#anonie 🤍

[chol1na]

If you could pick one character to spend the rest of your life with, who would it be and why? Other than Alex ofcourse, he’s a give 😌😗

anonie, you and i vibe:) there’s a special place in hell for people like alex <3

this is a terribly difficult choice… i think i’d have to say either xanny or isaac? my first instinct was actually elias because he likes stars and like same (otherwise i wouldn’t put myself through the hell that is 3 accelerated math classes in one semester rip), but i’m still convinced we’re not being 100% transparent with him and i’m scared haha. then i thought of andrew cause who doesn’t love an intellect nomnom.

i think what i value a lot about lawrence and isaac is their loyalty and honesty. they don’t take advantage of listener? take isaac for example, at the beginning, listener is completely at his mercy. he could’ve done anything. he could’ve not payed them, he could’ve taken advantage of them in whatever way he wanted, heck- he could’ve left them to die and saved himself the hassle. even throughout his story, when he struggles with his feelings for them, he never puts them in harms way. the same can be said for our little leech; he’s not fond of “fates” and the idea of a seemingly irrational bond, and yet he’s still there for listener unconditionally. they’re both protective (see: meeting with vic. killing of yandere boy. etc) and just overall green flags? for the most part-. my final point would probably be that they’re both willing to communicate (unlike a certain someone…). eventhough they both have tremendous amounts of baggage, they want to make it work, they care enough to not only put in the effort, but actually follow through on their promises (see: isaac warming up to letting pickle out of the house).

n e ways, tldr:

final answer: isaac and lawrence

honorable mentions: elias and andrew

[boba-beom]

I’ll be here to tell you how important you are when you’re feeling unwanted and unloved. Without a friend like you, life would be incomplete.🤍

these messages are making me so :(( thank you, I hope you’re having a great day / night 🤍

[tadashisdisaster]

just a though-9th member of stray kids on a live, their bf (any skz member) slowly crawls under the table and eats 9th member out

if you are not comfortable writing this ask, please ignore it

have the best day love♡

Cw / Twˏˋ°•*⁀➷ overstimulation, y/n is free use to Jeongin, a bit humor if you squint, fingering, oral (fem receiving), established relationship, click on the word playlist it’s the music you were listening to

AN~ Aw thank you for the request Anonie🤍 I’ve seen so many of these but it’s always the 9th member climbing under the desk/table, and sucking them off🫢. This will be fun to write since it’s in reverse🤩

The soft music practically blaring in the little music studio you decided to hold your live in, covered the sloppy squelching noises coming from under the table.

You were wearing your boyfriends hoodie which was far to big for your tiny form. You bite the sleeve of the sweater and screw your eyes shut. You open one eye, a comment catching your attention.

cHaNsLeFtTiT - Is y/n okay?

You unnoticeably panic. “I-it’s,” you suck in a breath, whipping your forehead, toes curling, fists balled. “It’s a bit hot in here ahah-“ you reach a shaky hand over to your phone and switch to another song on your playlist.

Jeongin had been lapping up your 1st orgasm of the afternoon. You were sensitive and overstimulated. The soft yet cheerful song finally ended, urging your to end the live quite early. “Bye bee stays, I love you and stay…s-safe.” You sigh at the last word and weakly wave, then pressed the end live button.

You let out a long, exasperated sigh, running your fingers through his hair. “F-fuck, can’t you see I was in the middle of a, ha- live?” Jeongin adds a fourth finger, easily slipping past your slick folds. “Needed to, taste you…” you were on the verge of breaking. One hand tangled in Jeongin’s hair and the other gripping onto the arm of the office chair you were sitting on.

You grind a little on his face. A sign you were close. He sucks harder on your bundle of nerves, making you pant and whimper as you came harder than the first. “Oh fuck, Jeong-“ your legs tremble at the harsh orgasm. He finally sets your legs free, crawling from under the table.

You close your eyes and attempt to catch your breath. You hear the sound of a belt buckle loosen and a zipper being pulled down. You slowly shake your head, “N-no, m’so sensitive.” Jeongin just chuckles.

“Oh, but baby…” he softly grabs your cheeks with his index finger and thumb, his face inches from yours. “I did so well for you,” he licks lips the pecks yours making you whine, “I deserve a reward, don’t I?”

Thank you for reading the Tangerine Addition fic 🍊 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

[galaxycatdrawz]

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[kodaiki]

i noticed your ‘mission report’ in your pinned post says you’re having a rough time ☹️ i hope everything is okay and i’m send you tons of good vibes 💕💕

omg tysm sweet nonie :’) i’m doing okay, thanks🫶🏼 i’m going through a pet loss (not rlly my pet but i was emotionally attached😣) rn so ty for the concern and good vibes 🤍🤍 appreciate it!!

[solifloris]

people around you are so lucky to have you by their side. you seem so sweet and genuine

anonie is it soft hours?!!! 😭 ahhhh you don't know how much hearing something like this means to me 😭😭😭😭

but you're here with me too, nonnie <3 so i guess you're included in the lucky ones, too <3

[dolliuv]

we got nicho dancing to guilty + the abs reveal

how are we feeling? i'm not okay.

- 🤍

i am actually unwell and unstable , cs do u see the vline he has im going crazy

[enheene]

Hii! Can you write some more about stepbrother heeseung?

-🤍

Heyy, I already have something short written and I will probably post this tomorrow but I’m not sure about that yet! ^^

[shinixgami]

Are you okay my dear ? *hugs u really tight*

IM NOT 😔 but i know better days are coming

[heeluv02]

can minors follow and interact here?

Yes !!

The only blog I don't want minors interacting with is my smut blog but this blog and my mb blog are fine !!

[chol1na]

You mentioned a “yandere boy” series in one of your rb, where can I find that? I don’t think it’s on his channel?

ah yes, yandere boy~

well uh yandere boy is no more! our little leech (xanny) killed him haha~. he was the guy stalking xanthus’ listener (i think saku made it canon on his twitter at one point?)

i’m kinda sad he’s gone tbh, since he was in the first saku video i ever watched! i remember him reading a piece of writing i believe(?) and i really liked it! i’d always go back and listen to it from time to time hehe~. but, alas, he is no more~.

[woniedarlin]

Hi! I actually absolutely love your fic of jungwon being down bad for tsundere reader so I was wondering if you could write something where the roles are reversed and jungwon is the tsundere one 🤍

Chasing a Tsundere

pairing: tsundere! Jungwon x fem! reader

synopsis: You fell for Jungwon—hard. Unfortunately for you, he just had to be the grumpiest, most emotionally unavailable person ever to exist. He pushed you away, rolled his eyes at your persistence, and made it very clear he wasn’t the romantic type.

But giving up? Not an option. Because this is Jungwon we’re talking about.

author's note: Hello, my lovelies! This was so much fun to write. Big thanks to Anonie for the request—I hope you enjoy it! Happy reading!

caution: cursing and a bit of angst (tell me if there’s more!) , this story contains excessive tsundere behavior and a very persistent main character. Side effects may include secondhand embarrassment. Read at your own risk!

permanent tag list: @sol3chu @chlorinecake @13tter @jung1w0n

You leaned over Jungwon’s desk with your brightest smile, holding out a bento box wrapped in a pink cloth. “I made this for you. It’s your favorite! I even cut the veggies into stars!”

"Tch," Jungwon dismissed. "I don't want that disgusting slop."

If only he could have tasted that heavenly creation at least once. I mean, imagine turning down a homemade dish made with such effort? Poor you, who only deserved so much more.

He barely glanced up from his textbook as his pen continued to scribble down notes. “Why would I eat food from someone who burns toast?”

You pouted and clutched the bento to your chest. “That was one time, Jungwon. One time! Besides, I didn’t burn this.”

"I don't want your germs. Who knows what kind of gross crap is in there," he said; in which you glanced around the classroom; a few of your friends sent pity looks on your way. No one understood why you were so smitten with him, but they respected it nonetheless.

A few of your classmates looked to be in a similar state of enchantment. Maybe you should try it with them instead of the grinch?

"What do I have to do to make you go away?” Jungwon's words sting a bit.

“I don’t know.’’

You weren't even slightly intimidated or bothered, which was amusing. Most people would have backed off, but you just stood there. It wasn't enjoyable but also somewhat impressive. Not that he'd ever admit that. A long sigh erupted from his lips as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He slammed his pen down, causing a few heads to turn, but he cared little. “Sit. Down. Go bug someone else.” He gritted out through clenched teeth.

”Please accept?’’ you showed the bento.

You were persistent with your efforts; he had to commend you for that, though he’d never admit it to your face. That would give you too much of an ego boost.

He eyed the bento in your hand, his stomach betraying him by growling quietly. He hadn’t eaten all lunch, so the aroma of the homemade food was almost too tempting to resist. But still, the stubbornness won out. "No. I’m not interested in your food. Why do you insist on wasting your efforts on me?”

“Please?”

Shit. He couldn’t help but think, “How can I say no to someone so sweet?”

He sighed, finally looking at you with that familiar, unimpressed stare. “Just leave it on the desk. I’ll think about it.”

A small victory! You quickly set the box down. “I knew you couldn’t resist. I’ll see you later!” You skipped away before he could respond.

He glanced between the bento and the door you’d disappeared through. His stomach growled once more, begging to be fed. With another sigh, he opened the bento box and slowly ate. “Not bad…”

☔️

The rain fell hard as you stood at the school gates, holding your bag to keep it dry. You sighed and watched the heavy rain, getting ready to run for it. Just as you were about to leave, a familiar voice called out to you.

"You planning on running out in that weather? Do you have a death wish or something?"

Jungwon approached you, umbrella in hand. Before you could even respond, he thrust the umbrella into your hands. “Take it,” he said curtly, glancing at you for only a second before entering the rain, completely unprotected.

“Wait!” you called after him, holding the umbrella out. “What about you?” You extended the umbrella, an offer of protection from the relentless rain. Jungwon paused, glancing at you over his shoulder.

"I don't need it."

His face didn't reveal it, but the gesture touched him. He had been trying to push you away, to make you dislike him, but all you did was offer him shelter from the downpour when you needed it. He couldn't help but admit the irony.

“Don’t catch a cold, idiot.”

☔️

It was another typical day. The hallways were busy with students. But all you could think about was how warm Jungwon’s arm felt as you held onto him.

You had been walking together, but you wanted to be closer. So, you wrapped your arm around his and rested your head on his shoulder. You felt the tension leave your body as you relaxed into him. He was always warm, and being this close to him felt right.

You noticed Jungwon stiffen almost instantly, his eyes widening. “What are you—” he started, his fingers twitching slightly, unsure what to do, before reluctantly relaxing. Slowly, Jungwon’s shoulders relaxed, and the scowl that so often resided on his face faded away. You felt his arm loosen, “Weirdo,” he muttered.

For the rest of the walk, you were quiet. Strangely.

He led you through the crowded school corridors, expertly weaving around the students and making a ruckus. Eventually, he spoke up. " Are you okay?" he asked, looking at you from the corner of his eyes.

“More than okay,” you sighed, a dreamy smile forming. “I’m in love.”

Jungwon scoffed. “Love? Seriously?” he retorted. “You fall too hard.”

Suddenly, a girl appeared out of nowhere, walking up to Jungwon and batting her eyelashes at him. “Hey, Jungwon,” she cooed, giving him a flirty smile. “You look so handsome today.”

Oh, the audacity.

You felt your grip on his arm tighten, and without thinking, you made a slight hissing noise under your breath. Like an actual cat. Because that’s totally normal behavior.

Jungwon looked at her blankly. "Uh, thanks," he said, shifting his weight to put some distance between her and himself. After a few moments of awkward silence, the girl caught the hint and excused herself, shooting you a dirty look before sauntering away.

You furrowed your eyebrows. Jungwon noticed and let out a long sigh. He reached over with his free hand, gently touching your arm. "Hey, hey, calm down, alright? I can practically see the green flames of envy raging in your eyes," he says with annoyance. "She means nothing. No one does."

He pauses, "Except you, I guess?" he mumbles under his breath, his voice so low you missed it.

☔️

You were hauling a heavy box of basketball equipment to the gym hours later when a sharp voice stopped you.

"You're an idiot to carry that much all at once. Hand it over before you collapse." Jungwon came out from the corner with a frown on his face. He eyed the box in your arms and rolled his eyes as he took it from you, holding it quickly. “This is what happens when you don’t ask for help.”

“It’s not a big deal,” you replied with a sheepish smile. “The team needed help—”

He shook his head. "There's helpful, and then there's being too nice. You've got to stop saying 'yes' to everyone. That was what? A 40-kilogram box of balls and equipment? Your back would’ve snapped in two by lunch."

Jungwon continued, "Besides, Do they not have arms? If you need help, ask me.”

You opened your mouth to protest but hesitated when you noticed his face, “I’m fine, really,” you reassured him.

"And that's the problem. 'I'm fine.' What happens when, one day, you're not? When you're tired or overwhelmed and still say 'I'm fine' while falling apart inside?" He scolded you, "It's okay to say 'no,' and it's okay to ask for help. Do you not understand? This isn’t a game, and you’re not invincible!"

He turned and walked away, his final words echoing down the hall.

"Don't wait for a mistake to learn."

You didn’t expect this from him.

☔️

For weeks, you did everything. You put in the effort that he rejects, but on rare occasions, he accepts it. Well, you force him to take it. After classes, you were sitting on the rooftop, watching the view. For once, you weren’t seeking Jungwon out; you were trying to gather your thoughts.

Were you tired of chasing someone who always seems to push you away? Absolutely.

Jungwon noticed you perched on the rooftop. He couldn't help but wonder, what's got her so down? He knew he was causing you heartache but he also knew that with every rejection, you came back with more effort. He wanted you to see him as what he truly was. A jerk. Someone not worthy of your devotion... but you never seemed to give up, that determination was something else.

He wondered if he may have gone too far…

“Hey.”

His voice startled you, and you turned to see him standing a few feet away, his hands shoved into his pockets.

“What are you doing here?” you asked softly.

“I could ask you the same thing,” he said, walking closer. “You’ve been avoiding me all day.”

You looked away, fidgeting with your hands. “I… I don’t think I should bother you anymore.”

Jungwon froze. “What are you talking about? Bother me? You’re not…” He trailed off, then sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Look, I know I’m an ass. I push people away and make it seem like I don’t want anyone’s company. But you… you never left, even when I wanted you to.” He sat down next to you, keeping a comfortable distance.

“I mean… you’re always annoyed with me. I just figured…” You trailed off, biting your lip.

“Stop saying that,” he interrupted, his tone sharper than usual.

“You think I enjoy acting like a jerk to everyone?“ He let out a humorless laugh, his eyes focusing on the horizon. ”The truth is, I am afraid to open up, to let people in because I know how easily they can break me.” He glanced at you briefly before averting his eyes again. “I’ve seen it happen to my parents and my friends. I don’t want to be another sad soul wandering the world broken.”

You hesitated before whispering, ‘’I’m sorry…’’

“Don’t apologize. Hell, I’m sorry. I’ve been so caught up in pushing you away that I didn’t even realize how much you were trying to get closer to me. I don’t deserve your attention, let alone your kindness.”

He continued, “You’re not… You’re the most annoying person I’ve ever met, sure. But if you stopped being around…” He trailed off, looking away as his cheeks turned red. “I’d probably hate it.”

“Jungwon…”

“What? It’s true. I don’t know when or how it happened… but my day feels..lacking if you’re not there.” He shrugged as though admitting that wasn’t a big deal. “So…don’t you dare think about stopping.” He added sternly. “I like you, alright?”

“Thank you…for liking me back’’ you said shyly.

He rolled his eyes but didn’t deny it. “Don’t get all mushy on me. You make it sound like I’d run into a burning building for you. I like you, but it’s not like I would get matching tattoos or serenade you under your window.”

“But will you?’’

He scoffed. “Really? Of all the things I’ve said, that’s what you focus on?” He shook his head, then looked directly into your eyes. “Fine. Yes, I'd run into a burning building for you. I’ll do anything for you. Happy now?’’

“Very.’’ You giggled, ‘’Come on, walk me home, boyfriend.’’

“Boyfriend?”

He raised an eyebrow at your quick upgrade in the relationship. “You're lucky I like you cause anyone else suggesting that might've been laughed out of the school." He stood up, dusting off his pants and offering you a hand. "Well, come on, girlfriend.“

☔️

Days later…

You sat across from Jungwon at the small restaurant table, your heart doing little flips every time he glanced your way, even though his usual unimpressed expression hadn’t faltered since you arrived. The date wasn’t even bad—just, well, awkward. But awkward in a way that had you wanting to laugh every five seconds because of how seriously Jungwon took things.

Like now.

He's been staring at his menu for ten minutes. It's three pages long, and each item has a picture next to it. How complicated can it be?

"What's taking you so long?" you say, resting your chin in your hand.

"Shut up." He replies, never taking his eyes off the menu. “Do you want water?” he asked, his brows slightly furrowed.

“Uh, sure?” you said, smiling awkwardly.

He waved the waiter over and ordered two glasses of water. After all this careful deliberation, he's just ordering water?

He barely looked at you as he added, “Bring her water. Lemon water.”

You bit your lip to keep from laughing, which Jungwon noticed.

Jungwon blinked at you, tilting his head slightly. “What? You don’t like lemon?”

He looked a bit hurt at the rejection of his thoughtfulness. This was the same guy who'd throw paper planes at the teacher but couldn’t handle not knowing if you liked lemon in your water? You were so endeared that it took every ounce of self-control not to squeal.

“Oh, no, you’re adorable today,” you assured him, finally letting out a soft laugh.

“Cool,” he managed, cheeks turning pink as he looked down at the table.

“No, I mean—it’s just water,” you said, waving a hand dismissively. “I’ll live either way.”

He narrowed his eyes slightly. “It’s not a big deal. Just let me handle it.”

The corner of your lips quirked up. Why is he so serious about water?

The date went on, and the conversation flowed a little more naturally (after you decided to do most of the talking). Jungwon, though, still had his moments. “So, how much do you like me?” you teased halfway through your meal, grinning at him over the rim of your glass.

He choked on his drink.

He coughed, hitting his chest slightly as he cleared his throat. You didn’t think the question warranted that kind of reaction. But then again, you talked to the boy who spent ten minutes deciding whether he should get fries. “W-what kind of question is that?” he asked once he regained composure

You leaned in a little, resting your chin on your palm. “I’m just curious. Am I your type?”

He met your gaze, his eyes softening slightly. It was the first time all evening he'd looked directly at you without an expression of mild annoyance.

“What, you think I’m here for the ambiance?” he replied, a ghost of a smile on his lips. “You’re… not that bad a company when you’re not talking about nothing.”

It is a backhanded compliment, but from Jungwon, it might as well be a love confession.

“So,” you continued. “How much do you think I like you?”

Jungwon avoided your gaze, shoving a piece of meat into his mouth to avoid answering. “You’re so annoying,” he muttered, cheeks puffed slightly as he chewed. He ran a hand through his hair, looking quite flustered. His eyes darted around, possibly seeking an escape route. No dice, he’s sitting opposite you in a relatively small restaurant.

He asked again, “What kind of question even is that?”

“A valid one,” you teased, grinning. “But you’ll have to pay me if you want the answer.”

He frowned, confused. “Pay you?”

“Yeah, like—give me, I don’t know... probably 500,000 won, and I’ll tell you all my secrets.” You held up your hands dramatically.

“You said 500,000 won, didn’t you?” he said, pulling out the exact amount and sliding it across the table with an entirely serious expression. “Here. Talk.”

He stared at you expectantly, looking like he expected you to take the money and answer. It was a ridiculous situation. Here you were, in a normal restaurant on a Friday night, with your new boyfriend, who had just put 500,000 won on the table, waiting to know how much you liked him.

It took every ounce of will in your body not to laugh. Oh, he’s so cute…

Your jaw dropped. “Jungwon, I was joking!”

He froze, the faintest flush creeping up his cheeks. “What?”

You could see the cogs turning in his head as if he was contemplating what to do with you now. The situation was getting more absurd, and you pressed your lips together to keep from laughing. It was probably rude to laugh in his face when he just tried to pay you for the information he thinks is valuable.

Still, you laughed.

“I didn’t actually mean it!” you laughed, pushing the money back toward him. “I wouldn’t charge you to know something like that.”

He looked down at the table, “Yeah, well, you started it,” he muttered, returning the money. After a few seconds, he slid a 50,000 won bill across the table, looking slightly embarrassed. “Fine. But this will do?”

He looked up at you, his gaze uncertain. You smiled, tucking this little tidbit of information away for later. The Jungwon is willing to pay you to know you like him. What a night.

“Jungwon, you don’t have to pay me.’’

“Look,” he said, looking at you pointedly. “Just..” He huffed, rubbing a hand across his face. “Just take the damn money, okay? It’s not like I’m breaking the bank here.”

He nudged the money towards you again, his eyes holding a silent plea. Clearly, he didn’t know how else to go about the situation, resorting to his only known means of communication: his wallet.

“Uh…okay?” You accepted it with amusement.

He smiled, nodding in relief. “Good. Now what…what were you saying before?” He asked, trying to hide his embarrassed flush with a cough. “About how much you like me,” he mumbled, his words barely audible.

“You know, you’re too serious,” you teased, poking at his hand lightly. “But I still like you anyway.”

Jungwon looked away, but a smile twitched at the corner of his lips. “Hmph,” he finally said, flicking a sugar packet towards you. “You’re not so bad yourself. In small doses.”

☔️

The date continued similarly. You’d offer to split the bill, but he’d insist on paying. You’d reach for the menu, but he’d swat your hand away, insisting on ordering for you instead.

He was trying hard, and you couldn’t help but adore him even more despite the awkwardness.

Just as you finished teasing Jungwon, music began to play in the restaurant. The lively beat echoed through the room as the servers clapped their hands and started encouraging diners to join them in the center of the floor to dance. You perked up immediately. “Oh my gosh, Jungwon! They’re dancing!”

He glanced at the crowd gathering in the middle of the restaurant and frowned. “Yeah, I can see that. What about it?”

“Let’s go!” you squealed.

His brows shot up. “What? No way.”

“Come on!” You were already out of your seat, grabbing his hand and pulling him up. He barely had time to protest as you dragged him toward the impromptu dance floor.

“I don’t dance,” he muttered, resisting slightly, but you didn’t let go.

“Well, you’re about to learn!” you declared with a grin, already swaying to the music as you pulled him into the crowd.

Jungwon looked like he wanted the floor to swallow him whole, but he sighed in defeat as you started twirling. He awkwardly moved his arms, shuffling his feet in time with yours. “This is embarrassing,” he grumbled, his face heating up.

“You’re doing great!” you cheered, beaming at him as you twirled again, laughing. “Come on, loosen up a little!”

“Loosen up?” he echoed incredulously. “I’m not a dancer!”

“You don’t have to be! Just have fun!” You reached for his hands, placing them on your waist as you guided his movements. “See? Not so bad!”

Jungwon muttered something under his breath, but his steps started to match yours. He tried to keep a scowl on his face, but the way you were laughing so freely made it impossible for him to stay annoyed.

“You’re smiling!” you teased,

“I’m not,” he argued, though the pink tint on his cheeks betrayed him.

“You are! Oh, Jungwon, you’re having fun!”

“I’m not having fun,” he deadpanned; his hands didn’t leave your waist as you swayed together.

“You’re lying,” you sang, twirling yourself and accidentally stepping on his foot.

“Ow—okay, now I’m definitely not having fun!” he groaned, wincing.

You gasped. “I’m so sorry! Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” he muttered, shaking his head. But when you smiled sheepishly up at him, his chest felt lighter despite himself.

As the song ended and the crowd cheered, you clapped your hands excitedly. “That was so much fun!”

He sighed, muttering, “Yeah, yeah, whatever,” but the faint smile never left his face as you pulled him back to your seats.

☔️

The evening had been fantastic, but it was time to say goodbye. The cool night air surrounded you as you reached your front door. Jungwon walked you home, although he hardly admitted that he liked it. Every second of it.

“Alright,” he said, avoiding your eyes as you stood by your door. “You should lock the door when you get inside. And… don’t forget to check the windows too. It’s late, and you never know.”

You couldn’t help but smile at how concerned he sounded, even though he tried so hard to hide it. “Got it, Jungwon. Thanks,” you said, already knowing how sweet he was, even if he’d never admit it.

He shuffled on his feet, clearly not ready to leave just yet. “I’ll… I’ll call you when I get home, okay? Just in case. And make sure you don’t open the door for anyone unless you’re sure it’s them. You’re… you’re too nice, okay? People could take advantage.” You could hear a slight shake in his voice as he talked on. “And, uh… make sure you stay safe, alright?” He finally looked at you with worry.

You couldn’t help but giggle at how adorable he was being. You stepped a little closer to him, surprising him with a quick peck on the lips. “I’ll be fine, Jungwon,” you said softly. “And thank you. For everything.”

His face turned a deep shade of red, and he immediately turned his head away, muttering something that sounded like, “I-I wasn’t doing this for you to kiss me, okay?” But his voice was quieter now, a little softer than usual.

You laughed, enjoying the moment, but before he could say anything else, you stepped back and smiled at him. “Call me when you get home, okay?”

He nodded quickly, still blushing furiously. “Yeah, I will. You—don’t—don’t worry about me!” he stammered, turning on his heel to leave. But just as he was about to walk away, he stopped and turned back toward you, his face hidden in his hands.

“I-I love you, alright?!” he shouted, his voice cracking. He quickly turned away, clearly embarrassed, and started walking briskly down the street.

You stood there, frozen for a moment, a broad smile slowly spreading. That was all he needed to say, and you knew exactly how much he cared. You couldn’t help but laugh softly to yourself, feeling your heart flutter as you watched him walk off.

“Love you too, Jungwon,” you whispered to the night air, knowing he wouldn’t hear. But somehow, it felt like the most perfect moment.

[Extra Scene]

Months later…

Jungwon lay on his bed with his phone resting on a pillow. He looked at you through the screen.

“You miss me, don’t you?”

You scoffed as you shifted under your covers. “We saw each other three hours ago.”

He hummed. “That’s three hours too long.”

“Why are you smiling like that?” you asked while squinting at him through the screen.

He glanced at you and smirked. “What, I can’t smile?”

“Not like that,” you said, raising an eyebrow. “You look like you’re up to something.”

Jungwon sighed dramatically as he turned onto his side. “Can’t a guy just admire his girlfriend?”

You scoffed. “You’re so full of it.”

“I’m serious,” he said, resting his chin on his hand. “You look cute today.”

You blinked. “…It’s a video call. You can barely see me properly.”

“Doesn’t matter,” he replied smoothly. “You’re always cute.”

His door suddenly creaked open before you could even think of a response.

“Mom! He’s at it again!”

Jungwon’s head snapped toward the door, his face instantly turning sour. His older sister stood there, arms crossed, and seemed to be entertained at her brother, who was way out of character.

You burst into laughter.

Jungwon groaned. “Can you not?”

“Oh, wait—” She smirked, peeking at the screen. “Hi! Are you the poor soul who has to listen to his crap every day?”

You bit your lip, trying so hard not to laugh. “Hi…”

“Oh my God.” Jungwon groaned, grabbing the nearest pillow and chucking it toward the door. “OUT!”

His sister dodged effortlessly. “Okay, okay, lover boy! calm down.” She wiggled her fingers at you. “Bye, future sister-in-law!”

“Just saying! You’re embarrassing,” she said to Jungwon while backing out of the room.

‘’GET OUT!’’

The door shut, leaving Jungwon lying there, face buried in his pillow.

You were still giggling. “Lover boy?”

He exhaled sharply as he peeked through the screen. “We’re never talking about this again.”

You grinned. “Sure, lover boy.”

“Okay, I’m hanging up.”

“No, you’re not.”

“…No, I’m not,” he admitted and groaned.

[dulcescorderitas]

Hey, how are you? I've a request for Clark Kent, where the reader is jealous and insecure about Lana, the reader is Clark's girlfriend, but she knows about the crush Clark had on Lana and the reader is jealous, and she gets a little clingy with Clark when Lana is around? Please, no smut, if you don't want to write, that's fine, I love your writing 🤍

author's note: hiii anonie! this is my first request on this account so i hope you like it!

lana's voice carries over the quiet hum of the conversation around you, light and melodic. she’s talking about her time away, the places she’s been, the things she’s seen, and you can’t help but notice how clark is leaning in, his usual polite interest written all over his face. it’s not that he’s ignoring you—not intentionally. he’s just... caught up in the moment. in her.

and that’s when the familiar prick of jealousy bubbles up again, hot and insistent. you shift closer to him, your hand slipping from where it rests in his and trailing up to his shoulder, fingers smoothing over the fabric of his shirt. you let them wander to the back of his neck, brushing gently against the skin there, right where you know he’s sensitive. the subtle contact has always been enough to get a reaction from him.

he stiffens slightly at the touch, just for a second, before relaxing into it. he glances down at you, a flicker of confusion mingled with warmth in his gaze, but you offer him a soft smile, pretending like you’re simply enjoying being close to him. which, you are. of course you are. but this isn’t just about closeness.

as lana continues to speak, oblivious to the silent exchange between you and clark, your fingers trace slow, lazy circles at the nape of his neck. you know exactly how he likes it, how your touch there can unravel him just enough. you can see it working now—the subtle way his breathing shifts, the almost imperceptible twitch of his fingers around yours.

but you don’t stop there.

your other hand, still resting on his arm, begins a slow, deliberate motion up and down his back. you press in closer, your body molding to his side like a second skin. it’s a silent declaration, one that you hope he feels as much as you do: he’s mine.

clark clears his throat, the sound soft but noticeable, his attention faltering just slightly from lana’s story. “sorry,” he mumbles, shifting on his feet. “you were saying?”

“oh, it’s nothing,” lana says with a light laugh, brushing it off like it’s no big deal. but the way her eyes flick between the two of you doesn’t go unnoticed. she sees it, doesn’t she? the way you’re clinging to him, the subtle possessiveness in your touch. does she pity you for it? or worse—does she find it amusing?

you don’t care. or at least, you tell yourself you don’t. your fingers slide up into clark’s hair now, tangling in the soft strands and scratching lightly at his scalp. it’s a familiar gesture, one that always melts away his tension, one that he’s always leaned into with a quiet, contented sigh.

and just as expected, you feel his body shift under your touch, his stance softening, his shoulders relaxing. he leans into you, just a little, just enough for you to feel the heat of him. his hand finds its way to your waist, resting there like it’s second nature, like it’s where it belongs.

“you okay?” he murmurs, low enough that only you can hear, his breath warm against your temple.

you nod, the soft smile still playing on your lips. “just... felt like being close,” you whisper back, your voice sweet, almost innocent.

his lips press into a faint smile, and you can see the tension flicker in his eyes—caught between the easy conversation with lana and the magnetic pull of your touch. you’re making him nervous, you can tell. but not in a bad way. no, this is the kind of nervous that sends little sparks of awareness through him, the kind that makes his heart beat just a little faster.

“yeah,” he says, his voice rougher than before. “me too.”

lana pauses mid-sentence, glancing at the two of you with a polite smile, but there’s a curiosity in her eyes now. “you two seem really close,” she observes, her tone light but probing.

you don’t miss a beat. your hand tightens ever so slightly around clark’s, your other hand still lost in his hair. “we are,” you reply, your voice soft but firm, the implication clear.

clark’s gaze dips to you, something unreadable flickering in his eyes before he turns back to lana, offering a quick smile. “yeah, we are.”

the words hang in the air between the three of you, a subtle tension building that you don’t bother to smooth over. instead, you continue your slow, methodical ministrations, your touch a constant reminder of your presence, your claim. clark might not say it outright, but his body language speaks volumes—leaning into you, grounding himself in your touch, his fingers absently tracing circles against your waist.

and lana? she watches for a moment longer, her smile unwavering, but there’s something there—an understanding, maybe even a hint of envy. but she says nothing more, simply nodding and shifting the conversation elsewhere.

as the conversation flows on, you stay there, pressed against clark, your touch lingering, your heart pounding. every subtle movement, every gentle caress, is a silent reminder to him, to her, and most importantly, to yourself.

he’s yours. and you’re not letting go.

[tadashisdisaster]

Your masterlist link isn’t working for me 😭

aw shoot. ಥ_ಥ Mind if you lmk when and if it works?💀 it’s been fixed (I hope)

[kodaiki]

All the James Parks hate is killing me🤣🤣 Love the laughs I'm getting from it. (Absolutely understand, tho. Man's got me stressed, too)

Also, have a great day✨️✨️

(Also, I feel so awkward sending things in. But you seem so friendly I can't help myself)

it makes me giggle too. i didn’t expect a new character raising such a commotion but here we are lol😭 aww i don’t bite bby, feel free to stop by and leave an ask whenever your comfy! 🤍🥹

[solifloris]

haveu been writing for long? whats ur favorite line uve ever written?

WHY... SINCE YOU ASKED, ANONIE, I'LL GIVE YOU MORE THAN JUST A LINE......

"He'd always been her star. Out of reach, like the rest of them up there in the sky somewhere... Only meant to be adored from afar.

The stars, she believed, were never meant to belong to anyone.

And it really was such a stupid thing to yearn for them."

— Novalunosis ; unpublished

"There had always been a battle for the oxygen she needed desperately to fill her lungs, a struggle against the nigh devouring flames that she'd thought futile.

But now, she knew.

There was no need for air.

She could breathe him, instead."

— our sky (can't always be this blue) ; ch. 1

"My name, and my past—I can barely remember it, the farthest back of my memories still always… you. And in my heart, I know. Your hearth has become my home; I could not exist without it, could not exist without you."

— our sky (can't always be this blue) ; ch. 2