That kills off all the other guards and shaved-head inmates (while he himself is the sole "inmate" with longer hair) and sent on the run afterward.

Okay. I guess. That's fine. Nothing smells Creel-y about that.

Not mention, of course, the interpretation of the Russia arc paralleling Vecna and Hopper rather than El and Hopper. Local father figure gets his ass kicked and sent to "hell" from which he has to escape to go home. Like. Yeah, I get it.

I'd like to posit that this might be a spot for further exploration irt multiple parallels -> multiple versions of events, as per my series on the NINA fight (which showed us at least 3 tangibly different endings for the 4.07 fight). We could very well have one version focused on a Murray/Yuri type deal, one with a Hopper type deal, and one with an Enzo type deal depending on which ending they were involved in. That's just speculation atm though.

[em0puppy]

i really don't normally do these things but i've been starting to feel just a teensy bit guilty about not being the sappy type lol and i got this urge at 1 am this morning while in a coffee-driven all-nighter and decided fuck it (this is a repeating factor in decisions i make. send help.)

so here's a small lil list of amazing people i'm genuinely overjoyed to be friends or even just moots with <3

yes im copying brookie bite me /silly

stuff under cut cuz this is gonna be long lol

@mischiefburns - my darling husband first of course !! <3 half joking marriage aside i'd say you're one of my closest friends - even if we've only known each other for just a few months. you're just the right amount of gentle and still know when to put your foot (er, claw-bug-thing) down, and i admire that about you. you know when to stop when boundaries are set up and to not push those, and you're not afraid to enforce your own, something i constantly fail to do (• ▽ •;) i love how open you are about yourself and how caring you care <3 ilysm !! mmmmwah :3 (im trying to get better at regretevator i promise)

@bluginkgo - first things first if you disagree with anything here i will punt you. (/silly /hj) you're so endearing, and your little emoticons never fail to make me smile. the message you sent me the other week really helped a lot, and your reaction spamming when i post art really does help with my motivation !! you're one of the most wholesome people i've ever met, and when your discord pfp changes to your sona with a bandaged leg i get worried for you. i love seeing your discussions in the nuzi server or your art popping up on my dash because HOLY SHIT YOU'RE GIFTED I TELL YOU !!!! like your nuzi fankid exploded my final 0.3 braincells i have left in the absolute best way but i'll save that speech for another time <3

@noridoorman - HIIIII MOM >:3 (i hope this tag is ok!! lmk if it's not <3) you're literally the second person i thought of when writing the idea down for this fhsfeesfigr. i love hanging out with you in VC and watching your stream or you drawing or listening to you and doomed voice ace attorney and you threatening to throw certain people (brookie and blu specifically) out windows or grab them by the scruff is literally the highlight of my day and never fails to make me laugh. you're so kind and funny and i'm sorry i can't share your love of k-pop 😔 (/silly) TRYING TO CATCH UP ON CINNAMON SCENT TOO BUT THE ADHD IS LIKE NUH UH </33

@brookiedaaroacecookie - im claiming you and miko as my siblings we can be triplets (/hj /nf) BUT SERIOUSLY THO i view you as my younger sibling and i love hanging out with you <3 you officiating mischief and mine's (GRR OFC IT WAS REAL /silly) wedding will forever be a memory i'll keep and tell to my grandkids in sixty something years or something like that idfk. i still have your little tag thing screenshotted and i'm sorry i can't tell the difference between french toast and grilled cheese </3 (/silly) also whats keats and why do you always laugh at it or was that an autocorrect thing /silly but also /gq

@spinnydraws - DFUHERFGRGIE I KNOW WE'VE ONLY BEEN MOOTS FOR LIKE. A WEEK AND A HALF OR SOMETHING IDK. BUT. HEAR ME OUT. already i view you as a friend and i'm extremely grateful to be moots with you! you're extremely funny and kind, and when you like or reblog my art i ascend to heaven. everytime i see your art i explode all over again even if i've already exploded not five minutes ago. AND WHY ARE YOU LITERALLY SO N. LITERALLY. WAHT. (/vpos) BUT LIKE. honestly you're a big comfort of mine already (i have a problem of wanting to be besties with literally every n kinnie out there. uzi kintype noises.) and i'd love to get to know you more !! <3

@nuzilicious - i refuse to give up trying to make you undislike me. until then all u get is ur awesome and im extremely thankful u havent blocked and banned me!!!!!! /silly /j

@uzibrainrot - omg what do i even say. you're so wholesome and so goofy and i loved roleplaying md with you on roblox even if it was just for a bit and if you wanna do it again sometime i'd absolutely love to!!!! i know we don't interact much but when we do it's awesome !! i promise the art trade is almost done i promise promise promise shhdshjdshfh. ALSO WHEN YOU WANNA WORK ON THAT VOLL CRACKFIC TOGETHER LMK!!! :DDD!!

i would @ andy but idk his tumblr so um. andy if you see this, you're not only one of the kindest most woke and most funny beings on this planet (i've never seen a cishet guy do a colon three it's literally so funny HELP /lhj /gen), but also a mind-blowingly awesome mc player !! :DD

ok i must disappear into the void to take care of my cramps (ew) so im gonna die now but ily all sm and hope you're all doing MORE than great !!! :DD!!!!! (/p /gen) explodes and dies in the grand canyon. or something. idk i need to stop exploding.

[spirit-girl-nijisanji]

Other creative endeavors

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➼ Pairing - Kyo Kaneko x GN! Reader

➼ Content - Angst, Kyo being Kyo, Comfort & established relationship

➼ ⚠️ Please remember I only write for the personas you see on your screen. I do not and will not write for the people behind the models. Please also remember that behind the models there are very real people with very real emotions. Please be respectful towards our beloved Nijisanji EN livers and do your best to separate the real people from the persona reflected on your screen. Thank you so much and enjoy the story ⚠️

➼ Summary - He called you on discord to talk. He seemed more somber than usual.

IT IS VERY LATE! I HAD IT ALL WROTE OUT THEN I HATED IT- AND I HAD THIS SITTING DRAFTS AND FORGOR SHHHHHH

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You had been sitting at your computer trying to find a good horror game to play during your next stream. You had completely zoned out until your phone went off from a discord notification, looking to see who it was, the name of your blue haired boyfriend popped up, you smiled seeing his name and you opened the messages to see what he was saying:

Printerboy: Hey are you free to call? I wanna talk to you about something before you see or hear it anywhere else.

Y/VTname: Yeah I'm free, just looking for horror games, what's goin on?

You stared at your phone before it started ringing, Kyo had called you and you promptly picked up, put it on speaker and set it down while continuing to look through horror games,

" Hey! What's up? You never text me before you call is everything alright? " you ask before out of the corner of your eye, you see Kyo switch over to a video call, turning his camera, you saw the face you had grown to love so dearly wearing a somber expression that made you stop what you were doing and look over in concern,

" Listen Y/N, I want you to know first and foremost, I do love you and this has nothing to do with you okay? " he said before you could even speak to which you nodded raising an eyebrow

He seemed to take a breath, you had never seen him this serious when talking to you before so you gave him your undivided attention, " I've decided to graduate from Nijisanji EN. I am not leaving you but I am leaving the company. I wanted to be the one to tell you before someone else told you or you saw it on twitter. " Kyo spoke slowly while staring intently at you to see your reaction

You had been suspicious and had kinda thought he was planning to leave soon. So it didn't catch you as off guard as you thought it would and you could see he was really uneasy keeping the conversation so serious. With how long you knew him, he wasn't one to make things serious, so you decided to lighten the mood,

" And you think I'd be torn apart about it? I had a feeling you were getting ready to graduate dumbass. " You said with a smile

Kyo seemed caught off guard before signature smile graced his features, a breath he didn't realize he was holding was released and you could tell he was relieved he didn't have to keep it serious, " I didn't think you'd be bent outta shape but I wanted to be the one to tell you stupid. " He retorted

You laughed and moved your phone in front of you and gave him a smile, " I'm sad your leaving dumbass but I also respect your choice. I can't force you to stay here ya know. As much as I'd love if you stayed, it is your decision. " You said, " I'm not your parent stupid. " You said with a laugh

He nodded and rolled his eyes before looking back at his phone,

" I dunno how I put up with you. " he teased

" I could say the same printer boy. " you teased back. ~ Come his graduation stream ~ After going through as many people as he could, he called you. Your little fugi appeared on his screen,

" Hello...? " You spoke, your voice low and scratchy after having been asleep " Did I wake you up? " Kyo asked feeling slightly bad for calling you knowing it was fairly early for you

" Mmm.. No, I've been awake for a while " You said even though it was obvious you had just woken up to answer the phone

" No you have not dumbass! " he said with a scoff

You answered with a 'shut your printer ass up' and a laugh. Resulting in Kyo going off on a tangent. You spent over another hour with him on stream talking about his future plans, what this meant for *insert your ship name here* and if your relationship was going to continue after he left NijiEN. He reassured you and chat that despite him leaving the company, he was not going to leave you.

You had a bunch of fun talking to him on stream, reading the chat go insane with TSKR when you, Kyo or both of you did something they deemed cute. Nearing the end of stream, Kyo thanked everyone for coming to stream,

" Before I go, I just wanna say, these are my parting words since not gonna lie, I would stay longer but deadass got a flight to catch in the morning and I woulda started the stream earlier if I knew this was gonna be a conflicting thing.. " he spoke with a slight laugh before continuing

" Um, yeah thank you guys for everything. Um I've made life long friends and memories and I'll never forget those. Keep laughing, keep smiling and above all else, like I always say... Have yourself a damn good one. " Kyo ended it off before his ending screen played.

He ended stream but he didn't end the call with you. He had switched over to video call and he saw your sleepy face,

" Sorry about waking you up Y/N " he said with a slight laugh

" It's alright love. " You said quietly before yawning

He chuckled and offered to stay in call while you fell back to sleep, which you happily agreed to. Getting settled in you curled back into bed and set your phone up. You ended up falling asleep.

Kyo stayed in call until his phone died and he left you a good morning message. He was ready to start his new creative endeavors with you still by his side.

(IT'S SHORT I KNOW, I'LL MAKE UP FOR IT WITH THE NEXT FIC I WRITE-)

[gyumibear]

💖 create a sim(p)! — 11: collab

synopsis — after stupidly claiming on stream that you’ve been dating popular youtuber choi beomgyu in secret after accidentally creating an identically looking sim, you beg him not to reveal your lie to the public when it goes viral. weirdly, he agrees and you two begin to fool the public. can your lie become the truth or will it eventually catch up with you?

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a/n — short written chapter under the cut! no warnings!

“Hey.” You softly whispered into the phone, curling over to lie on your side. you tended to sit up while on the phone, but tonight was a different occasion. This was the first time you had ever called… him.

“Hey,” His voice responded, coming through the receiver clear, but with a tinge of exhaustion. He had either just been asleep or he was about to be. That would mean this call would be a quick one. You wouldn’t try and get on his bad side even more than you presumably already were. “So, what do you want to talk about first?”

“I just…I wanted to talk about us…”

“Us?” His voice lilted a bit, a tinge of amusement. “You mean fake us or real us? That was a joke, by the way, there is no real us.”

For some reason, that hurt. You knew that you and Beomgyu’s relationship was nothing more than a strict “business” deal, but… For him to say there was no “real us” was a blow to the part of you that still harbored feelings for him. Did this mean he wouldn’t want to build a real relationship with you? Could the two of you even be friends? Would your clean slate even be appealing to him? 

Enough. You shook your head to yourself, knowing you were taking too long to respond. Beomgyu hadn’t said anything else, and it would be weird if you just sat on the phone in silence. You pushed down the twinge of hurt you felt and kept your mind on the task at hand.

“Duh, I know there’s no real us.” You tried to laugh lightheartedly, but it came out a bit choked. You hoped he hadn’t noticed. “We need to make up a game plan for how we’re going to go about this fake relationship. So far nobody’s suspected anything, but I’m sure if we don’t collab at least once, someone will start suspecting something. Even if we don’t live in the same country.”

“Mm.” There was slight ruffling coming through the phone as if Beomgyu was moving around. “We can use Discord and do multi-players if you want… It’s not that hard. Time zones and stuff might make it difficult, but that can be worked out…”

You thought about telling him about your surprise trip but decided against it. You weren’t sure how he’d react to it… Not like you were coming just for him, but… Better be safe than sorry you know.

“Are you listening to me?” Beomgyu asked, “I asked you for your Discord twice.”

“Sorry,” You quickly sent him a message with your info. “I’m listening…”

You and Beomgyu made a few more arrangements, sending each other photos that the other could post on their respective social media. You coached each other on your fellow interests and also came up with a more comprehensive story for how you two had met. He had mentioned his slip-up on his first stream addressing you and how he hadn’t remembered you said you’d met at a market initially, but you told him it was fine. Getting on his case when he was the one helping you would be a bit much.

“My friends? Soobin and Kai, they’re the ones that I live with. They’ve been on the stream before,” Now you were exchanging information on friends, just in case. “Felix and Sunoo, though, don’t live in California. They live in South Korea, like you.”

“Ah, you are friends with Sunoo after all.”

“Huh?”

“My friend, Jake… He said you and Sunoo were friends.”

“Jake?” Your mouth was filled with a bad taste at the mention of him. “Wait, Sim Jaeyun? That Jake?”

He had been a friend of Sunoo’s, even close enough to be considered a best friend at one point. But after what he had done to Sunoo… Let’s just say, you weren’t Jake’s biggest fan. You and Sunoo had burned several issues of magazines that featured him. That’s how much you disliked him.

“Yeah, that’s him. So, how is he?”

“What?”

“Sunoo. How’s he doing? Jake wanted me to ask.” You rolled your eyes, why would Jake care how Sunoo was doing? He was the one that had stabbed him in the back, yet now he wanted to see if the wound was healing. Jake always knew how to grind your gears.

“He’s fine.” And for added salt, you sneered, “Why does he care?”

“He… He says he misses him sometimes.” Beomgyu sounded uncomfortable. “Can we not talk about them? What their relationship is doesn’t really matter to me.”

“Fine.” You sighed, not really wanting to express your distaste for Jake either. “Well, aside from Jake… Who else are you friends with?”

You and Beomgyu kept talking. You brightened up a little when he mentioned that he had a friend named Keeho, stating that you two also knew each other. You made a mental note to ask for his number later, wanting to catch up. Eventually, though, you felt tired yourself. You’d be heading to the airport the next day, so you needed your sleep. Or Soobin would probably have your head.

Beomgyu hung up first.

“Are you seriously still awake!?” Soobin appeared at your bedroom door. “Bed. Now. I don’t want to hear you complaining tomorrow when we head to the airport.”

“Okay, mom.” Your best friend rolled his eyes before turning around to go back to his room.

Clink! Your phone’s text message sound went off. You looked at the screen, eyes widening as you read the message. 

>> C. Beomgyu: flying to cali. tomorrow. surprise. <<

© GYUMIBEAR. do not repost, modify or translate my work onto other social media sites.

[callibones]

before u make a post on your tumblr, take a second to STOP!

S - strategize. you're not just posting this for you. of course you have someone in mind. if you just wanted your thoughts on paper, you'd make a diary or something. but tumblr's for community building. and you have a community you're trying to appeal to. or maybe that's what you're telling yourself, but you know it's just a single person out of that community. one person you've always had your eye on. but who would you be if you approached them directly and just talked to them? that's not you. that's not the kind of life you live. if you're worth talking to you, they'll come to you. so you need to be prepared to welcome them with open arms. they'll get the message one of these days, right?

T - tailor the post to them, but don't make it obvious. there's a sweet spot you want to hit!! if icarus flies too low, and never flaps his wings, nobody will ever see him. nobody will know what he could've done. he'll be in the air for all of a few seconds and then splash into the water and drown because he froze. he didn't trust himself. but he must not trust himself too much, lest he flies too high. his wings, wax, are befitting of his status, because icarus is not a bird, no matter how much he wants to be. if only he could fly forever, he could reach the gods, or even the birds. but his wax will melt if he tries to get too close. so he can gaze at the sky, but he has to know when to duck close to the water. you may refer to the mutual as "a mutual" in the tags of the post. but do not invoke their name. you are not a bird. you cannot fly on your own. you have to wait for them to catch you. with any luck, they'll do the flapping for you after that, and you can shed your embarrassing imitation of a creature much better than you. maybe you can fool them into thinking you're a bird until you're safe?

O - obsess over every word. if you were there with them, basking in their glittering light, you'd have to improvise. you'd have to be charming in real time. and what's scarier than that? surely not this, you tell yourself, gripping the countertop. you grind your teeth as you stare at the tag of a reblog that you just KNOW they'll like. they're a fan of some game you're vaguely familiar with. you've read and reread and rereread their posts on the subject, and you've picked up enough knowledge to make a little in-joke. but what would TRULY be excellent is if they'd be willing to explain it to you. if you could flap your wings and fly up to the sun, park between the rays, and ask it to hop into a discord call with you for a few hours to talk about the lore of a video game you aren't actually planning to play. you close your eyes, flapping. you can see it. you can feel it. your heart thumping. their eyes wide, attention on you. you have to improvise. you can't stay in this moment forever. you can tell they're watching. and if they're not, really, down above the sea, where you're flapping your gorgeous love letters to wings, what's even the point of staying low? and as you visualize your worst nightmare coming to pass and you getting to really, truly, talk to them and not just dance around and around and around, up and down, towards the sun and towards the sea, hands in theirs, eyes connected, wings intertwined until you don't know which ones are wax and which aren't, you flap and you flap and you flap and you flap and get closer and closer to the sun. and staring into it, and not shielding your eyes, and ignoring everything your father told you about the wax wings, is getting you so close to the sun that you can reach out and you can see the gods and you can see the birds and the sea is gone and they're looking at you and they're holding out a hand and they're smiling and they're smiling at you and they're the sun and the birds and the gods and the sea and you

P - post it.

and then you fall away from the sun (them) past the birds (them) and the gods (them) into the sea (them).

and the flying never mattered.

they were just waiting for you to come to them. it didn't matter where, or when, or how.

the sun tried to dip down into the horizon, but it was too far. the sea tried to pull itself up as a tidal wave, but it was too still. the birds tried to stop flying, and the gods tried to focus, but they were all too removed, too busy, too afraid.

you flapped. you fell.

you were keeping yourself delicately out of harm's way, at tremendous effort, following the needle-thin path away from anything that could disrupt your flight.

all you had to do was STOP.

[gordontheengineswifenirmal]

Absolutely LIVID. FUMING.

A few days ago, I shared that I had talked with another Tumblr user about our similar experiences of being harrassedn falsely accused of things in the fabdom. Much of the false accusations, and subsequent hsrrassment ocvuredwhildt I was in the hospital, nearly dying. I had surgery to save me life. I recuperated.

Ok, so another Tumblr user (and former friend on discord) went quiet. I have been busy moving into a one bedroom in basement of the place I currently stay in, n haven't really gotten to keep up as much. Today, I finally check in on the person. This is her -

Ok, sooooo this is the conversation -

Now, she even asked other people if I had done anything inappropriate with other members. They said NO. Mind you, she’d been active in two discords I run. She saw the messages. I didn’t hide anything. I’ve discussed the situation many times. Even here on tumblr, I do not flirt with anyone. if anyone tries, I report n post about them. I’m NOT interested. Why the hell can’t ppl get that in their head? I’m ESPECIALLY not inappropriately interested in minors. I will b friendly n b a mentor if they r friendly, but that is it.

This is what I got when I DMMed her - (names blurred for privacy)

She had REAL evidence right in front of her bloody eyes. The term ‘staying neutral’ means u secretly have doubts. U secretly still have some shred of belief for the troll who harassed several of us (which was why I created the servers to begin with, as a safe space!)

It’s THIS mentality that allows the real predators to go free. This mentality that allows fascist, convicted felon perverts to rule us. U take power from the victim n give it back to the abuser. No. SOD THAT. I’m speaking out, because I’m bloody sick of people thinking that’s ok to do. U either grow the feck up, or sod off either this behaviour.

U add to the trust problem when u pull this shite. Young ppl can’t trust adults, n then put their false hopes in other minors, thinking that they’re the same age group, they will never hurt me. This is WRONG and DANGEROUS. ALL age groups r equally potentially dangerous. Look, if u want to be friends, cool. If u dont, fine. Leave me alone. It’s that simple. I’m not interested, n will NOT be flirting with u. U need to respect me, not only by not flirting, but also, by not going behind me back n pulling stupid stunts. If that’s how u operate, I don’t want ur friendship. I don’t need your friendship. Go play games with someone else. It’ll cost u in the end anyway when ur ignorance catches up to u. This is also why id often rather talk to AI than real people. Because I’m at the point where I can trust ai over people. I know ai is imperfect, I’m not going to abuse it, but I can’t trust people, because they keep being stupid bloody cunts. I even have friends on here who know people in me actual life. They can verify I’m innocent.

This is also a form of aphobic prejudice. I’ve told her that I’m sex n romance repulsed. She’s asked me about bfs before, which is fine. I gave her solid advice about not rushing, n focusing on other things, u want to then be a sketchy twat, go behind me back, n believe the harasser? No. We’re not doing this. I’ve blocked her. She can learn that this isn’t cool. N she can suffer the consequences.

I will continue love me Thomas, Gordon n gang. I don’t give a rats funky arse for fake friends who want to play games. I don’t need them.