#but thanks i appreciate this i sent it to my friends i hope you dont mind its just extremely funny to wake up to this

[ikkyfics]

hi!!! im sorry i dont request often, but ive been so in love with ur fics... my atj obsession is coming back full force and you write dave soooo well <33

maybe a fic where reader isn't exactly popular (pretty and maybe has a few close friends) and has a big crush on dave? like she can't understand how he's 'invisible to girls', cause she stares at him in whatever classes they both have, and she stands at her locker for forever just staring longingly at him and he never notices. maybe her best friend tries to convince her to talk to him eventually ..

was thinking it could be sfw and maybe fluffy (maybe a little angsty if you want) idk!!! thank you for considering it if you do, and im excited for what other work you have lined up ❤️

𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧

Dave Lizewski x f!reader

Summary: in which Dave doesn't notice any of your signals

Warnings: fluff, pre relationship, idiots in love, no use of y/n

A/N: SO SO SO SORRY, I know it's been forever since you sent this request, but I only just got around to doing something. I kind of lost count of how many times I started and deleted this fic. If you read this, I appreciate you not giving up on me, and thank you so much for the message, it was very very kind and I can only thank you for those sweet words. I hope you can enjoy this, darling (and I'm sorry if I deviated a little from the request)

You always looked at him.

Sometimes subtly, when he walked down the school hallway with that casual stride, balancing his backpack on one shoulder, his headphones hanging around his neck, his brown curls falling slightly over his forehead. Other times, you didn’t even try to hide it, like when he laughed at something stupid during lunch and his blue eyes sparkled behind his glasses, or when you saw him from afar during gym class, not understanding how no one else noticed how good he looked in that blue shirt.

It was a mystery to you. How was it possible that no girl at school looked at Dave Lizewski? How was it possible that no one saw what you saw?

"You should just tell him you like him and get it over with," your friend casually remarked, while you checked your phone for the thousandth time, waiting for Dave’s reply.

You pretended not to hear, but the heat on your face gave you away.

That was it. You liked him. More than you should like a friend you only exchanged messages with and talked to when you bumped into each other in the hallways. More than you should like someone who, probably, didn’t see any of it.

So, when Dave suggested you two go to the movies together to watch a Batman re-release, you tried not to overthink it.

But that became impossible when you found yourself standing in front of the mirror for too long, adjusting your top, letting your hair down and tying it up three times before deciding which way looked the least intentional. Your hands were a little sweaty, and you rolled your eyes at yourself when you realized you had chosen that specific perfume, the one that always made someone comment on how good you smelled.

It was just Dave.

Just Dave, who got adorably awkward when you accidentally complimented him. Just Dave, who laughed at your bad jokes and sent stupid memes in the middle of the night. Just Dave, who—when he met you in front of the theater—stopped mid-sentence as he looked at you, blinked a few times, and without even trying to hide it, gave you that quick once-over from head to toe before clearing his throat and adjusting his glasses.

"You look… uh, different today."

You raised an eyebrow, holding back a smile. "Different how?"

Dave opened and closed his mouth once, clearly trying to choose his words. His curls fell slightly over his forehead as he tilted his head to the side, and he made that unconscious motion of pushing his glasses up his nose.

"Pretty."

It was a bit hesitant, but genuine enough to make the heat rise to your cheeks.

"I’m always pretty," you joked, trying to keep your composure.

Dave smiled that awkward smile, scratching the back of his neck. "Yeah… I know."

And then, as if realizing he was giving too much away, he pointed toward the theater doors. "We should go in."

He was right. But as you passed through the ticket booth and grabbed your tickets, you could still feel his gaze on you from time to time.

The theater was packed, and the tight seats meant you were close enough that when he moved, his knee brushed against yours.

The room darkened, and soon the movie started. You tried to focus on the screen, but it wasn’t easy when every little movement of his caught your attention. The way he leaned over to grab more popcorn and, in the process, his fingers brushed against yours, his warm skin against yours in a fleeting touch that left an uncomfortable awareness in its wake. As if, somehow, that brief contact was more significant than it should have been.

He didn’t seem to notice. He just stayed there, leaning on the armrest, relaxed, his eyes lit up by the glow of the screen. Every now and then, he’d bite his lower lip without realizing it, an unconscious habit of concentration that made something twist in your stomach. His jaw looked more defined like that, and you felt an annoying urge to look longer than you should.

And then he leaned in.

You felt it before you saw it. The movement beside you, the sudden warmth of his presence getting closer, and then his warm breath grazing your skin as he whispered:

"Did you know Christian Bale almost lost the role because they thought he was too skinny?"

It sent an immediate shiver down your spine.

Maybe it was the fact that his voice came out lower than necessary, raspy on purpose or by accident. Or maybe it was because he was close, close in a way that didn’t seem normal for two friends watching a movie. His face was almost touching yours, and your mind made a stupid connection, the kind that should’ve been ignored: if you turned your head just a little, if you leaned an inch in the wrong direction, his lips would touch yours.

You swallowed hard.

"Is that true?" Your voice came out lower than you intended, and he chuckled softly, as if he noticed.

"He gained like 100 pounds of muscle in six months."

"Is that even possible?" You forced yourself to keep your eyes on the screen, as if ignoring the proximity would be enough to not feel every detail of it.

"If you’re Batman, it is."

The reply came in an almost playful whisper, and then he pulled back as if nothing had happened, leaning back into his seat.

Unlike you, who stayed there, absorbing the fact that your heart was beating way too fast for something that was supposedly nothing.

But it wasn’t just that.

His fingers were still close to yours on the armrest between the seats, so close that if either of you moved, the touches would repeat. You noticed when he grabbed more popcorn and his knuckles brushed lightly against your skin. Maybe you were imagining things, but he didn’t seem in such a hurry to move his hand away this time.

The movie went on, and by this point, you couldn’t tell if you were following the story or just the small details about him. The way he shifted in his seat, the subtle movement of his chest rising and falling with his breath, the warmth radiating from him so close to you.

His voice came low, breaking the comfortable silence between you.

"Did your soda run out?"

You blinked, needing a second to process the question, before realizing that yes, the cup of soda next to you was empty.

"Yeah."

"Then have some of mine. You must be thirsty after all that popcorn."

It wasn’t a big deal. It shouldn’t have been. But when he tilted the cup toward you, you hesitated for a moment. Your eyes met his, and Dave smiled slightly, waiting for you to take the cup.

So you took it.

You brought the straw to your mouth and drank, feeling the cold soda running down your throat. But that wasn’t all you felt. Dave was watching. Not just casually. He didn’t look away the next second, didn’t glance at the screen as if nothing had happened. He was watching.

When you lowered the cup and handed it back to him, your fingers touched for a moment. Warm, slightly sticky from the popcorn salt, but still soft. Dave blinked a few times, as if processing something, and then drank from the same straw without a second thought.

The rest of the movie went on like that. Little moments that made it seem like you were something more. You whispered that you wanted to try the chocolate he bought, and he offered it, holding the candy near your mouth almost casually. Later, he made a comment about some scene, and you replied softly, leaning your face closer to his than necessary. It was all a silent game that neither of you seemed willing to admit you were playing.

But then the movie ended.

You needed to go to the bathroom, and Dave murmured that he’d wait outside. You nodded, adjusted your jacket, and walked away, trying to ignore the silly feeling that you were leaving something behind.

It was when you came back that you felt something strange.

There he was, standing near the theater exit, and right in front of him was a girl. You didn’t know her, but you recognized that smile. A sugary smile, a deliberate lean of her body toward him. She laughed softly, playing with her hair, saying something that made Dave furrow his brows, confused. And then you understood.

She was flirting with him.

And he had no idea.

Your body froze mid-step. It was stupid, but for a moment, you felt a strange weight in your chest. What would happen if, suddenly, someone started seeing in him what you saw? If someone looked at him and saw exactly what you saw? If someone fell for Dave Lizewski the way you were falling for him?

Your stomach churned.

That’s when he looked at you.

His face lit up in the same second, and he smiled—that genuine, easy smile he didn’t give to the girl in front of him. He muttered something quickly to her, nothing rude, just a hurried goodbye, and then started walking toward you.

And you, who still felt the heaviness in your chest, didn’t know what to do when he stopped beside you and asked, as if nothing had happened:

"Let's go?”

You could still feel the warmth of the movie theater on your skin, the memory of your fingers brushing against the popcorn, the brief touch of your hands, the low sound of his voice, raspy and almost lazy, echoing in your ear. It was absurd how every detail seemed amplified now, as if the simple fact of being alone on this walk made everything feel more real.

Dave adjusted the collar of his jacket, shoving his hands into his pockets, and took two quick steps to align himself beside you. He always did that—making sure you walked together, close, your shoulders almost touching with every movement. He glanced at you, looking like he wanted to say something, but then changed his mind and just let out a short sigh.

You bit your lip. You couldn’t get the image of the girl at the theater out of your mind. Or the way she looked at him, or the casual way Dave stood there, listening, completely unaware.

"She was pretty."

The words came out suddenly, and Dave turned his head toward you, slightly confused. "What?"

"The girl at the theater." You shrugged, kicking a small pebble on the path. "She was pretty."

He was silent for a moment, as if trying to figure out where you were going with this. Then he shrugged. "Yeah."

It was a small, indifferent sound. But for some reason, it annoyed you.

You huffed, crossing your arms, and looked at him. "And she was flirting with you."

Dave furrowed his brows, laughing lightly, as if that were absurd. "No, she wasn’t."

"Yes, she was."

"No, she wasn’t."

You stopped abruptly on the sidewalk, forcing him to stop too, his eyes widening slightly at your sudden hesitation. The cold wind passed between you, but all you felt was the heat rising to your face.

"You’re too much of an idiot to notice."

His smile faltered a little, and Dave opened his mouth, as if to retort, but couldn’t find the words.

"I’m not an idiot." He sounded slightly offended, furrowing his brows in a way that only made him seem more naive.

"Yes, you are."

"No, I’m not."

"Then tell me," you challenged, tilting your head to the side, crossing your arms as you stared at him. "If a girl were flirting with you, would you notice?"

Dave let out a nasal laugh, shaking his head. "Obviously."

"No, you wouldn’t."

"I would."

"You wouldn’t."

He rolled his eyes, sighing in an exaggerated way. "Okay, then. How are you so sure about that?"

And that’s when it happened.

You didn’t think much. You just looked at him, at his messy curls and blue eyes behind his glasses, at the face you knew so well and at the answer that had been begging to come out for a long time.

"Because I’ve been giving you every possible sign, and you haven’t noticed."

The silence that followed your confession wasn’t empty.

It was heavy, loaded with something indescribable, something that tightened your chest and made the air feel denser around you.

Dave stood in front of you, his face partially lit by the nearest streetlight, his hair casting shadows over his eyes. But even with the poor lighting, you could see it.

The shock.

His lips parted, as if he were about to say something, but nothing came out. His gaze fixed on yours, unblinking, and the expression that took over his face was a mix of disbelief and something deeper—something you couldn’t name.

You swallowed hard, feeling your heart hammering against your ribcage, the pulse vibrating in every extremity of your body. Your hands were cold, but the heat rising to your face was almost unbearable.

You had said it.

You had said it out loud.

And now there was no turning back.

Nervousness washed over you like a wave, sweeping away any trace of courage that remained. Your chest rose and fell in an uneven rhythm, and your fingers moved slightly, restless, before you finally let out the breath you hadn’t realized you were holding.

"I like you, Dave."

Your voice came out shakier than you wanted, but it was too late to fix it.

Dave blinked, as if the words had just hit him with full force.

"I’ve liked you for a while. A long time." You forced a short laugh, looking at the ground for a second before meeting his eyes again. "But you never noticed."

He wet his lips, looking away, at anything that wasn’t you, as if he were trying to organize his thoughts.

His mouth opened and closed again, without a single word coming out.

"Dave," you called, and he finally looked at you again.

His eyes were intense now, as if they were trying to absorb every detail of you, every tiny movement.

You felt the hesitation in the air.

The weight of what had just happened.

But then, he did something unexpected.

With an almost hesitant movement, Dave slowly raised his hand, as if testing his own limits, as if he still couldn’t believe he could touch you. His fingers brushed against the sleeve of your jacket before finally holding your forearm, the touch light, uncertain, but real.

"I’m an idiot."

His voice came out low, almost a whisper, and the way he said it made your chest tighten in a strange way.

You opened your mouth to say something, but he continued:

"I—" Dave took a deep breath, his eyes locking onto yours again, so close now that you could feel the warmth of his breath against your skin. "I didn’t notice because..." He swallowed hard, his fingers tightening slightly on your arm. "Because I never thought it was possible."

Your heart stopped for a second.

His eyes were locked on yours, and there was something so genuine there, something so true, that you felt your throat close up.

"I never thought you could like me."

The confession was soft, said with a half-smile that didn’t match the uncertainty shining in his eyes.

And in that moment, you realized.

You realized he wasn’t hesitating because he didn’t feel the same.

He was hesitating because he had always felt it.

Because he had always wanted it, but never thought he was allowed to want it.

You felt your breathing quicken, and the distance between you seemed smaller now, your bodies leaning in an almost imperceptible way, as if drawn to each other.

Dave blinked a few times, as if he were still trying to understand the reality of the situation. As if he were trying to memorize this moment, to store it somewhere safe inside himself.

And then, he laughed.

Soft, almost disbelieving.

"Shit." He ran a hand through his hair, messing it up even more, and shook his head. "I really am an idiot."

You let out a weak laugh, the nervousness still pulsing inside you, but now mixed with something else.

Something warm.

Something good.

Dave lowered his head for a moment, biting his lip before looking at you again, and then he did it again—that subtle movement of leaning closer. Not enough to break the last barrier between you, but enough for you to feel his warmth in the air, for every cell in your body to be aware of his presence.

"Tell me it’s not too late for me to notice now."

His tone was soft, but his eyes were intense, blue and fixed on you as if nothing else in the world existed.

And the answer came before you could even think.

"Of course it’s not."

[nobodynotbymitski]

just so you know, i headcannon you as canadian

ok so. you would be wrong by like a continent. but also right in a way. but still not canadian at all. that being said i appreciate it greatly and shall remain canadian in your head if you want me to.

[suprababka]

heyy!❤️ i really love your writing!! i am kinda drunk rn so i was wondering how they would react if you know, drunk text them and that stuff, telling them “ohh i love you sosososo much u r the best bf” and just being stubborn. if it triggers you dont worry but i think it would be funny🫶🏻

Helloooo!👋 Thank you for your kind words and the request!🥰 To be honest, I don't drink alcohol, so it was a bit hard for me to depict a drunk Reader. I did analyze the behavior of my drunk friends and how the drunk Reader is portrayed in other smaus. I saw that people are usually sensitive or make typos in their messages, that's why I decided to combine these two "things". I hope that the smau turned out funny and not cringe :))) Oh, and I hope you had a nice hangover..?😅 (almost 3 months later after this ask was sent... but still😋) If something is not right, please let me know, and I'll fix it. Have fun!💕

Drunk texting them

A/N: Happy birthday to YOU!🥳 Yes, you🫵 ..If you have birthday today, that is... or just come back when it's your birthday😉

Thanks for all the likes, comments, reblogs and following me! I really appreciate your feedback and support, guys!🥰🫶

You can check my masterlist to see more of my other works.

Prepare for possible OOC!

(Sorry if there are any mistakes!)

And, most importantly, enjoy!!!

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[viperbunnies]

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TATO 🎂🐍🐰 !!!! (help i planned this in advance but i still managed to be late 😭 anyways shoutout to the first ever ask i sent you, i hope i did ozml justice 😤🫶)

(i fear i dont have my usual zest rn hgsdklhld but i really wanted to get this to you asap 💥) ANYWAYS thank you for deciding to join the twst community and being such a fun presence sharing with us your art and your ocs, you're incredibly talented!! 💥💥💥💖💕💕💗 i appreciate you LOTS 🥺💕 thank you for being such a great friend too, and i wish you all the best 😤🫶💖💕‼️

I'm die thank you foreva 😭😭 (/ref)

The scream I let out when I initially saw this hshsh Omg Ian I am so speechless 😭😭 you cooked so hard hshs

🥺🥺 and ahh the first ask you sent me aaa I remember it so well! Thank you for showing interest in my silly ships and for being an active supporter of my blog (even when I know that you're so busy you always find time to support me and other people as well! It's honestly so amazing and I want to have the same drive as you someday 🥺❤️)

Thank you so much for your warm greetings! And this lovely art you made for me 🥺 I'll treasure it for years to come (this will be my family's heirloom now) I appreciate you so much as well! And thank you for being a kind friend and welcomine me into the community ❤️

[bridgyrose]

Bees schnees where they are all pinning but Weiss doesn’t want to get in the way of the bees

Weiss found her eyes lingering on Blake and Yang, a blush crossing her cheeks and heart racing as she watched them from across the cafe. It was just supposed to be a school girl’s crush, but even after graduating as a huntress she still couldnt seem to take her eyes off them. Words that she had wanted to say wouldnt come out right, leaving her to watch from afar as Blake and Yang enjoyed themselves. 

“Just ask them already,” Ruby pleaded as she looked up from her scroll. “I cant watch you be like this again.” 

“Be like what?” Weiss asked. 

“Lovesick.” 

“I’m not lovesick!” 

“You havent touched your coffee since we’ve gotten here. If you’re going to stare at them, you might as well talk to them.” 

“They’re dating-” 

“And they like you too!” 

Weiss sighed and took a sip of her now cold coffee, spitting it out. She pushed her coffee away and started with her scone.  “Its not that easy.” 

“What’s not easy about it?” Ruby pulled Weiss’s scone away and glared at her. “All you have to do is go up to them and ask them if you can be a part of their relationship.” 

“They’ll say no.” 

“They left you love letters, invited you on dates… they told you they were looking for a third!” 

“They were just being nice!” 

“You’re hopeless.” 

Weiss quickly grabbed her scone back with a frown. “And you’re not? What about Nora?” 

“That’s my problem I’m working through.” Ruby pinched the bridge of her nose and took a deep breath. “You’re my best friend and I want to make sure you dont miss out on anything that’ll make you happy. Can you really say you’re happy sitting and watching them instead of trying to be with them?” 

“I-I…” Weiss looked down at her feet as she tried to get the words out. That was the question, wasnt it? Was she happy? She looked at her scroll and sighed as she looked at the pictures she’d taken over the last few months. She couldnt remember the last time she smiled in any of them, even in her graduation picture with her team she didnt have the same smiles as the rest of them. In fact, most of her time as of late had been spent going on missions with Ruby or a few of their friends and avoiding Blake and Yang as they got closer. 

Ruby gently moved Weiss’s scroll out of the way. “I want you to make sure you’re taking care of yourself too.” 

“What if I’m in the way?” Weiss asked. “They have each other already. Having me around will just be a hindrance.” 

“Yang spent months taking those etiquette classes because she wanted to impress you whenever we had to go to Atlas. Blake hounded me questions about everything you liked so she could find something in common when you both did your coffee and tea dates. You arent a hindrance to them, they love you so much that they were willing to go out of their way to do something you liked just to spend time with you.” 

“That ship has sailed-” 

“I have a pumpkin spice latte and a blueberry scone for you,” a waitress said as she sat a couple plates in front of Weiss. “Courtesy of the women over there.” 

Weiss looked at the table the waitress pointed and blushed a bit when she realized Blake and Yang had sent them. She quietly thanked the waitress and took a sip from her coffee. “Okay, maybe there’s something.” 

“Then go to them.” 

“I’m here with you-” 

“And I’ll be available again later. Do this for you.” 

Weiss nodded and picked up her coffee and scone and made her way over to Blake and Yang. Her heart pounded in her chest as she started to slow with each step, finally stopping at their table. “May… may I sit here?” 

Yang nodded and moved a chair over for Weiss. “There’s always room for you.” 

“And I hope we got the right scone and coffee for you,” Blake said. “We werent quite sure what you liked.” 

“The coffee’s a bit sweet, but I do appreciate the thought.” Weiss sat down and looked away from Blake and Yang, not sure what to say. Thank you came to mind, but it didnt seem like it was enough. A few other words came to mind as well, but she still couldnt seem to say them as they lingered on her tongue. The blush on her cheeks deepend as she struggled to say the words she wished she could say. 

“Are you free tomorrow?” Blake asked. “Yang and I were thinking about going ice skating and we’d like you to come along. You know, as-” 

“-a date with us,” Yang finished, her own voice cracking as she spoke. She cleared her throat and tried to hide her own blush. “We’ve been thinking a lot about you and we’ve been wanting to ask for a while but it just never… you know…” 

“Came up.” 

Weiss felt her heart stop as she looked up at Yang and Blake, unable to hide or lie away the smile on her face. Her eyes practically lit up as her voice squeaked. “I’d love to!” 

[adventuringblind]

Hi I saw your requests are open you don’t have to write anything if you don’t want to but I had this idea and I wanted to share

I was thinking of meting Charles on Monaco maybe during Sumer break or something, and being a little homesick so he decides to take us to a bookstore (sorry I just like to rad a lot you can change the place) and just talking about like a book he likes and just sitting on the floor with him looking for something to read and getting romantic

Idk if it makes sense but thank you and have a nice day/night

Home is Where You Are

Charles leclerc x reader

Genre: fluff

Request: Yes! I hope you enjoy it, I thought the idea was super cute! I'm open for Max, Charles, Lando, Oscar, George, and Daniel. Also, up for poly fics if anyone is interested. (If you have too much love to go around, clap your hands)

Summary: living with Charles is a dream come true. Longing for home, though, can strike anyone. Good thing he's there to help you through it until you can find time to go visit.

Warnings: home sickness, straight fluff

Notes: written in second person. Likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated!

Also, I've sent up my account to let tips be enabled. I was debating whether or not to say this because i dont want to sound like im begging, but frankly, people opinions do not matter me me. If you like my writing and want to support me, please consider tipping my posts or my blog. I put a lot of effort into my writing, and it would mean the world to me. Obviously, I won't have my feelings hurt if you ignor this, but I wanted to put it out there.

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You and Charles had been together for a while now. Managing to do some long distance when you couldn't travel with him.

Now you were engaged, and you said yes. Knowing you wanted to spend the rest of your life with him.

You traveled more now. Finding yourself in different countries for the majority of the year. But you always went back home when you could. The family and familiarity bringing you comfort.

When Charles asked you to move in with him, you'd been happy. The two of you now completely together. Ready to share your lives with each other.

You were lucky you could take your job anywhere. The traveling often helping provide inspiration for your novel.

Charles made sure you felt comfortable in his, now yours as well, apartment. Making sure you had your favorite foods. He purchased an entire bookshelf just for you. He even stockpiled the apartment with soft blanket.

It was a dream come true for you.

You loved it. Waking up with Charles. Eating breakfast with him. Not having to FaceTime him to say goodnight for half the year.

When the summer break for formula 1 came around, you found yourself wanting to go back to your home country. You'd been back in Monaco for less than a week, but the days had you missing things you didn't realize you would.

You liked it in Monaco. It's your home now. But it didn't stop your mind from wandering back to the streets you grew up on. To your friends and family. The shops you frequented.

That's how Charles found you. Sitting at the table, staring into your cup of tea. Lost in the world of your subconscious.

"Mon Amour? Are you alright?"

His voice dragged out out of your thoughts. Your eyes dragging themselves to his face as he found a spot next to you.

He knew something was wrong. There was really no point in trying to lie when it was written all over your body.

You run your finger around the rim of your glass. Taking comfort in Charles nimble fingers running up and down your arm.

"Just a bit homesick, I guess." You confessed. Sighing at your relentless thoughts. Pulling your heart deeper into its sad state.

Charles hums in response. Considering what you'd said to him. "I think I know how to cheer you up." He smirks.

Charles couldn't take you back to your home country currently. You'd been working ridiculously hard, and he'd been busy doing sim work. He'd get you there soon, but for now, he'd settle for trying to get your mind off things.

An hour later, you were dressed and walking down the streets of Monaco. Nonclue where Charles was taking you. Just giggling as he held your hand and pulled you along with him. The two of you are making conversation about anything that pops into your heads.

Charles was basking in the warmth of your smile. So much so that he almost missed his intended destination. A little corner store with a vintage looking sign reading 'Nook's Books'.

"Here we are." He smiled and opened the door for you. A little bell rang to alert the owner that someone had entered.

Charles watched as your mouth opened in awe. Taking in the shelves lined top to bottom with books new and old. "I thought you might like it."

"Why did I never know about this?"

"It's hidden away, so those who don't know the city will have a harder time finding it. It's our own little corner of peace." He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "I was going to surprise you right before the wedding."

It didn't take long for you to grab Charles' hand and lead him down the rows of books.

You'd found many books that you liked and had picked a spot on the floor to look through them.

Charles couldn't help but admire you. On the floor surrounded by books. You looked adorable in his eyes.

He plopped down next to you and spread out his arms and legs. Inviting you without words to come rest your body against his. You happy oblige. Crawling into the safety of his arms.

You spent hours in the small store. Charles listening intently as you either talked about a book or read chapters from one.

The twobof you finally left when the store was about to close. Having spent so much time there that it was now dark outside. The streets illuminated with the orangey hue of lampposts.

Charles spun you around as you walked, Making you giggle. Completely unbothered by the nightlife of Monaco.

When you two made it to the outside of the apartment building, Charles pulled you into him.

"I know I can't get you back to your family right now, but are you feeling a bit better?"

"Yes, thank you, for everything." Your eyes met his soft gaze.

"No thanks needed. I was simply doing my job." He chuckled. Leaning in closer to you.

Finally, his lips landed on yours. A loving kiss shared between you two. But this time, when he kissed you, you knew Charles was your home.

[bbyquokka]

a garden of flowers

– in which yn gets a special tattoo !!

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 | hwang hyunjin x gender-neutral reader

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 | fluff – 18+ is strongly advised!

𝐂𝐖 | platonic relationship, trans masc reader (FTM), tattoo artist hyunjin, top surgery scars – if i have labelled anything incorrectly/missed warnings pls lmk!

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 | 1.5k ~ ( 1,514 )

𝐀/𝐍 | i got sent a video a while ago (i cant find it now, sad) so i wrote a lil something that was inspired by the video. don’t forget to leave feedback, reblog and tell me what you think here. curious as to what is next? here is my wips list! i hope you all enjoy! ‹3

m.list — you can also read it on my ao3

dont repost. dont translate. minors, ageless & default blogs; dni! feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

“hi. i heard you do specific tattooing.” you smile at the employer. he looks up at you, tattoos decorating his muscular arms and fingers, pierced nose and lip with a stretched ear. he smiles at you warmly and nods.

“that's us! each employee does specific art and tattooing as well as piercings. anything you want in particular?”

“i don't have an idea for the design per say but i have a relatively big scar that i want incorporated into the tattoo.”

the employee hums and nods as he listens to you, soaking up all the information. his curly hair falling in front of his eyes which causes him to have to push his hair back every five seconds, revealing an eyebrow piercing and a small face tattoo above the brow that you didn't notice at first glance.

“and where is the scar, if i might ask?”

“my chest.”

“ok! we have the perfect employee for that. give me a sec.” you nod, thanking him as you watch him walk to the back room, jumping as his loud voice bellows out through the store.

“hyunjin! customer for ya!!”

“jesus changbin! do you have to shout?” the man named hyunjin comes out of the back room, rubbing his temples. hair long and dyed black with streaks of red. half up, half down. eyeliner lining his lower water line, septum pierced and a few tattoos dotted on his skin. “you're going to scare the customers.”

“please. they love it when i shout.” changbin smirks and winks cheekily, causing hyunjin to blush faintly and gently push him. “and i know you do too. you love it when i’m vocal.”

“fuck you, binnie.” 

“you wish.” 

hyunjin rolls his eyes before approaching you. he clears his throat before extending out his hand to shake.

“hello. i'm hyunjin.”

“hey hyunjin. i'm yn.”

“so yn, tell me about this tattoo design?”

“well, i don't have an idea per day but i do have a scar across my chest that i want to incorporate.” hyunjin nods.

“well, you've come to the right store. i specialize in tattoos that are centred around scars whether that be cover ups or something else. if you don't mind, i would like to brainstorm some ideas with you and do a few doodles.”

“sounds perfect!” you grin.

“great. right this way.”

hyunjin and you spend an hour or so brainstorming ideas. you showed him your chest scar, specifically telling hyunjin what you’ve visioned, however, you want the end design to be a surprise to you. you were a  little worried about showing hyunjin your scar but, much to your relief, he didn't judge. in fact, it seemed like he didn't care at all.

“can i ask you a personal question?” hyunjin asks as he drags the tattoo needle along your chest. you wince a little in pain, taking a few deep breaths before speaking. 

“go ahead.” hyunjin wipes away the ink with some tissue before returning back to tracing the outline.

“how did you get this scar?”

“top surgery.” 

“oh! i see. how was that?”

“fucking scary but so so worth it.”

“oh really?”

“yes. to wake up from surgery to look down and see that my boobs have gone, was a huge relief to me.”

“how was it? the whole process and whatnot?”

“lonely.”

“lonely? why?” hyunjin's eyebrows furrow together.

“ever since i told my friends and family that i'm transgender, they just left.”

“that's pretty shitty of them.”

“well, people fear what they don't know. knowledge is power and when people are met with something that's unknown or unfamiliar to them, they run away in fear because they don't understand. i would have happily educated them but… yeah.”

“how did you know that you’re trans? sorry if this is too personal by the way. please stop me if i'm overstepping.” you laugh softly and shake your head.

“no, it's ok. honestly, i wish more people like you would ask.” you look up at the ceiling as hyunjin tattoos you. “i guess i've always known from such an early age but because i was young, i didn't understand why i wasn't like all the other girls that were interested in dolls and make-up and disney princesses.”

“what were you interested in?”

“the standard boy stuff. diy, football, mud, eating worms. i liked shorts and t-shirts, not dresses and ballet shoes. as i got older though, i understood a lot more. told my parents and they told me it was just a phase. well, they made me believe it was just a phase.”

“fuck. that's rough..”

“well, the whole process has been rough. months and months of waiting to be seen by doctors. appointments after appointments. a huge waiting list just for T. and to top it off, mental health issues.”

“i assume knowing you're in the wrong body fucks with your mind; to put it politely of course.” you laugh and nod your head.

“pretty much, yes. looking in the mirror and seeing that my hair and face was changing, y'know facial hair and my voice getting deeper was good but then when i strip naked, look down and see i have boobs and a vagina, it's just heartbreaking. it takes a toll on your mind.”

“why do you want me to incorporate the scar instead of covering it?”

“because i'm not ashamed of it. it's part of my journey. i want to show it off and, even though i do miss my breasts in a weird way, i'm proud of myself for making it this far and for being strong. i'll never be ashamed or hide who i am now because i've spent years hiding and feeling ashamed.”

“i like you yn. you're strong and know what you want in life.”

“thank you, hyunjin. it means a lot to me.” you smile softly at him as he grins at you, eyes crinkling at the corners.

“so, are you done now? with your breasts gone and whatnot?”

“maybe. maybe not. i've been debating about bottom surgery but it costs twice as much as top and well, it's a whole new thing to get used to. i'm completely transforming my intimate area for something new and unknown. in a way, yes i do want bottom surgery but i know i'll be alone during the process.”

“i'll come with you.”

“what..?”

“i'll come with you. i'll hold your hand and be there for you, whether you decide to do it or not.”

“hyunjin, we barely know each other. you're a tattoo artist that’s tattooing my chest.”

“ok. and? i like you yn. platonically of course however, i can't deny this strong connection that pulls me to you. hearing your story, i want to protect you and be the friend that you've always wanted and deserved. you shouldn't have to face something that's this big alone.”

“it's just surgery, hyunjin..”

“yes but it's a major thing to you so you deserve to have someone there by your side. to have a familiar face to wake up to.”

“and if i don't decide on the surgery?”

“then i still want to be that familiar face to wake up to.”

“hyunjin, i–”

“look–” hyunjin turns the tattooing machine off and looks at you. “whether you decide to get bottom surgery or not doesn't make you any less of a person. you're still you and you should look back on all the great achievements and be proud. masculinity shouldn't tackle or dominate you, you dominate masculinity besides, gender is fluid these days so be what you want to be. just as long as you are happy, healthy and comfortable then who gives a shit.”

tears roll down your cheeks slowly. you wipe them away with the back of your hand as you sniffle, hyunjin smiling softly at you before finishing up the tattoo.

“thank you.. i needed that.”

“we all need that extra love, regardless.”

a comfortable silence falls upon you both. the buzzing sound of the machine tattooing your skin being the only thing ringing in your ears. one hour later and hyunjin turns off the machine before gently wiping the extra ink off your skin.

“ready! want to see it?”

“fuck yes!” hyunjin laughs before standing up. you follow suit, following him to the full length mirror.

you gasp in awe and shock as you look at your new chest tattoo. flowers of various shapes and sizes decorated in a line along your scar. butterflies and bees for that extra touch and design. 

“holy fuck.. thank you. thank you so so much hyunjin. i love it.” tears well in your eyes before falling down your cheeks. hyunjin laughs softly, his own eyes welling up.

“ah fuck, now you've got me started.” you both laugh as you wipe away tears. hyunjin wraps up your chest tattoo and tells you about aftercare. 

as you gather your belongings and walk to the door, you turn on your heel and give hyunjin a gentle and genuine smile

“thank you for today, hyunjin. it's nice to know i have someone to lean on in the future.”

[thujaa]

i was bored last september so here's Mumbo and Grian's message history (messages they've sent to each other using Grian's railway post service) during Hermitcraft season 7. i think it's cute. i may have missed some messages and i only used Grian's pov

g-Grian m-Mumbo i-Iskall ?-unknown "message" [item or action]

EP3 g-17:39 [a set of poorly enchanted diamond armor] g-21:09 "Hi mumbo dont have any books hope you like our new hobbit tunnel I shall send you random things and messages sometimes" [quartz]

EP4 g-01:32 [parrot head named "Pesky Bird"] g-10:00 or 10:32 "mumbo how do villagers work? asking for a friend" m-10:24 [coords of hermit challenges] m-22:14 "Nobody knows"

EP6 m-04:20 "I got good lol" g-04:38 "I got doors lol" [16 doors]

EP7 g-22:24 "tag 2 electric boogaloo"

EP9 i-02:25 "I took some cactus" g-11:14 "Thanks for letting me use your farm"

EP10 ?-04:34 "A MSG! (but not from mumbo :()" [12 doors and 4 shulker boxes] g-05:08 "Hi mumbo hope you are ok!!!!" g-11:09 [a stack of golden carrots named "Friendship Carrots"]

EP11 m-00:17 "Appreciate ya :)" [14 anvils "Heard you want anvils", 8 stacks of rockets "Rockets of reunion", a diamond block "to my old chum"]

EP13 m-09:45 [26 cod fish "Some kippers for you"] m-11:48 "We play now :)" [started a game of tic-tac-toe in a book]

EP14 m-00:00 [they continued to play tic-tac-toe in the book] m-16:22 [mumbo's sent himself to grian to announce that he was moving out of his hobbit hole]

EP15 m-02:09 [they continued to play tic-tac-toe in the book]

EP17 09:57 [grian's showed the amount of spam he'd sent to mumbo]

EP18 m-14:58 "Thanks :)" [the tic-tac-toe game is over, Grian let Mumbo win]

EP27 m-21:10 "Commercial Done lol" [a music disk "mumboForMayor_Final_Final_LASTB.mp4"]

EP61 g-01:39 "I miss you - G"

EP77 g-05:30 "Shall we go and visit our son?"

[kkinou]

lee juyeon - confession and oblivion

genre/tw: fluff, swearing

shy/awkward juyeon and fem!reader

word count: 0.4k

->💌

taking the rose in your hand, you look back up to the boy who has his head down, facing his shoes. in the corner of your eye, you see what seems to be his group of friends poking their heads around the corner of the back wall of your school, cheering him on. you cant help but laugh at the nervous aura of the boy.

juyeon has always been quite oblivious to your liking towards him. while hyunjae always claimed you were looking at him “like you were in love with him”, juyeon would insist there was nothing going on between you two. even after you asked him to the school dance, he would still insist it was just that you didnt want to go alone while your friends all had dates. in the end, you couldnt help but feel like giving up. maybe he just didnt like you back. you two became more distant as your ‘good morning <3 ’and ‘good night x’ messages disappeared. you might have thought this didnt bother juyeon, but you were entirely wrong. you found him poping up randomly around you and despite how awkward he was, he always tried his best to keep up a conversation. Now it was you who received messages like;

Juyeon🤍

“ good night !” sent 23:14

“ sorry if i woke you up, i didnt mean to” sent 23:15

“ i’ll see you tomorrow in school!” sent 23:19

“ you know that” sent 23:26

“ unless you’re sick” sent 23:31

“ please dont be sick” sent 23:31

“ not that i would hate you or something” sent 23:34

“I just want to see you tomorrow” sent 23:35

“ not in a creepy way “ sent 23:36

“ i just really like being near you” sent 23:38

“ not in a weird way again” sent 23:38

“ i give up” sent 23:39

“ goodnight “ sent 23:40

“ x “ sent 23;58

in a matter of days, you were back to being inseparable. even juyeon could see the way you looked at him now. He would catch your stares and watch as your face would flush pink whenever you got caught. both of your friends constantly tried to get either of you two to confess, but neither of you were confident enough to do it. that was until juyeon finally decided to confess. 

after looking down at the rose once more, you throw your arms around him, hugging him and whispering in his ear;

“I like you too, dumbass” 

im going to live by the motto ‘nobody’s first work is their favourite’ as this is most definitely not my favourite. i’m decided to post this as i was to get rid of my nervousness when posting my story’s as i’m insecure 😍 anyways hope you enjoyed and i’d appreciate any feedback or interactions you se fit!!

thank you~~~~~ 💕

[deedala]

🌛Weekly Tag Wednesday - Sleepover Edition!🌜

Yay! Thanks for cooking up this game and tagging me @mybrainismelted! And @creepkinginc and @lingy910y I'm stoked for this sleepover 😜✨ ------------- Ok pocket friends, tonight we are having a sleepover!  So grab your pj’s, your teddy bears, and your fuzzy slippers, and let’s have some fun!

Name: deanna🌱

Location:  o HI o 🌽

We’ll start with some easy ones! Is there a celebrity you think you look like?  If so, who:  not a single one. no one has ever compared me to anyone either so i'm pretty sure i just dont have one of those faces 😆

Do you still have stuffed animals in your bed?  yessss. i have a big brown bear that i call Grizz (after Grizz from we bare bears) and a mini-squishmallow, the pink cuckatoo whose name is something else but i call her Birdie 🧸

Who is your celebrity crush?  iunno like ALL of them?? haha i guess currently i'm very much in my super appreciating Rahul Kohli and Kate Siegel era 😍

Have you ever accidentally sent a naughty message to the wrong person? very recently i accidentally texted the gallavich scenes youtube link of the dock scene to my brother-in-law instead of to my bestie. please note the youtube thumbnail that loads in messages is ian and mickey eating each others faces. im still not okay after that one.

Have you ever snorted your drink out your nose on a date?  nah not on a date

Have you ever peed in a public pool?  as little kid? yeah probably lol?? And we will close it out with some Shameless Characters Bang/Marry/Kill: Ian/Mickey/Kev: Bang Mickey, Marry Ian, Kill Kev Fiona/V/Svetlana: Bang Fiona, Marry V, Kill Svet

Frank/Kermit/Tommy: Bang Frank, Marry Tommy, Kill Kermit (theres no winning this one okay?)

Karen/Mandy/Sandy: Bang Sandy, Marry Mandy, Kill Karen

Jimmy/Sean/Gus: Bang Sean, Marry Jimmy, Kill Gus

Thanks for coming to my sleepover! Hope you had fun, we are having banana pancakes for breakfast. ------------ Yay thanks!! I'm gonna share my banana pancakes🥞🥞🥞 with the following little nuggets! @darlingian @michellemisfit @too-schoolforcool @heymrspatel @gardenerian @gallawitchxx @metalheadmickey @mickeysgaymom @scurvgirl @themarchg1rl @mmmichyyy @juliakayyy @sleepyfacetoughguy @suchagallabitch @jrooc @sam-loves-seb @spoonfulstar @crossmydna @tanktopgallavich @palepinkgoat @sickness-health-all-that-shit @gofionaonthem @thepupperino @purplemagpie @suzy-queued @energievie @rereadanon @transmickey @mikhailoisbaby @tsuga-of-mars @auds-and-evens @ardent-fox and YOU #💟

[dropitlikeapeong]

Waiting for You: Chapter 2-

But why?

Genre: more angst (kinda.. it could've been worse)

CW: Swearing(and lots of it). Seeuns a jerk (a little bit!). mentions of food. Y/n's probably getting fired. mentions of jealousy. suggestive mentions (makeouts, hickeys and love bites) NONE are happening in this chapter, they're only mentioned.

This chapter is not as angsty and sad as it could've been, and thats okay because I still got the next few chapters to torture you with :D

This one's a bit longer than the last one so woohoo. I apologize for any spelling mistakes (my eyesight is a joke) if im forgetting to add something in the cws, please let me know and i hope ya'll enjoy.

Likes, reblogs and comments are very appreciated.

"Let's break up."

"we're done, y/n."

"I don't want us, anymore"

"we're done."

"Goodbye Y/n."

Not a single explanation given, he just simply let you know that it was over, and left. Instead of an evening that usually ends with watching yours and his favourite shows on netflix with some snacks, cuddling and a little makeout in between, your evening ended with you crying yourself to sleep wondering what went wrong. Sadly the world won't stop spinning solely for your heartbreak, and you are very much still needed at work today.

Having slept through the alarms your now ex-boyfriend always set for you, you are forced get up by the several incoming calls and texts from your supervisor and your coworkers. After your phone finally stops vibrating, you sit up in your bed to scroll through the many texts from your friends, Jiwoo and Hana;

Jiwoo: WHERE TF ARE YOU?!- sent 06:18

Jiwoo: you were the last one to leave work last night, you have the office keys now we can't get in- sent 06:20

Jiwoo: also we agreed yesterday you're in charge of the picking up the boys' food, im driving them to the photoshoot- sent 06:21

Jiwoo: and no i will not switch shifts with you again- sent 06:21

Jiwoo: BITCH ISTG- sent 06:52

Jiwoo: we got a spare key. thanks for nothing asshole.- sent 07:05

Well... Jiwoo's mad. You'll have to make it up to her later, and from the looks of it, Hana as well.

Hana: If you value your job, get your ass over here quickly. I can only stall Manager Park for so long- sent 07:52

Hana: and no i'm not gonna tell them you're calling in sick- sent 07:52

Hana: Youre on the meal shift, you not allowed to call in sick today- sent 07:53

Hana: IF YOU DONT PICK UP THE FCUKING CALL ISTG- sent 07:58

Hana: lol, tried to save ya, Manager Park is pissed.-sent 08:14

Hana: And youre on meal shift tomorrow as well since jiwoo had to get the boys' coffee today. YOURE WELCOME.- sent 08:15

hana: AND youre the one who promised the maknaes brownies today, not us, so have fun explaining to them why they arent getting any today- sent 08:18

Hana: im mad at you in case you cant tell.-sent 08:18

Aside from the spam of your upset friends, your main motivator to get into the shower was a singular text from Manager Park letting you know that if you didn't show up at work today, to not bother showing up tomorrow. Or the next day. Or the day after that.

So you rush through your shower routine, grab your bags and your keys and a fruit on your way out of your home, to at least try and salvage this day, and not piss off your friends or your other colleagues even more.

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While driving to work, your thoughts end up drifting back to last nights events. When Seeun broke your heart and left you crying on your living room floor.

Later today one of the staff that were aware of your relationship would be coming around to pick up anything and everthing of his that he might have left in your apartment, during your one year relationship.

'It's for the best' he says. Best for who? Him? Did the CEO find out about you then tell him to end things? that would make sense, however with how clingy he was toward you at work and in front of everyone, it was quite difficult to keep your relationship secret, even from the CEO himself.

After he caught Seeun trying to sneak into one of the supply closets with you, you were both called into his office for a very important discussion about "fraternization in the workplace". He'd given you both a stern yet kind warning that if anyone outside of the company found out found about this, it'd mean a lot of trouble, especially for you, so you needed to be careful.

'Guess there's no need to worry about that anymore.' you thought to yourself.

You make a stop at the sandwich bar across the company to pick up the boys' lunch as well as the brownies you promised, even though you told them you'd bake them yourself, you were unfortunately too preoccupied with dealing with heartbreak their friend caused. Hopefully they'll understand right? Of course they wouldn't they didn't even know you two were a thing. Wait, maybe that's his issue;

What if he saw you with someone else? Maybe thats why!

Could he have seen you with another guy and overthought the situation? You obviously have some male coworkers that you chat with sometimes, but your conversations are always respectful. Even if someone does flirt with you, you always kindly let them know you're not interested.

Him worrying about you leaving for another guy seems highly unlikely, but not impossible. He does tend to have a bit of a jealous streak, epsecially when comes to you being around his bandmates.

With the job of prepping their equipment and clothing for performances, Bringing them their food and drinks and driving them to their many different events since their debut, it's no surprise that you'd eventually grow close to the ten boys. it is how you and Seeun started dating after all, but considering that could get you into an insane amount of trouble, your relationship with him remained a secret, even from the rest of the group.

That secretiveness unfortunately made some of other members comfortable enough to have some flirty conversations with you.

Its kinda suprising how neither of them even suspected you two, with how Seeun would constantly be caught staring daggers at Hunter for constantly offering to take you out on a date after dance practice. Considering Hunter's personality, you know he's probably joking, but it still didn't stop your boyfriend from angrily muttering about how he needed to back off, because you're his and his only.

I mean, at least you were.

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Finally you arrive at the company just in time to deliver lunch to the boys. Once you reach their practice room they're all lying on the floor sprawled out, in different corners of the studio. Jiwoo continues packing up their sound equipment not even sparing you a glance, still very much upset from this morning. You'll have to buy her lunch later to make up for it.

They're all too exhausted from rehearsals to pay any attention to you, so you figure you can sneak in, leave them their food and sneak back out unnoticed, but today is just not your day.

"Y/NNIE!!", is all you hear before a strong pair of arms wrap around you and lift you off the ground, squeezing you tightly.

So much for sneaking out unnoticed.

"Hunter, I can't breathe." He gives you one last squeeze before setting you on your feet again, smiling down at you.

"Where were you this morning? We missed you!" Yujun asked while rummaging through the bag of food you brought.

Now everyone's eyes are on you as you try to explain your absence from this morning but your wonderful ex pipes up before you can even speak.

"Who's 'we'?" he scoffed, while the other members laughed, your smile dropped as you tensed at his response.

Right. He always had to tease you a little to make sure his favoritism of you wasn't too obvious, although according to Hyunwoo, it only makes it more obvious that he likes you, hence everyone just laughing off his comment. Even you would just laugh off his antics knowing he'd give you all his hugs and kisses later, as an apology in case he was a little too mean.

But after last night's conversation, today's joke isn't really that easy to laugh off.

"So Y/n, where were you-Are you crying?" Yechan asks and now everyone is moving in closer to see what was wrong with you. When did you start crying? You quickly wipe at your face but Seeun grabs your wrist, his other hand moving up to as if to caress your cheek, him looking down at you with concern with concern in his eyes, that concern disappears immediately, as he laughs in your face.

"Wait are you really crying?" he sneered. What is this?

This is not his usual teasing, he's really just trying to hurt you.

But why? Why is he being like this?

"Aw, Y/nnie you know I'm just joking, no need to be a baby about it-" he goes to ruffle your hair but you instinctively slap his hand away from you.

He looked a bit shocked at your actions but that expression quickly changed into a mocking smirk.

"Woah, calm down, why are you being so moody today?"

"Y/n just had a bad morning guys, we all have those don't we?" jiwoo spoke up. You weren't really expecting her to defend you after her texts from this morning, but you were grateful nonetheless.

"Yay! You brought the brownies!" the exchange between you two is quickly forgotten as the rest of group rushes off to where Yujun is holding the box of brownies.

"Hey, these are store-bought you said you'd bake them-"

"Who cares, I want one!"

"Hey! hEY- DON'T EAT ALL OF THEM! We're supposed to share!!"

While they all bickered over the bags of food, you backed away silently trying to make your way to the door, but bumped into someone, you turn around to see Seeun glaring at you.

"Watch where you're going idiot." He muttered walking over to where the rest of members were already sitting down and eating, leaving a dull ache in your chest.

What was his problem? Why was he acting as if you're the one who hurt him?

You were tempted to ask but Jiwoo grabbed your arm and dragged you towards the door.

"We need to go see Manager Park right now, but we'll be back in a few minutes. Enjoy your lunch guys!"

Once the door is shut, you are then dragged off to yours and Jiwoo's shared office.

"I thought we had to go to Manager Park-"

"Yes. You do. In an hour or so;"

She then shoves you into your chair and stares at you expectantly.

"I know you're probably so mad at me right now- and you have every right to be-"

"-Apology accepted. You'll pay for my lunch later. Now onto more pressing matters, what's up with you and Seeun? You guys were so tense just now! Did you guys fight or something?"

You roll your eyes and sigh at her nosiness. You had planned on keeping the relationship a secret from her and Hana as well, but they put two and two together when you had gone into his dressing room to 'help him with his stage outfit', and came back with hickeys littered on your neck and collar, and bite marks on your shoulders and chest(you probably shouldn't have worn a sleeveless top that day).

Although there was a lot of concern about how things could easily go very wrong with this, they were still very happy for you and being the good friends they were, they promised not to tell a single soul.

"We broke up." Her mouth fell open, with her eyes widened in shock.

"Uh.. O-Okay?? Why??" She asked incredulously.

You shrugged, wishing you knew that answer as well.

"Jeez so that's why he's been so sour this morning, you broke his heart!" she says slapping your arm lightly and you narrowed your eyes her.

"First of all; He broke up with me-"

"-The fuck? Why?"

"Beats me." you leaned back into your chair closing your eyes.

"Well shit, then what the heck was he mad at us for?" you sat back up at that.

"He got mad at you guys?" she nodded and sat on you desk.

"He was so snappy with everyone this morning, no one knew what his deal was."

Before you could ask her for more information, the door opened and Hana rushed in, slightly out of breath.

"Manager Park is looking for you- and wants to see you in the practice room. Right now."

"Me? I thought he wanted to see me in hour-"

"-Change of plans. He wants to see you now and i suggest you move fast, cause he seemed pissed."

Shit.

"We all come late from time to time- hell even he was late too last week- he can't still be mad about that right?" Jiwoo asked trying to reassure you even though she seemed just as worried as you. Hana shrugged and looked at you.

"You coming?"

You exhaled deeply and stood up, following her to the the practice room.

Time to face the music.

<previous chapter :: next chapter>

[kaiserkisser]

mutuals appreciation post <333

hello, everyone. this is my end of year mutuals appreciation post to thank each and every one of you here, who has put up with me enough to be friends with me. I simply can't put it into words how much I love yall and how much im grateful to all of you for being here, but I'll still try. I wish all of you a very very happy new year ❤

@delusina kaz, thank you. thank u sm for everything. you were my first mutual and i love you sm for that. almost all the friends i have right now, they're thanks to you. i still remember sending you cat pics every week in the beginning (im sorry i forgot to continue that 😭) and you and vi are the reason ✿❀ anon exists <3 ilysmm <333

@floraldresvi VIVI. ILYSM. ik ive already sent you a new year ask but still i can never express my appreciation for you enough <3 thank you sm vi for literally always being there for me, and i hope i can return the favor whenever you need :) i lovelovelove seeing you in my notifs :)) also baivi rules <333

@chosokisser mai my bbg my love /p again, ive already mesaaged you, but still, im so glad i have you in my life. if you need absolutely anything, if you just wanna talk to smn, or anything, ill always be here. in fact, we can even commit arson together if you want :DD and remember that me and choso adore you to heaven and back <333

@haithamvoid again, thank you sm for being friends with me. <33 im literally so glad for the day i opened tumblr to find mai forcing us to socialize XD we seem to have a bunch of shared interests and i remember the times we sent each other a bunch of kaiser (and gojo??) pics ehehe (also if you play genshin then on which server-)

@damyoujackson uhm thank u sm for being my irl bestie. I mean it. honestly i dont think ive actually had a friend i clicked with as much as i did with you in a long time. ik its probably not easy putting up with someone weird like me so erm tysm.. in all seriousness im really glad we're friends <33 ( we do NOT talk abt this in school OKAY.) (<- me being awkward)

@noomon you are an absolutely amazing, warm and pleasant person to be around! (And i love your aesthetic too omg) anyways you're very caring and nice and i always perk up whenever i see you in my notifs or inbox <33

@mikacynth mikaaa its been agesss i hope you're doing alright and uni is treating you well </3 again, one of my first mutuals that i interacted with bc you were a 'mutual in law' of mine hehe :) you're also an awesome and fun person to be around, so remember that me and kaeya love u <333

@yinyinggie yingg! You're such a big blog, so thank you sm for interacting with me! you're totally wonderful, and im so glad i got to participate in the ebg hosted by you hehe that was SO much fun <333(and it hurt my heart too but nvm-) anyways ilysmm <33

@alexisomnias aaah alexisss we dont interact much these days but still, i love you so so much, you are someone i always love seeing on my dash or in my notifs <3 and i adore alekav too its so cutee <333

@kitorin omg yes soutaa you're another person who shows up on my dash often and i love that you do <3 i hope you dont mind all the times ive tagged you in smth ahshshdhb i also always smile whenever i see u in my notifs so thank u smm for being moots with me <33

also to @ilyuu @m1shapanda @supernova25 @chooodles @camvrin @meidnightrain we havent interacted much this year, but ive loved seeing you guys often on my dash so i hope we interact more this next year <333 please dont mind me tagging you dhshsh

Happy New Year to all of you!!!! I hope you all have all the joys of the world and that all your wishes get fulfilled, because you guys totally deserve it 💕

I found a little something too here that i wanted to share with all of you since i thought you guys might like it <333

[trashbins-stuff]

Hello. I have seen that you have been tagged by @neobixiscool on one of their posts. I am planning to make a rant post on them. If you can provide some background info and your side of the story, that would be great. If you feel uncomfortable discussing this, that's ok. Have a good day/evening.

rub hands together like flies. my time has come/silly 😋😋

and thank you for coming to me :3 i appreciate it/gen also i get to go all cabby on this hehe

oh and, im not really hurt-hurted by them, i feel like mocha (mochablogger), liam (moonmxple) and mac (blairdrawzstuff) are most affected. They did have a book with my character in it but in a different universe or something (without my consent nor credit btw). Anyway under the cut is my observant. Honestly i think i might have jsut make the rant post for you lmao hrgbnhe 😭😭

the background/before:

mocha was working on a little story and xe said we could be in it! so obviously me and my friends signed up for the fun, not really expecting anything, the story was called "The Traumatized Cup", thats when we first meet him.

In one of the chapter mocha had introduced rubix, at first i didnt really think much about him, i was just aware of his presence, i do notice him and mocha started to become friends and i thought that was great :)

something that you should probably contact cuppy for more info:

so rubix (or according to rubix, "jasp" was roleplaying) and mocha were friends on facebook, and they roleplayed there i think, this i just know but apparently he said crap about liam (mocha's platonic partner and my best friend). Mocha is very sensitive and even in roleplay xe's still uncomfortable with what rubix said

"bezel's" divorce headcanon (and possible influence on further problems):

i heard people talked about it but never knew where it came from, but thne i found out and,,

tdlr; 1st one is about mocha and rubix, i dont know if mocha consent to it. 2nd one is uh a bit weird i i guess like he could have ask facemoji to make another one ;-;. 3rd ah yes the divorce that i had heard about!/vneg

rubix said bezel forced him into making the 1st one, even if thats true, rubix said the divorce was bezel's headcanon but hes the one that decided to post the 3rd one ("okay i asked facemoji again..")

seem kinda sus not gonna lie..but what do i nose right :-)

bezel probably influence more but even after all these months im still not sure if he really did do those things, idk lul, it is pretty weird that bezel's blog was a sideblog though (liam told me)

heres a bunch of words with link attach, those r my opinions lmao:

these u can just click to read so i hope thats okay

on wattpad he have a book in which he painted mocha, hazel and blair as manipulative (admittedly his writing was good, he could have used it for something different though)

he also uses some of our characters (such as mocha cuppy, hazel, blair, harp, blueberry, winter, bin (mine btw), seedling, galaxy journal,...etc) he did the delete that book tho, anyway heres more screenshot proof (credit @moonmxple )

mocha asked liam and neobix said its cringe

i remember this one also

the one where he tried to ban pet name and online dating (in 2023) (check the comment and other reblogs also theres alot, its practically a goldmine/silly)

and can i say he barely knows our friend group? like sure he knows mocha but hes trying to fit into our group (very poorly)

please read what cass wrote in the comment (thanks cass for speaking out about it ily)

the ask i sent him

NOT to get all bitchy here but mocha blocked you therefore you literally dont appear anywhere on xer dash, you're out of xer life and xe had no reason to pester you, not everything has to be about mocha. You guy's relationship (or supposedly lack there of) had change but honestly? thats okay they dont have to like the same people that they liked yesterday. You might think you know that's them but it wasnt, mocha in real life is kinder and better than the version inside of your head and they're happier now and its so sad that you cant see (because you're blocked)

and again, not everything has to be about YOU

he also made it all about HIM like excuse me ???? can i not complain for little bit without you coming in and nag about your problem ??? if you're suffering go talk to someone dont talk to online strangers ??? :)))???????

bro cant even read a long paragraph post like go back to elementary school lmao, also reporting ppl just because they use their right to not forgive you is such a sore loser move, it make you sound like petty six year old (also max be spitting facts tho)

bro brought out HIS right (reporting mocha, which he actually cant do if he doesnt have a valid reason) while ignore MOCHA's right (not forgiving him, which isnt a valid reason for him to report xem). The definition of petty is literally complain way too much about unimportant things that could have and should have ended already

"you dont have to relate to everything you see on the internet, somethings are simply not about you" :)

did you know that to report someone you have to click alot of buttons??

common salad W &lt;3333

oh yeah, this doesnt have links but jasp/neobix is being so casual abt bezel's death but also uses it as a way to make people feel bad for getting upset with what he did

Sorry for playing the dickhead role, but you wouldn't be laughing if you knew how we felt about every single one of you. (why it sound serious all the sudden lol)

why i still doubt (uh and heads up, galaxy brush, kodu, cuppy,..others who think @/rubixisanidi0t was saying the truth, im not saying he isnt but you cant blame me for not trusting can you? please skip this part if you're sensitive):

naw so if this was suppose to be jasp then whats jasp motive lmao :/..he dont gain anything from this + who tell people their secret plan publicly?? + how did jasp know about rubixs hallucination?? rubix please dont tell such personal things to jsut your friends and please just talk to an adult in real life. And jasp, dont let these kind of things on the internet its not safe/srs

this is just straight up weird and also why did neobix/jasp said "old friend" like hes rubix?? when he supposedly told rubix and i quote "yeah.. Soo.... This person named @/mochablogger seemed like some cool person, and when I tried to talk with them... Nothing happened, so when I figured they didn't care... It all happened at once." neobix/jasp and mocha werent even friend to begin with why was he SO obssess over getting mochas forgiveness when they supposedly barely interact much??

aint it a bit weird how this is supposedly jasp/neobix but why would they make this video??? it???doesnt make any sense?? and like were rubix and jasp still good friend??? why wood bezel make jasp of all people do it??? unless yk

HOL UP, WAIT A MINUTE..if rose jelly dated rubix but rubix tunred out to be jasp then..WHO IS ROSE JELLY ACTUALLY DATING??????

if @/neobixiscool is suppose to be jasp then how did he get a screenshot for a show rubix was making???

i translated it and head up. it has death threat in it

you know, if someone stole my account and ruin my reputation i wouldnt be following them and be mutuals with them :)

i appreciate him saying hell save us but like..why would @/neobixiscool linked the real rubix's yt and discord knowing full well that the real rubix was there and could told joiners the truth??? that seem kinda dumb ngl also on the channel you can find a video called "waitng for forgiveness" which @/neobixiscool had talked about. and lets do a bit of timing here, if rubix really was telling the truth and havent been on social media since his alst post on @/rubixcuix (last posted in august) and the divorce arc and the roleplay thing and EVERYTHING had started in september, and if the yt belonged to rubix, then he shouldnt have known that mocha didnt forgive him and make that video????? bc he wasnt suppose to be there since august??? bc if anything he shouldnt be waiting for forgiveness bc if jasp really did steal his tumblr account then its not his fault?? like i find it absoltuely HILARIOUS that the evidence agaisnt what rubix said was on both the account @/neobixiscool AND @/rubixisanidi0t's PINNED post?? and it boggles my mind how no one talks abt this???/lh/nm i mean its quite obvious maybe im jsut really observant though idk

if you got your account stolen and jasp supposedly brought back a wattpad book, i dont think you should be continuing it?? and didnt you said your reported him on wattpad?? on the same account where the book is?? why are you acting like "yes i did promise them this and im fully aware of what happen even though i supposedly havent been here since august and i will continue this book" has it hit you?

uh yeah so these are just my silly little takes, but hey! what do i nose? :-)

[lunarkittenn]

I want to rant to the void and I’m really not trying to bait msgs or advice. This can be ignored lol

like I wish people would read a fucking room

Am I single? Yeah. That doesn’t mean I fucking want to flirt with anyone. And why do people use it as a fucking in to try and talk to me “ohhh I’m so sorrryyy I’m here if you neeeed anything” and then the next day “hey cutie” like ??? Absolutely fuck off, thanks

And the spamming I’m getting is killing me. This dude I know from league (we’ve been friends for years and he’s always been kinda unhinged but not toooo bad, or at least I used to have more energy) sent me 30 texts in probably 5 minutes. I have NEVER made any inclination that I ever wanted to be more than friends. But as soon as he found out I was single ? “When are you getting online ;) I don’t even want to play league I just want to flirt with you ;) are you asleep rn? ;)” like it’s KILLING MEEEE and I don’t want to block!! We were good friends at one point!! I’ve already lost a few people this year and it’s only February!!! I had to block a friend who was once close because I couldn’t take how fucking sad baiting he was. He was always woe is me, problems problems, and this is coming from ME who’s literally always on my fucking tumblr complaining ab problems 😭😭😭 but fuck. I don’t do it in my day to day life????? Or I try not to. And he would do it over any little thing or try and out “my life sucks” me. Like bro go ahead and win I don’t want that award.

And then I have msgs coming from every platform I’m on or message requests with voice messages from dudes I have never met saying my fucking name “hey Deanna :) you must be busy and didn’t get my message” like ??? NO I DID I JUST DONT FUCKING KNOW YOU ????? I DONT WANT TO KNOW YOU ???? I am a fucking human being not a free for all holy shit!! I should be allowed to be on social media (which I don’t go on that often) without being harassed or pressured into talking to people!!!

MY DAD HAS A TERMINAL ILLNESS BRO and not just any terminal illness but literally one of the most fucking brutal disease to go through and watch with zero cure??? Do people not like, go look it up after asking me what my dad has??? It doesn’t even have actual medicine LOL I sit and watch my dad in a bed all day breathing through tubes!!!!! EVERY DAY!!!!! And guess how it ends guys???? Oh, death!!! I guarantee any fucking dude trying to hit on me only thinks I’m hot and could give a shit about my dad.

And I probably sound like I don’t appreciate any and all who reach out and support me, I do. I really do, but holy fuck, lending support is different than forcing themselves down my throat. Zero awareness, just like fucking Lucas who is the friend I had to remove from my life. He saw my brother in the store, my brother who has the SAME DAD. Lucas KNOWS WHATS GOING ON and says to my brother “yeah idk Deanna hasn’t hung out with me lately idk if I did something or she just doesn’t want to hangout” I’m ?? A full time student, I worked three jobs last semester, had a relationship to be a part of AND try and be there for my mom and dad?? You don’t even have to be super close with me to use cognitive thinking tbh, I have posted about ALS and ALS awareness multiple times. I don’t go in depth on socials but 2 + 2 is not that fucking hard.

And you know I try and send texts to friends to let them know I’m thinking of them and love them/ hope they’re doing well. I try not to be a one sided friend even when I don’t feel like having a back and forth conversation. Do you know how DRAINING it is to maintain conversations?? Especially when I’m asked the same questions that i don’t know how to answer. I love anyone who takes the time to ask about my dad, but when I’m asked how he is I really don’t know what to say. It’s a terminal illness, there is no getting better. There is just the hope that his vent doesn’t fuck up. That his oxygen concentrator doesn’t fuck up. That the tubes don’t fuck up. That he doesn’t get sick. That his mucus doesn’t choke him. Etc. etc. etc. every. Day.

And on top of that, man. I just lost who I thought was the love of my life!!! I was ghosted and blocked! And now I guess he’s trying to fuck the girl he told me not to worry about and she’s always the first to view any story I post on instagram!! We just broke up bro I cannot, It makes me feel SICK like I am trying so hard not to legit crash out 😭 I’d block her stupid ass but I don’t want her to know I care so much, tbh I don’t want her to even know I know. Thought she was slick all over Myles’ stuff for MONTHS, swiping his stories??? and he just never unfollowed her lmaooo. I look back at the absolute bullshit he did and realize if I wasn’t so wrapped up in family trauma I wouldn’t have let that shit fly. He always made me feel like I was the problem.

My female friends (and my wonderful they/them) and engaged male friends are honestly the only ones I feel safe around rn. they don’t fucking act like I’m a piece of meat lol. Even my best friend who’s a male is just sooo oblivious dude. I love him I really do but holy shit. I don’t hold it against him, or anyone. Idk I love all the people in my life but I just don’t feel safe, I don’t feel comfortable, I don’t feel seen. I feel lied to, I feel used, hurt and betrayed. I’m grieving, I’m trying to heal with a wide open scab (have you ever experienced anticipated grief while experiencing loss grief? It’s horrible, I wouldn’t recommend it)

Like, I’m sorry. I’m not, but I am. I’m angry, I have every right to be. I have only so much energy and I want to put that into my family, myself, and my small circle of friends that I am lucky enough to know and love (and be loved by). I’m not trying to push people away or cAlL aNyOnE oUt I just am so tired and overwhelmed.

It feels I’ll never love again.

I let my walls down for some dip shit dude who ended up caring more about thinking I was hot than anything else. I painted him golden because any light in this darkness seems bright. Looking back he really did put minimal effort and I confused basic things (making food with me) as if it was the best thing ever. And when I required actual relationship things, he dropped me like I was nothing and moved along with his life without a single glance back. I’m heartbroken, I don’t want anything to do with dudes. I don’t want to talk about my dad to people I rarely talk to or don’t know. Honestly I’d rather just confide in ChatGPT because it can’t use my words against me or to ever hurt me. Kinda like Myles did, especially towards the end. Weaponized every single thing he could and threw them all at me. He must have started to really hate me. The holidays are really hard for me, but I didn’t think I was that bad. I tried. I tried sooo hard. I was always self conscious about being sad and going through a lot, feeling that Myles could be with someone not tied down to something heavy. So I tried not to show my sadness as much as possible. And it still wasn’t enough. lol, what the fuck

[miraclemaya]

Hey, Miss Maya. I've always relied on externalizing information to make sense of it, and beyond just journaling, I learn way more when I can speak to someone with a better insight on a topic than I. As a cis woman, whose two (2) friends also do not experience transmisogny,,, when I come across different discussions being shared amongst trans women online, I both lack the perspective that would make it easier to follow along with those conversations, and lack anyone in my life who I can hash it out with.

So, I've sent you some asks this past year (thank you for your time, as always), hoping to learn your perspective on these topics so that I walk away being a little less ignorant; I've tried to keep what you've said in mind when those topics cross my dash again, also. In the course of me sending these asks, I've come to have more and more occasions where I go, "...wait, no, duh. I don't need to ask Miss Maya to explain this; it does make sense now that I think about it, especially since she's already spoken about [x supporting idea]"...

...and I JUST had that happen to me again, lol. So, instead of sending in my question in "just in case," or just closing the app, this time I'd like to thank you for providing a space where I feel safe enough to type out those questions at all. The fact that it now just takes me a few minutes of typing to make sense of different takes from trans gals tells me that it really... isn't... that difficult to understand their takes in the first place (go fvcking figure). I literally just didn't have a space to externalize the information until now, and I WOULDN'T if it wasn't for you letting your inbox be a place I can bring some (admittedly dumb) questions and either put the pieces together myself or get a response from you. I'm in no way entitled to such a thing, and if you ever responded to one of my asks with a "??? Shut up" I would 1200% be like "fair," but! ...yeah, just, I wanted you to know that I appreciate how welcoming and willing to engage you've been, even though you don't have to be, lol.

I'm thinking of you with gratitude and admiration in my heart (in a respectfully parasocial way) and I hope that the new year that's to come treats you kindly. Because interacting with your blog has made the past year a lot nicer for me!

aww thank you anon, this made me smile... on a semi related note, i should also take up journaling, too many thoughts in my head all the time. im glad i could help though, i dont really try to be a like informative person but i like helping people and if someone is serious about their questions i want to help if i can even if sometimes i feel deeply underqualified to answer questions dhdhdhddh

hope you have a good new year too!

[arqdyke]

hey! i'm the person who sent in the transmasc jane <3< transfem rose request and, first things first, wanted to say thank you. i've never thought of jane with those like eyeglasses strings things (no idea what they're called) but i LOVE them and he is so real. 2 me. as a janerose enjoyer.

second thing is: i've been sending in rqs for... i think since the beginning of the blog's founding? (first request was published on 9/14/22. there have been too many sent in since then to name, but. A Lot Of Requests, hehe). i just wanted to send in a thank you here.

you've done a lot of really beautiful gorgeous art on dyke-stuck. i'm really glad for the time that it's existed, and if you do decide to stop using it come november, i'm glad that you're going to be able to make that decision to stop doing something that isn't fun for you anymore. to me, dyke-stuck is about having fun, and it would really suck if it kept going even if you weren't happy with it or weren't having fun. like, i think it's better if it ends on a happy note, if that makes sense? obviously every decision up to you, and i certainly wouldnt be Upset if it continued, but like. idk. peace and love on planet earth and the health and well-being of a talented Artiste above all else, yk. thank you for everything!

(i would've sent this on dyke-stuck but your asks were closed (probably bc a Lot of people dont know what Requests R Closed means) so i sent it here instead, i hope that's okay)

staring at you with wobbly tear filled eyes. thank you so so much for sending this it means a lot!! figuring out when to end dyke-stuck has been like. on my mind since long before it even hit the one year mark but i wanted to make it at the very least that far

originally i wanted to end with a bang (hence the little event thing i did!) but all the support from it actually motivated me for a little longer lol. SPEAKING of support seriously thanks so much for like. regularly interacting and being nice all throughout the blogs lifespan :,3

your blog is one i instantly recognize the url & pfp of just bc ive seen it in my notes a lot & i really appreciate that :D! idk if im wording this all that right. dyke-stuck wouldnt have gotten even half as far as it did without all the asks, interaction, and hell the actual friends ive made off of it. peace and love on planet earth forever :3

(and yeah! asks are closed mostly so i didnt have to deal with people sending in requests despite the closedness lol. i might reopen them sometime soon but requests are probably closed to the public for a while..)