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INTRODUCING…

Here’s this random ass girl CatNap yoinked up and said “My daughter now”

or y’all could blow up my inbox with questions about her

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I love them

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PARING — Hongjoong X Reader

GENRE — Office romance, smut, fluff

WARNINGS — explicit language, smut.

SUMMARY — Two workplace rivals, constantly at each others throat and vying for dominance, a small drunken fiasco pushes the two of you into something hungry and desperate .But as the lines blur, the lines between rivalry and something deeper blur, leading to a decision that might just break more than just rules. WORD COUNT — 3.6K

She don’t really like it but she needs me, yeah. She saying she don’t really miss me, but fuck it, now I’m faded after all the things Into it - Chase Atlantic

Getting out of the parking lot and running with coffees and papers in your hands is never good on a Monday morning. You make your way to the elevator, panting and huffing as you pressed the button of your floor. As the elevator doors open you ran out to your desk and slammed everything onto it as you sighed. Your hand reaches for the coffee that’s sitting on the edge of the desk.

“Thanks for the coffee boo” A hand grabs your beloved coffee from the desk as his voice teased you from behind. “Seriously?” you groan turning to face the man, “Why are you here. It’s 7 in the morning hongjoong.” You roll your eyes as he chuckles at your annoyance. “We have briefing in 5.” Hongjoong smiled mockingly as he walked away leaving Y/n burning up. You groaned grabbing your bag and coffees as you made your way to the briefing room.

As you entered the room, you were immediately hit by a wave of tension as everyone’s head turned to you, their gazes burning into you as you went around the table, handing coffees. The only empty chair was opposite to hongjoong.

Fuck my life.

You thought to yourself as you sat down, greeting the seniors near to you. Hongjoong kicked your leg underneath the table, grabbing your attention. “What the fuck?” You mouthed at him as he smirked, “Good luck boo.” Hongjoong mouthed back throwing a wink at you as he got up and walked towards the front of the table. He took out his laptop and set up some huge PPT presentation, the title really threw you off. As he started the presentation, the sentences, the genre, the basis, it all threw you off even more. The more he talked, the more furious you got.

That son of a bitch stole your idea.

You kept your gaze pinned onto him. Every action, every word he said and every single time he looked at you mockingly set you off. You patiently waited for it to end. And once it did, you were out for him.

“What the fuck Kim Hongjoong! Not only did you steal my idea YOU PRESENTED IT INFRONT OF ME!” You yelled right after the last person walked out of the room, leaving only you and him. “In my defence you are very bad at keeping your things to yourself.” He muttered under his breath thinking you wouldn’t hear. And that really got under your skin.

Your actions got the best of you as u pushed him against a wall and grabbed his collar, choking him slightly. “You listen here you little shit. I don’t care if your the most liked, or the hottest guy I’ve ever seen but I would have even thought you would stop down so low to the fact that you would steal my idea from me and then present it in-front of me.” You growled, your face inches away from his wide eyes and parted lips. Your grip on his collar tighten as his arms slid up to your waist pulling you close. “You know it kinda hurts..” he whined softly but you couldn’t help but notice how his eyes kept drifting to your lips. You sighed softly, letting him go as you took a step back.

“I.. I’m done Hongjoong. I’m so sick and tired of you teasing and pissing me off every single day. Just leave me alone..” You snapped and walked out without saying another word. Hongjoong wanted to chase after you, tell you he was sorry. But he didn’t.

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It had been a week since your blow out on hongjoong and to be honest you didn’t feel the same. You missed the teasing, the morning shenanigans hongjoong pulled once in a while, and the stupid trick he pulled every day by taping the bottom of my mouse. Since it was a Sunday morning, you decided to go for run to ease your mind. You grabbed a pair of flared leggings and a tanker as you put on your jogger’s and exited the house.

You ran past your usual coffee shop near your workplace and parks and what not. Your mind wandered off to hongjoong no matter how hard you tried to not to until you bumped into someone. “Oh I’m so sorry!” You apologised, turning around and stunned. “Hongjoong?” You frowned taking off your headphones. “Hey y/n.. I was just about to visit you.. can we talk?” Hongjoong pleaded softly, his soft eyes meeting yours. You nodded and leaded him to the coffee shop.

The two of you sat down at a corner table, the huge cafe window open and sunlight shining through, slowly glazing your skin. Hongjoong’s eyes lingered a bit too long for which you noticed but brushed it off. “What do you want.” You inquired, your tone devoid of emotion as you crossed your arms, leaning back. “ I’m sorry Y/n.. I shouldn’t have crossed the line like that. I’m going to be honest. I pity you.” Your eyes widened at the last sentence.

“You what?!” You inquired in shock. Hongjoong chuckled at your behaviour. “You’re always leading the pitches but never got any praise. At first I thought it was because no one liked the pitches even though I found it to live up to the standard. That’s why I started teasing you.. that was the only way I could get you to try and work harder and you know improve. But I realised.. after stealing yours, no one really likes you Y/n” His gaze met yours and for once, you realised he was being dead serious.

“Ouch.” Your composure tighten, your eyes teary as you leaned into your seat. “Don’t worry boo that why I’m here. I got your back, no matter what anyone says I’ll defend you!” Hongjoong smiled widely as he leaned into your face. “How do you want me to make up for my horrible mistake?”—“I think I’m going to drink my way out of this very sudden reality check you just gave me?” You smiled unenthusiastic as you got up and walked towards the door. “You want me to drink with you?.” He asked looking down at you, his eyes full of hope. You nodded and smiled at him softly as he chuckled grabbing your hand as he guided you out of the cafe.

At home, hongjoong made peace with your comfy couch while you freshened up and brought out wine. You plopped down next to him, you thigh brushing his. A few sips in and the both of you are tipsy and touchy while a lousy drama plays in the background.

“You know I’ve always wondered.. why don’t you have a girlfriend?” You mumble, leaning against hongjoong while he holds onto your waist. “Hmm let’s see. I don’t get any?” He says giggling softly, “Oh my gosh I swear! Like it’s been so long since I’ve had sex or even kissed a guy. My last one was an absolute mess!” You giggled along with him.

“Was it that heejin guy?” Hongjoong asked. “Not heejin, Ryujin you idiot..” you laughed, smacking his shoulder. He looked at you. Not in a friendly way, his eyes dark and lusty as his hands found your waist again. “Joongie?” You asked, tilting you head slightly. “What’s wrong baby?” He pulled you closer, lips ghosting over yours making you gasp. “What are you-.” He kissed you. His hand cupping your face, pulling you in deeper. You were instantly caught off guard, but slowly moved into it kissing him back, your hands wrapping around his neck, fingers in his hair and around his collar, pulling him closer.

Hongjoong pulled you onto his lap as his hands roamed your back pulling you closer, chest to chest. You pull away from him, “Hongjoong this..this is wrong.” You whispered breathlessly. “I’ll make it right.” He pulled you in again, his tongue slipping into yours, exploring every inch of your mouth. “Bedroom?” Hongjoong asked between the kiss earning a nod from you as he picked you up and walked towards the bedroom.

Hongjoong sat you on the bed as you unbuttoned his shirt, throwing it onto the floor as he worked on your leggings. He hovered over you pinning your hands near your head as he left small hickeys down your neck. “Ohh.. joong please..” you whimpered softly. “Please what baby. Tell me what you want.” He stood up smirking down at your flustered state. “Please just fuck me.” You looked away, flushed in embarrassment as he leaned down grabbing your chin making you look up straight into his eyes. “I’ll fuck you real good sweetheart.”

Hongjoong slowly took off your shirt along with your bra, throwing it onto the floor. His mouth trailed from your neck, down to your collarbone leaving his possessive marks all over you. His tongue flicked over you hardened nipple as he suckled your bud while his hand kneaded your other breast. The whimpers filling the room as the temperature increased.

“You taste amazing baby..” Hongjoong mumbled against your skin as he moved down to your soaked panties, pushing it to the side. Hongjoong let out a moan as his eyes devoured your dripping pussy. “Have you ever been eaten out sweetheart?” Your eyes meets his. “No..” you look away, flustered. “Good. You’ll remember your first.”

Hongjoong smiled, grabbing your thighs pulling you closer and leaned in, licking a long stripe up your folds. He teased, doing puppy licks making you groan as your fingers grip his hair pulling him down, burying him into your cunt. He chuckled against it, vibrations flowing up your pussy as he began fucking you real slow with his tongue. You break apart, your back lifting off the bed as you moan his name aloud.

His eyes never left yours as you came apart on his tongue. “Ohh hongjoong..” you cry out, “Damn Y/n your already so fucked up and I haven’t even started yet.. I thought you were better than this.” He mocked you as he unbuckled his belt, pushing his pants down til his ankles. “Condom?” Hongjoong asked before starting anything, “I’m on a pill.” You breathed out.

“Very well then.” He pulled down his boxers taking out his hard cock. Your eyes widen a bit in nervousness. He was big. “What’s wrong baby? Scared I’ll break you?” Hongjoong smirked down at you as you scoffed. “Try me bitch.” You bit back, trying to reassure him of your dominance only to scream in pain as he rammed into you in one thrust, stretching you out. He waited a bit, letting you adjust to his length and started slowly.

Your whimpers and moans drove Hongjoong insane, picking up his pace as he slammed into you repeatedly. You cry out, gripping the sheets while his hands tighten around your waist, holding you in place. “ You gonna milk this cock real good yeah?” Hongjoong groaned out as his hand slithered towards your chest cupping and playing with your tits. “Joong im close!” You cry out as he smiled down at you. “Yea you wanna come? Come for me baby.” He picked his pace up faster as he continued to thrust, sending you over to the edge.

“Tightest cunt I’ve ever stretched out. Fuck your milking m’dry Y/n.” His words were enough to bring you into euphoria as you squirted all over him. He groaned as his fingers picked up some of your juices from his abdomen and brought them to his mouth, suckling at every drop without his eyes ever leaving yours. The sight made you even more turned on. “Now y/n, you’re gonna bounce on this real good yeah? Take out all your frustrations on this cock, got it?” Hongjoong said as he fell down next to you, shuffling towards the backboard of the bed frame and leaned against it as he gestured you to sit on him. You nodded slowly, climbing on top of him, positioning his tip near yours and slowly seating yourself on top of him.

Hongjoong whimpered as your hips began to move a slow pace, trying to adjust to the new position. His hands around your waist, gripping tightly as his mouth found yours, kissing you like there is no tomorrow. Your hands gripped his shoulders as you bounced on him, your breasts moving along with your pace. Hongjoong’s eyes indulged into the sight as he began thrusting back, hitting that perfect spot with his tip. You throw your head back and bit your lip down. You knew you were going to get a noise complaint after this.

“You close sweetheart?” Hongjoong moaned out, his head buried into your neck as he whimpered into your skin, slowly sucking it. “M’close” you moaned said, slowly loosing energy as he pushed you back down, your back hitting the soft mattress. “Shit baby you fuck so slow..” he mocked, lifting your leg over his shoulder as he began ramming into you hard. You scream, hands fisting the sheets, knuckles turning white. “So big…! Slow..” you blabbered mindlessly earning a gut wrenching laugh from hongjoong. “Yeah? So drunk on my cock. My little cockslut.” He smirked as you found yourself almost at your high. “Don’t come yet baby, wait for me.” He muttered, stilling thrusting.

“I- I can’t take it! Please hongjoong!” You pleaded, finally looking up at him. His gaze ate you alive, so dark and uninviting as his fingers found your neck, wrapping around it gently and pulling you up. “Your gonna take it yeah? All the attitude from you just to go soft on me now..” he chuckled pulling you closer, lips ghosting over yours again. “You’re all mine Y/n. And you gonna take every single drop from this cock, I’ll have you dripping my come for weeks.” You gasped as he spanked your pussy lightly. Hongjoong threw his head back as his thrusts gradually became sloppier. Few more thrusts and he came in you, his come painting all over your insides. He pulled out and dropped down next to you, panting and shaking.

“This was only one time.. no strings attached.. all alcohol’s doing. Right?” Hongjoong asked softly, turning to face you. “Yeah.. one time. No strings attached.” You look back at him, reassuring him.

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Months pass, one time turned into every weekend and stupid arguments turned into hot make out sessions. It got way too intense and risky for the two of you but. Did you care? Absolutely. The more you spent time with him, the more you began.. falling for him.

It started off with the teasing comments and small gestures that made you flustered. Then the praises and aftercare he provided after a long night, the breakfast he makes whenever he stays for too long and the small glances he gives you during a meeting. You couldn’t deal with it. Before you do anything stupid, your mind rang with his words,

“No catching feelings.”

Your mind scattered around, hurting even more the longer you thought about this, about him. It all made you even more tense as your hand grips the phone, fingers eager to type but hesitant.

—‘Storage in 5’

You sent, glancing up from your phone. You looked around only to catch hongjoong staring at you with his smug smirk on his lips. He got up from his chair and rushed towards the storage room. You sighed as you got up, walking towards the storage. The door pushes open as you slide in, locking it.

“What’s wrong baby? Needy for me so early?” Hongjoong’s voice echoed through the small space as you whipped around to face him. The room dimly lit, hongjoong stood leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets, his hair slicked back, eyes staring down at you. “We need to talk Hongjoong.” You bluntly said crossing your arms.

“I’m done.” You asserted, looking dead in his eyes as he frowned. “What do you mean down..? Like with us?” Hongjoong asked, his voice soft. “I’m done hongjoong. This dirty secret of ours is too much for me to handle..I have to focus on myself and I can’t with you.” You blurted out a complete lie for in-fact you cannot fucking live without being in this man’s arms every second of the day but because of how sure you were that he could not deliver his feelings back to you. You needed to end it. You gave hongjoong a last look. His eyes sharp and looking down at you with so much emotion you couldn’t make out what it was, his lips quivering as if he was trying to say something, his hands out of his pocket trying to reach out for something, for you? But you turned, back facing him as you walked out of the suffocation room and ran to the cafeteria as you panted and sighed in relief. The feeling of relief and guilt washed over you completely leaving your body empty with a void on he can fill.

Only Hongjoong.

You grabbed a plate and walked up to the self checkout counter as you scanned the menu looking for something comforting or relaxing but nothing. You lost your appetite you didn’t even know you had. As you sighed placing back the tray you bumped into someone. Fucking dumbass. You thought to yourself as you bowed down, splaying out apologies. You looked up at the person you bumped into, “Jung Wooyoung?” Your eyes widened as you smiled.

“Y/N?!” Wooyoung yelled out as he jumped into your arms hugging you so tight you couldn’t suffocate. “Woo oh my gosh! When did you get back? And why didn’t you tell me!” You smiled widely as you cling onto him, stumbling to the side along with him. “Wait you wanna go eat at our usual?” Woo asked, his eyes looking deep into yours, hoping for a yes. You nodded, giggling along with him as the two of you walked out of the cafeteria.

After a nice walk and catching up with wooyoung, the both of you got to the small homey restaurant where the you guys always went. Wooyoung walked in as he greeted everyone and ordered for you both, sitting down next to the window, having a good view of the street across from you. The food arrived, nice and hot. Your favourite comfort food with your favourite person. “Soo.. are you seeing anyone?” Woo asked as he stuffing his mouth with food. You sighed as you prepared yourself for an hour of telling him about hongjoong.

“ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING?” Wooyoung screamed, practically jumping out of his seat as his eyes widen in shock. “BITCH YOU DID ALL OF THIS WITH YOUR NUMBER ONE ENEMY JUST TO FUCK AND THEN FALL IN LOVE??” He shrieked out causing everyone to look at you guys. “I swear to god wooyoung if you don’t stop yelling I will beat your ass up.” You growled, eyes sharp and furious as he levelled down and returned back to his normal human form.

“But why’d you break it off and not tell him you’re in love with him?” Wooyoung asked as he stuffed his face with food again. “I don’t know I just.. I had a feeling he would shoot me down and reject me on stop. I mean he did say no catching feelings soo..” you added as you zoned out staring at the street. “Babe I think you should just tell him. Maybe you may not know but just maybe he’ll like you back?” Wooyoung stated as he looked out as well.

“Is that..?” Wooyoung went speechless as he notices a familiar silhouette of a man entering the shop. The man walked up to the table, grabbing the two of your attention. “Hongjoong?” Your eyes widen slightly as he pants and shakes, glaring at wooyoung. “We need to talk yeah?” He breathed out grabbing your hand, leading you outside.

“Who’s he? Your side chick?” He blurted out. “What no that’s wooyoung my old friend from high school? I told you about this joong.” — “Yeah well the touching and hugging when yall met in the cafe really looked like friends innit.. You didn’t even let me say anything in the storage room. So can I talk now or you gonna go back and enjoy your meal with him?” Hongjoong growled making you scoff. “Fine talk. Tell me what you want.”

“All the bullshit you said saying you want to focus on yourself and calling this “your dirty secret” was a lie right?” He said, catching you off guard. “Yeah I knew it. I knew it from the start. All the times I caught you staring at me and even the times I didn’t I always noticed. You listened to all my favourite songs, you watched all the movies I recommended to you and the fact that you stay awake after sex, cuddling me to sleep yeah? That’s real friendly of you!” Hongjoong exclaimed as your eyes widened at his words. “I- I was being a good friend okay! Aftercare is very important too!” You stuttered trying to revive yourself from your mistakes.

“Yeah?” He asked walking towards you, grabbing your waist. “What about when you admitted you loved me.” He smirked his face inches away from yours as you scoffed. “When did I ever do that!” You growled as Hongjoong grinned pulling you even closer, your chests pushing against each other, his fingers tapping your waist softy. “A few days ago in bed after a long night. You pulled me in whispering how good I was and how lucky you were to have me while you played with my hair, you admitted you loved me thinking I was asleep. Did you do that or nah?” He snapped smiling victorious as you sighed.

“Fine! I love you Kim Hongjoong but so what! It’s not like you like me anyways!” You finally admitted in defeat as you tried to push him away but his grip on you was too strong. “Idiot.. I love you too y/n.” He smiled softly looking down as his cheeks glowed a pink tint. “What did you just say?” You looked at him shocked,

“Yeah I love you too! Why do you think I even came onto you in the first place? Because I was bored? Because I pitied you? Absolutely not. I adored you ever since you transferred here. And when I couldn’t get your attention I started teasing.. I liked you first dumbass.” He teased, burying his head into the crook of your neck. “Remember that client dinner we had last week? When you laughed so hard at my stupid joke you cried a little? I wanted to kiss you right there and tell everyone you were mine."

—“Hongjoong..” you softly spoke.

"I know I’m not always serious, but I’m serious about you. I don’t want to sneak around anymore. I want to be the guy who holds your hand in meetings and argues with you about font choices until we’re eighty."  

Hongjoong said as he smiled widely. You started at him before your fingers crept up to his tie, fixing them. “One condition—you’re buying me lunch in public tomorrow.” You muttered.

Hongjoong grinned, “That’s all it takes?” You chuckled as your lips clashed with his, kissing him deep and filled with love. “Shut up before I change my mind.” You muttered between the kiss as you pulled away and looked back into the restaurant. Wooyoung looking straight at the two of you with a camera in his hand and his stupid smug smile.

Hongjoong and you chuckle as you waved at the camera, hugging each other like an old couple while he waved back.

[hannie-dul-set]

HOME FOR THE BITCHLESS [6].

SYNOPSIS. wherein your friend offers a room for you to crash in while your dorm is being renovated, but fails to mention that your new housemates don’t know how to talk to women (oh, and they also have an ongoing bet about you, too).

PAIRINGS. choi soobin, choi beomgyu, lee heeseung, park jongseong, sim jaeyun, park sunghoon x female! reader. GENRE. housemates! au, rom-com, sitcom, reverse harem time baby. WARNINGS. almost drowning, a nauseating amount of stupidity, swearing, sex jokes, bribery, the boys are shirtless for most of the chapter. WORD COUNT. 5.2k.

TAGLIST. @cerealdreamwriter @tyongff-ff @dinonuguaegi @certifiedmoa @blueberrgyuu0 @primantha @blu3bell4 @nunugget @hoshi-is-ult-bbg @captivq @tocupid @seosalad @ddazed-lhs @gyuszie @mifuyuyo @error-cant-function @twocupsofsuga @flowerbe0m @dangerousconnoisseurbanana @laviesm @keikeu @elavin @chaemmie @rikisly @satsuri3su @gyugyubin @junhuicosmo @skzenhalove @luvkpopp @yansbolobao @emer-syn @eggomi @drunkinjake @soobiverse @deobitifull @haechanspudu @yawnzzn27 @7myoi @toothfa-1-ry @imsiriuslyreal @maimoirs @whippedforbeomgyu

NOTE. this is my favorite chapter so far i think i peaked here. the ppt scene was inspired by anthpo, my professors' tendency to use the socratic method to instill trauma in their students, and hoshi from seventeen's tiger agenda. also, most of this was written before i found out odi has passed 😔 fly high little guy.

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CHAPTER 6 — the obligatory pool episode.

THERE’S A HEATWAVE IN TOWN. When you wake up, it feels like you got transported into Satan’s rectum. It’s sweaty and disgusting under your covers, and kicking them off does nothing to appease the hellish humidity inside your room. But when you roll over to grab the remote for the air conditioning, blindly press on the button, nothing happens.

You try again.

It’s not working.

You jolt up from your bed, hair a mess, and armpits too sweaty for comfort. A power outage. Of course, there’d be no power on the hottest day of the year.

“Fucking shit, I’m so hot,” you announce as you make your arrival downstairs. It’s only Sunghoon and Jay in the living room. They turn away from their game of jenga upon your arrival.

“Yeah, you’re super hot,” says Jay. “I mean, damn global warming sure sucks, huh?”

The wooden tower collapses. You stifle out a grunt of agreement. “Apparently some feeders in the neighborhood broke down,” Sunghoon informs you. “They’re still fixing it. The generator also wasn’t working when Heeseung hyung went down the basement to turn it on. I think we need to get that fixed too.”

Well, shit. That’s not good news. You give Sunghoon a pat on the head for speaking thirty-six words to you today before walking over to the kitchen. Last time you checked, there was a stash of popsicles in there. You’re pretty sure they haven’t been completely water-fied by the blackout yet.

For some reason, upon nearing the kitchen island, the fridge door is hanging open. You understand why when you step on something— er, someone— on the way towards your frozen delight. “Ow!” Beomgyu hisses from the floor. There’s remnants of cold wind filtering out from the refrigerator. Beomgyu has claimed it as his territory, and he’s glaring up at you from his spot. “Watch where you’re going.”

“‘Scuse me.”

You walk over him, hiking one leg across his torso before infringing upon his fridge monopoly to grab a half-melted melon bar. This isn’t exactly how Beomgyu imagined how it’d be like to be in between your legs. “I’m not sure if you’re dense or if you just don’t give a fuck,” he says, propping himself up by the elbows as you dig through a plastic bag.

“I really just don’t don’t give a fuck.” You snap a bite out of the pale green popsicle. “Want one?”

“Give.”

“Go get one yourself.”

“Fuck you.”

“I’m sure you’d love to.” You close the fridge door shut and make sure to kick his side with your foot when you cross over him again. He lets out a cry of pain. You turn back, satisfied with your cold exploits, but there is no wall separating the living room and the kitchen, so Sunghoon and Jay were witnesses to that entire conversation. “Do you also want a bite?” you ask. Their ears burn a couple degrees brighter before declining.

Was that an intentional insinuation? Yes. Do you enjoy destroying their composure on purpose? Also yes. It’s a new hobby you picked up since staying here, and it’s definitely one you’ll miss once your dorms get fixed and you’d have to move out. Jay and Jake are both particularly difficult to get through, but sometimes you can manage to fluster the former, just like now. Jake has been impossible so far. You’ll get him one day. He can’t be left unscathed.

This may seem terrible, and sometimes you do get a teensy bit conscientious when one of them starts crying or becomes temporarily incapacitated— until you remember they have this whole secret bet going on that definitely involves you, so you should be allowed to fuck around this much, right?

“Hey! Why don’t we have a pool party?”

The genius idea comes from Jake. You immediately run up back to your room upon hearing the suggestion to change into a bathing suit, pausing right before your door because you don’t want anyone waving the PD&J at your face for indecent attire again. So you throw on a beach kimono for the safety of your wallet. They emptied the jar out yesterday to buy some meat for a barbecue party that’s supposed to be scheduled this weekend, but looks like you’re gonna be having that sweet, sweet pork belly tonight right by the chlorine scent of the pool. 

You hurry downstairs, so fucking ready to be submerged in cool, refreshing water. But when you get to the courtyard— all the boys already loitering in and around the pool— you realize something. 

Something a little dangerous.

“You’re finally here!”

Oh no. They’re hot.

“We’re playing chicken fight, come jo—”

A rather scantily clad Sunghoon pushes an equally scantily clad Jake off Soobin’s unclothed shoulders and into the splash of the water. They are all bare-skinned, glistening wet, and although it’s not a bad sight to behold at all, it’s a discovery that you wish had remained undiscovered until you finally leave this damned house.

Listen. It’s not like you’ve never seen any of them shirtless or almost naked before. Jay was literally in his highlighter underwear when you first met him. But you were never put in a situation where you’re able to look at them closely because all those times have been meshed with something stupid.

It’s very easy to overlook their general attractiveness when they all act like third-graders, bitchless losers, scandalized Victorian men, or all of the above at the same time, in the same sequence. It’s really easy to forget that.

But Heeseung has his soaked tank top sticking to his skin and Beomgyu is pushing his wet hair back with a wide grin. Your housemates might actually be a tad bit more attractive than your prolonged, initial impression of them. This can cause a little internal trouble.

“Why aren’t you getting in the water?”

Soobin is the one that’s asking, having already left the water fight in the middle and is now looking up at you, chest deep near the pool’s edge. You look down. You’re not sure if he’s looking directly at you because you’re a little focused on his toned arms resting above the ledge, but if he is, then good on him for keeping up with his eye-contact practice hours.

“Hey,” you call out, crouching down and hugging your knees. “Do you work out?”

Silence. Pink scatters across Soobin’s cheeks. He coughs out an unintelligible response and disappears back under the water, quietly swimming away. Yes. This is how it should be.

Feeling a lot more at ease after confirming you still have the upper hand, you finally dip your legs into the pool and stretch out your back with a satisfied groan. Fuck, this is perfect. You’re honestly unsure how you’re supposed to transition back into life at the dorms when this house has a perfectly refreshing pool at your disposal. You don’t remember what life was like before this. You’d live here for the rest of your life if you could. But you have enough pride in your system to prevent you from extending your verbal contract with Jake. Two months. It’s a few days past the halfway point now. All you could do is enjoy this life of comfort as much as you can.

Until it gets ripped away from you in the form of Jake yanking your ankle and dragging you under the water with a horrifying splash. 

Before you know it, you’re gasping for air and grabbing the nearest thing your arms could reach out for so you don’t fucking drown— but when you finally manage to rise back to the surface, a loud inhale of air into your lungs, the person you managed to hold onto just happens to be Heeseung.

Heeseung, who’s looking down at you with wide, alarmed eyes while you’re wrapped around his waist. Heeseung, who shoves you back into the water out of panic and shock and whatever the fuck his problem is.

Jake rushes to pull you back up. Heeseung is dead to you.

“I’m sorry.”

He failed to kill you so he’s now down on his knees, timid palms on his lap, and head lowered in guilt.

“I am very sorry,” Heeseung repeats. “I am deeply reflecting on my actions.”

You’re sitting on the half log shaped chairs on the courtyard, still wet, arms and legs both crossed in petulance as Sunghoon quietly dries your hair with a towel from behind (no, you didn’t scare him into doing this). 

“Stand up.” He flinches at the tone of your voice. “Go get yourself dried up so we can finally start the barbecue.”

He’s awfully obedient. You watch as his slumped figure trudges back into the house. “Was that too much?” The back of your head hits Sunghoon’s bare stomach when you try to look at him. He’s holding your head in his hands with the damp towel in between.

“You’re always a little much,” he mumbles.

“Is that a bad or good thing?”

Sunghoon ponders for a moment, staring at your upside down face. “More is always better than less?”

You smile, snatching the towel from his hands and jumping off from your seat. “Good answer.” Two gentle pats of praise on his cheek set his skin on fire. Speaking of fire, you can already smell the scent of smoke and deliciously cooking meat wafting in the air, so you run over to Jay who’s on grilling duty, hoping to get an early bite.

“Can you pass me a plate?” he asks, flipping the cut up pieces of meat on the barbecue grill. “Thanks.”

“Gimme one.” You open your mouth, chasing after the slice of pork belly on his tongs until he brings it closer to your mouth for you to bite. “Holy shit,” you muffle out, hot air escaping from your lips.

“Good?” he asks.

“Very good.” You swallow the piece. “One more?”

He lets you snack on a bunch of well-done beef before they could reach the plate and at some point he mentions, as you’re tearing open a few packs of ramyeon to cook, that you look a lot like the curled up pieces of shrimp he’s currently grilling. You narrow your eyes at him, hand dangerously hovering above boiling water with a square of raw noodles. “Are you trying to say I look charred and have a terrible posture?”

“No.” Jay raises a piece of shrimp in the air, showing it off to you. “Doesn’t it look cute?”

Now that you’re looking at it a little closer, it does look kind of cute. Huh. “Would you eat me if I was a grilled shrimp?”

Jay thinks about it. He keeps thinking until you start smelling something burning. “I’d keep you safe in my pantry,” he finally answers. 

“So you’ll just let me spoil over and die?”

His expression drops. “Fuck.” The shrimp is unsalvageable. “I guess I’d have to eat you.”

The rest of dinner goes on as you expect. Jay and Beomgyu take turns over the grill until Jake thought he’d be naturally gifted over the fire and ended up making charcoal with the last pack of galbi (“It’s fine!” he said. “I’ll take care of it!”) and today’s heatwave suddenly becomes a whole lot hotter with the rising flame on the fucking grill right when Soobin brings out the marshmallows for dessert. It gets quickly defused by a fire-hydrant bearing Heeseung. Now your charcoal galbi has toxic frosting on them. This is the sign to move on to the next part of the program.

The set of log-themed chairs on the courtyard has a bonfire set-up at the center. Of course this unreasonably nice house has that. It’s already getting dark, ink seeping into the orange tintent sky. Jake decides to redeem himself after watching Heeseung fail to set up the chunks of wood for the nth time. “You don’t know how to start a fire? Dude, that’s so lame.” 

“You burnt all our remaining meat with those fire starting skills of yours,” Heeseung huffs, stepping aside for the self-proclaimed camping expert.

“You still ate them.” You’re pretty sure that isn’t healthy.

“Because you would’ve felt sad if I didn’t.”

“You’re both equally lame,” Beomgyu chides, plopping down beside you with a bag of chips that you unceremoniously dig your hand into. “You two haven’t even had your solo chapters yet.”

A flame erupts on the bonfire. Both of them turn to look at Beomgyu. “What?”

“What are we arguing about?” Jay joins in, looking a little too excited for the squabble.

“About the fact that I’m cooler than both Heeseung and Jake.”

Heeseung’s expression falls flat. “You dropped out to become a streamer.”

“Leave of absence! I took a leave of absence and I’m coming back next year!”

Sunghoon and Soobin are both just ignoring the mess, roasting their skewered marshmallows on the bonfire and you aspire to be that level of unbothered. “Let’s consult a professional’s opinion,” Jay suggests, and all their eyes immediately fall on you. “Who do you think is the coolest?” Apparently that professional is you.

“This is like asking which dwarf is the tallest midget,” you wrinkle your nose. “But alright. Why don’t we settle this like real men?”

“Arm wrestling?” Sunghoon jumps in.

“Cooking contest?” Heeseung pitches.

“Do you want us to beat the shit out of each other right now?” Jake’s eyes fly wide open, alarmed. “I don’t think that’s a healthy way of settling arguments.”

“The fuck? No,” you spit out. “Thirty minutes. Prepare a powerpoint presentation explaining why you’re the coolest loser. Convince me. Ten slides max. Good luck.”

Something about almost naked men scattered around your home premises, aggressively typing on their keyboards with so much concentration and determination is so funny. You’re enjoying the raw bag of marshmallows by yourself beside the fire, watching as Heeseung starts panicking when you yell out “Five minutes left!” and starts typing even more aggressively. It’s pretty entertaining. Why haven’t you done this before?

At some point Jake brings out a projector and a projector screen to the courtyard. Seems like the power is back on, and your classroom of death has been set in place.

“Okay. Who wants to go first?”

You’ve produced a clipboard while they were working very hard on the PPTs earlier, legs crossed, fire crackling in front of you, and you click the butt of your pen in intermittent seconds as you scroll your eyes from left to right across the six boys standing in front of you. Heeseung looks confident. Jay and Beomgyu, too. There’s sweat dripping down Sunghoon’s forehead and Jake is furiously flipping through his notepad like he’s cramming for a final exam. But the poor, unfortunate soul that just had to look away from your gaze is none other than—

“Choi Soobin.” He flinches, nearly letting go of the laptop he has clutched against his chest. “Give it a go. The rest of you sit down.”

He looks rattled. “I’m not— I’m not really good at presentations,” Soobin chokes out, and the rest disappear from his side.

You let your chin rest on your knuckles, leaning forward. “Are you forfeiting? Is this a forfeit I’m hearing?” He doesn’t respond. You sigh. “Choi Soobin, are you settling with a D? A tiny, miniscule, measly D?” Beomgyu lets out a snort. You shoot him a sharp stare. “The other Choi, please shut the fuck up unless you want me docking points from you. Choi number one, please start your presentation.

Beomgyu straightens in his seat and Soobin hesitantly clears his throat, turning towards the blank, white projector screen as he holds the clicker with a visibly shaky hand. “Good— good evening,” he starts. “My name is Choi Soobin, and today I was tasked to explain why I am the coolest housemate out of the six. The answer is I am not. I’m not very cool. But—”

When he clicks to the next slide, your clipboard clatters on the ground.

“But I do have a hedgehog, and that’s kinda cool?”

“Holy shit,” you exhale a breathy squeak, the picture of the rodent’s cute little snout occupying half of the large screen. Soobin cycles through a bunch of photos of his hedgehog and the various screams of delight you’re eliciting after each photo makes him smile a little bit more. “Look at that little guy! Oh my god. What’s his name? Where is he? Can I meet him? Please let me meet him, Soobin I am begging you, I will get on my knees for you.”

“His name is Odi and he’s currently living at my parents’ house,” he explains. “I’ll invite you sometime.”

“That’s cheating! This isn’t part of the guidelines!” Jake interrupts, pointing an accusatory finger at the photo of Soobin holding Odi in his hands. Your coos are unceasing.

Heeseung nods along. “Professor, I believe this is completely unrelated to our topic at hand.”

Soobin looks visibly offended. You straighten your expression and click your tongue. “Ahem,” you start. “As much as I believe that Odi is the darn cutest little shit to ever exist and I will die for him given the chance, Heeseung is right. Mr. Choi, I’m afraid I’d have to give you a C.”

He presses the clicker. The slide is back to the video of Odi running down a slide.

“Okay. B minus.”

Now it’s the one where he’s laying stomach-up on the floor.

“Fuck. God dammit. B plus and that’s it. Soobin, sit down. Heeseung, you’re up next.”

Soobin seems satisfied with the grade, dimples popping out with a smile as he takes Heeseung’s seat in the audience when the latter readies himself for his turn. He stifles out a cough-laugh, one corner of his mouth crookedly twitching upward, confidently sauntering up to the front with his iPad, and it’s mildly unsettling because he’s usually Nervous Boy #2. But it’s almost cheating how pretty his teeth are when he’s smiling. 

And apparently he’s aware of that fact. Because after projecting his title slide (LEE HEESEUNG 101: the anatomy of a Cool Guy™), the next thing that appears is actually a photo of his very charming smile, coupled with Chip Skylark’s “My Shiny Teeth and Me” as the background music for his scientifically-grounded explanation. The next slide is a zoom in of his eyes next to a photo of Bambi. He has a venn diagram. This is actually pretty compelling.

Heeseung is a good speaker. He’s really good. The rest of his presentation goes smoothly, finishing it up with a list of references in APA format. Jake and Jay give him a round of applause.  “If you have any questions, I’ll be more than happy to answer them,” he smiles.

“That was a fantastic presentation, Mr. Lee. I particularly liked the part when you demonstrated your ability to make very impressive, but also very alarming sounds with your fingers.” You flip through your very blank clipboard, nodding and throwing out hums at the times you deem appropriate. “I’d give you an A plus, but...I have one question for you.”

He nods. “Yes?”

“Heeseung, can you hug me?”

It evidently catches him off-guard, just as you predicted— persona of confidence crashing down like a waterfall as he stutters out, “Wh—what?”

You clear your throat. “Only cool people are able to hug me. I need to confirm that you’re cool.”

“I can hug you!” Jake declares right next to you.

You blindly reach out your arm to give him a head pat. “See. Jake says he can hug me so he must be pretty cool. Heeseung, you can do the same, can’t you?

There it is. He’s back to being nervous and you feel like your job here is done. “O–of course,” he stifles out, following it with a strained laugh of weak incredulity. “Why wouldn’t I be able to hug you?”

“Then prove it.” You stretch out your arms, ready to squeeze and be squeezed. “Give me a big ‘ol squeeze, pretty boy.”

You stay like that for ten seconds as Heeseung remains glued to his spot in front, eyes shaking and nipping at the dead skin on his lips. You let your arms fall back to your sides. “Okay. C minus. Next.” His expression quickly transforms into offense.

“I feel like this grading system is a scam.”

“No hug, no opinion. Sit your ass down,” you click your tongue, smacking him with the clipboard when he weakly trudges back and squeezes next to Beomgyu on the crowded seat to your left with the box of snacks occupying most of the fake log, even though there’s clearly enough space next to you because Jay already started walking to the front even without your instruction.

Jay does not give an introduction, only a rough clear of his throat and he opens his presentation with just a slide occupied with his face. Slide two is another picture of his face, only slightly zoomed out. The next one has the hashtag JWU. Then there’s a full body mirror selfie.

The rest of the presentation proceeds in the same manner— a wordless slideshow of what is possibly his Instagram feed and before you know it, it’s already over. “Okay,” you exhale, pressing your palms together in front of your lips. “I understand that you are indeed a very handsome individual, Mr. Park, but what does that have to do with the assigned topic?”

“The question is why I am the coolest one here,” he says. “I’m cool because I’m Jay Park.”

It falls quiet.

You finally break the silence.

“Shit, that’s a pretty compelling argument.”

“This is bullshit!” Sunghoon argues. “He didn’t even say anything! There was no discussion! He should be disqualified.”

Jay remains unfazed. He defends with irrefutable wisdom, “Sometimes pictures speak louder than words.”

“Damn.” You let your clipboard fall to your lap. “I’m giving you an A.”

“Fuck yeah.”

Your decision elicits outrage from some of your students. “How is he getting a higher grade than me?!” one of them raises.

“He’s getting a higher grade because he doesn’t think I have cooties, Heeseung.” 

Heeseung throws his arms in the air in defeated frustration as Jay takes his snug seat right next to you again, a victorious smile gracing his face. You run your eyes through your scratch paper once more, pen tapping at the edge of the board. “Beomgyu, do you want to go next?” you ask, which is a mistake on your part because he starts acting just as obnoxious as Heeseung, which— if anything— just triggers your desire to make him crumble to his knees.

He even pulls out a lecture stick, testing it out by snapping it at full length on his palm. Is the fucker trying to go after your role as professor? Where the fuck did his glasses suddenly come from?

“Alright,” Beomgyu begins, the first slide displaying the words Why Choi Beomgyu is the coolest Housemate. “First thing’s first, does anyone in the audience know what my name is?”

“Oh, me!” Jake raises his hand. “Choi Beomgyu!”

“Correct!” The next slide appears when he hits the screen with the stick, revealing his name in a large, bold font with large spaces in between each syllable. “Choi. Beom. Gyu. Choi Beomgyu. Now, I’d like to direct your attention to this specific syllable right here—” he draws a circle around ‘Beom,’ “—what does Beom mean?”

“Offense,” Sunghoon answers. Beomgyu’s face scrunches up.

“What? Fuck, no. Another meaning— oh! Yes, Soobin hyung?”

“Tiger?”

His eyes brighten. “Exactly!” 

The next slide is a photo of a tiger on a field of green grass, grooming its fur as Beomgyu passionately rattles on with fun facts about the animal. You have no idea where this is going. “Tigers are some of the most amazing creatures on the planet, they are the largest members of the cat family and are renowned for their power and strength. As the largest member of the cat family, Tigers are strong, powerful and one of nature's most feared predators—”

“Did you get that from a website?” Jay interrupts.

Beomgyu dismisses him. “Yes, I did, but that’s not the point. The point is—”

Next slide. A hit from his lecture stick. It’s more text. Beom = Tiger. Beom = Choi Beomgyu’s cute nickname. Tiger = Beomgyu. 

“We have discussed that tigers are the coolest animals in the world. My name has tiger in it. Therefore I am the coolest person here. End of presentation. Thank you.”

He drops the stick to the ground and is about to walk away with Jake’s applause, but your penetrating stare stops him right before he reaches the crackling bonfire. You scribble on the clipboard before letting it settle face-down on your lap. You look up at him. “Beomgyu, are you a furry?”

Beomgyu freezes. He lets your question settle in his system before voicing out a very loud, very crunchy, “What the fuck?”

“Is this your way of telling us that you’re a furry?” 

“No! What are you talking about?” he hisses. “I’m just saying that since tigers are cool, that means I’m also cool and—”

“So, you’re identifying with a tiger?” you cut him off.

He presses his lips together, cautious. “Yes…”

“Because you have the word tiger in your name?”

“Yes.”

“And because they’re cool?”

“Yes. We’ve established that alr—”

“Okay, so you’re a furry?”

“Ye— no!” he yells out. “I’m not a fucking furry!”

“Understood. You’re a furry in denial.” You write something down on the clipboard. Beomgyu’s shoulders slacken in defeat. “I’m giving you a B plus. Take a seat, Tigerboy.” Though he grumbles in distaste, he listens to you anyway, trudging deflatedly back to his seat next to the equally grumbly Heeseung.

There are two people left to be victimized. Jake looks excited, so you don’t want to indulge his positive emotions. “Sunghoon,” you call out with a pleasant smile. He squeezes his eyes shut and mutters something under his breath before forcing himself up the log without you having to tell him. “Good boy. Go set up your thing.”

Unlike the rest, Sunghoon doesn’t have a laptop or phone or flash drive with him when he awkwardly takes the presenter spot in front. He’s standing on the balls of his feet, arms tucked behind his back and lips tightly pressed together nervously. “Mr Park,” you pull down your clipboard. “You’re free to project your slides.”

“Well,” he coughs out. “The thing is.”

“Yes?”

He exhales loudly. “I don’t have any slides.” You raise a brow. “I don’t know how to use powerpoint.”

You look at him. “I see.”

“I don’t know how to use this projector, either.”

You pause.

“Okay. I understand.” He breathes out a sigh of relief. “Alright, next present—”

“Wait!” Sunghoon stops you. “I can still give my presentation, I don’t need any dumb slides! I’m just as cool, if not cooler than the rest of them, so you can’t just skip over me.”

“Mr. Park,” you start. “Unfortunately, one of the criteria for this presentation is the quality and organization of your slides. I do not see any slides being presented, Mr. Park. You may present next time once you’re fully prepared.”

“What about Jay?” he tries to reason. “He just showed you a preview of his camera roll!”

The man in question has his mouth hanging open, pausing in the middle of stuffing a nicely toasted marshmallow into his mouth. You let out a sigh. “He had philosophy, Mr. Park. Philosophy,” you explain. “Do you have philosophy? Are you confident that you can convince me with your words alone? Without the help of cute animals and pictures of your pretty face?”

At the mention of his face, his knitted brows of frustration quickly melt into faint pink hues dusting his cheeks. You sniffle a little, rubbing a finger under your nose as you flip through the next page of the clipboard that’s resting on your lap. “Meet me in my office after class,” you tell him. Sunghoon grunts and stomps back to his seat in defeat.

“This sucks balls.”

“You have quite a few options to pick and choose from here,” you hum. “Jake, you’re the last one up. Please tell me you have a presentation prepared.”

“I do, and it’s gonna blow your mind,” he grins.

“Looking forward to it.” You watch blankly as Jake runs up to the front to connect his laptop to the projector, an excited bounce in his every movement and you start wondering how you can shatter this one’s hopes and dreams.

He asks if he can start. You give him a nod. At the click of a button, something boomerangs into the blank screen with 2007 Windows graphics and animation. The atrocious mismatch of fonts say Jake Sim is the coolest one here and here’s why.

“Reason number one—” Jake starts his presentation, turning over to the next slide and your vision is attacked with more outdated graphics, more jarring transitions and animations. “—I’m super funny. Allow me to demonstrate.” He begins by clearing his throat. “What did the Italian chef get sent to jail for?”

“What?” you go along.

“Too much assault.”

An assault is also a very proper descriptor for his PPT aesthetic. An assault to your eyes. It’s like watching a car crash that you can’t look away from even if you try. Reason number two is that he has a great smile (he does). Reason number three is because he has a dog (he also does). Reason number four doesn’t exist because he miscounted and skipped over to Reason number five.

“And lastly, Reason number ten—”

He takes something out of his pockets. It’s a couple dozen bills being thrown into the air.

“I have a lot of money.”

The rest of the boys are quiet. Jake grows quiet too, chest rising and falling after that very enthusiastic presentation and his wide grin slowly melts into that muddled with nervousness and unease because you aren’t saying anything yet— just looking at him with stern eyes and a sharp gaze. “W-well?” he rasps. “How did I do…?”

“How much?” you ask. He cocks his head in confusion. “How much money do you have?”

“Oh.” Jake blinks, now understanding. “I don’t know but it’s a lot.”

Your eyes sparkle, posture straightening. “Will you give me some of that money?” The unease has left Jake and has now transferred to the other five boys around you. Oh boy. Oh no, their eyes all seem to be saying.

“Sure, why not.”

You clap your hands together. “Jake wins. Class dismissed. Good night.”

It doesn’t take long for chaos to break out.

Heeseung and Jay are demanding for a recount (there is nothing to count except the sweet, sweet cash you’ll be receiving) and Beomgyu accuses you of being a slave to capitalism (that should’ve been evident from how you tried to scam money out of them with nudity and a jar on your first week here). Soobin starts clearing up the projector set-up and Sunghoon is on his knees begging for another chance to do his presentation as you watch the digits on your phone screen bump up in real-time when Jake wires you a decent chunk from his bank account.

Another successful day at the residence. This heatwave is better than you thought.

HOME FOR THE BITCHLESS. © hannie-dul-set, 2023.

[starsfic]

PPT AU: If the situation had gone even slightly differently in any way, the Mini Simon Smoke would be dead now, and he knew it. The Doctor had him captured and sitting helplessly in a capsule linked directly to the door, and the only way the ex-employee that wandered down to the prison level--this "Poppy's Angel", as people were calling them--could escape once The Doctor had them trapped inside was to activate the door. This would've killed Mini Simon.

But in that moment, the ex-employee proved in his eyes that they were every bit the "Angel" that they were being called by refusing to take that route. Even with other, more hostile Mini Nightmares threatening to claw their way inside and kill them, the Angel just managed to keep a level enough head to assess their situation before giving Mini Simon the opportunity to get out alive by spotting a hole broken into the ceiling above and grappling out of the room moments before their would-be killers could break in.

In the chaos of all the other Mini Nightmares spilling inside, Mini Simon's capsule prison was broken loose, and he managed to slip out and away unnoticed. And as he escaped, his mind wandered to the Angel who spared his life. He had to repay them somehow. Mini Simon knew this Angel was up against some horrifying monsters he wouldn't have a chance fighting with them against. But maybe there were other, smaller ways he could help.

A surprise new ally has joined the party.

I'm stealing this for my Save Everyone AU.

BRING! BRING! BRING!

The noise practically rattled Angel's bones in the silence. They pulled away from the hug, just a bit, to pull out the phone.

"Don't answer it," Doey said, sounding young. "If it's Ollie..."

"It might be someone else," Angel said, sending up the prayer that it was someone, anyone else. If it was Ollie, they were going to chuck the stupid phone. They pressed the answer button. "Hello?"

"Hey, Angel! HEY!" They almost chucked the phone anyway. Ace didn't sound like his normal, collected and cool, self. He sounded desperate, the clicking of keys audible on his side. "ARE YOU THERE?! The Prototype, he-!"

"Yeah," Angel said, looking at the wreckage of Safe Haven. They could barely see the warm, homey place they had entered only a few hours ago, save for the small bodies. "We know. Doey and I- I think we're gonna have to go back upstairs and meet with the others-"

"Wait, Doey's there- DOEY! DOEYYY-!"

The yell was enough to make Angel pull the phone away and press the speaker, sending Ace's yells echoing off the walls. Doey took the phone after a shake. "Yes?"

"Someone pulled the fire alarm before the explosion!"

The fire alarm? That would explain the noise banging against their temples.

Doey's expression lit up with hope. "Wait, really?"

"Y-Yeah! Everyone, almost everyone, is at the meeting point!"

Hope fluttered in their chest. "The meeting point?" Angel asked, their brain trying to put points together.

"When I started Safe Haven, I thought it was important to have an emergency plan- thank you!" Doey practically sobbed before he hung up, tossing the phone back to Angel before he grabbed their wrist, hauling them down a corridor. "I thought it was important to have an emergency plan in case of a fire or something! So, whenever an alarm is pulled, the defenses go up, and they evacuate to our meeting spot!" He threw open a door and revealed an elevator.

Oh. Oh!

"And that's where Poppy and Kissy should be?"

"If they evacuated with everyone else!" Doey said, pressing a button and sending the elevator up. "But- who set off the alarm? If it was a sneak attack-"

The meaning was clear.

The elevator came to a stop.

"We just need to-" Angel rushed out of the elevator and came to a stop.

A mini Simon Smoke sat in front of the elevator, just... waiting.

Angel tensed. Behind them, they could feel Doey twist and shift, just waiting for the attack. They didn't want to hurt this little guy, but they weren't really in the mood for an attack right now.

But he didn't. None of the other minis came out.

He made a noise that faintly sounded like "What took you so long?" before hopping off the rock he sat on. He scurried down the hallway, pausing to look back and nod, gesturing them to follow. The little motion drew attention to the notch in his ear.

Oh.

"I...think that's the mini one I saved," Angel said, a bit bewildered by the odd scene.

"The one you...saved?"

"Yeah, Sawyer stuck him in one of those capsules and told me to kill him. I think he wanted to prove something...There was a hole in the roof, so I didn't do it-" Angel paused at the realization. "Did you pull the fire alarm?"

Simon looked back with another grunt. This was definitely a "Yes."

"...thanks."

[queenmouseyy]

HIII been such a long time lolol some news! i changed my toy sona to a huggie <3 im not sure if ill ever post her ref but here a drawinf with her <333

my story of ppt is quite diff from official one,,, maybe ill post abt it sometime soon!! :00 But here a small explanation of Lily toy form if ur curious!

Lily toy form is kinda like the red panda from the movie Red!! She only turns into it whenever she feels high emotions OR when she feels vv comfy (normally she only feels such way with the toys and Boron!!) She can control it whenever she feels neutral, but when is the other options she has no control!

Lily also sometimes can have small parts of her slowly turn into toy whenever she is starting to get stressed (so her hair start turning pink, her eyes seem to turn into buttons, she gets more hairy)

Lily used to not mind her toy form when she is around the toys, but anyone else she feels very scared of them finding out ^_^; (it took a long time for her to let Boron know...)

Oh! And her toy form is called Cuddly Cuddles :3 Most of the toys call her Cuddly!

OhOh! And a funfact! Lily is often matched with Bobby BearHug! :D Bobby is kinda of Lily pet!

[wakebymoonsleepbysun]

Possible Ch 4 Toys?

Void

This is the one I think is most likely.

There's a VHS called Report: Void, which details a doctor (Dr. White, I think, he seems to be the nicer of the two doctors we're aware of based on his line delivery. The name was mentioned in Samuel's last day so I'm just going to use it here for ease.) is reporting on subject 1322, aka Kevin. Based on the number he's one of the more advanced experiments, and I assume Void is the name of what he eventually became. In this tape he's still human, but for his monster/toy form, we can look to another of the VHS tapes.

In the Claire Harper Debrief vid, she mentions Marie waking from a Red Smoke-induced nightmare and saying she sees something "colorless". Claire herself cannot see it. Now, this could be the nightmare/skeletal CatNap, though I think Claire would have noted Marie looking at CatNap frightfully as she spoke if that were the case. I've heard some people guess it was the Prototype, as "colorless" might fit him, but I also think this is a stretch. BUT! Colorless would fit something called "Void", no?

I think Void is something that can only be seen when under the influence of the Red Smoke. (Given that his higher experiment number, he may have abilities that feel even more supernatural than the monsters we've already encountered.) This could be a way to add some depth to the gas mask mechanic, as in Ch 3 you really don't have much incentive to take it off other than it blocking your vision slightly. It's more like you see gas, put it on, go through gas, then take it off. Maybe in Chapter 4 we'll have to balance how much Red Smoke we inhale at any given time and make decisions on when it's "worth it" to put the mask on or take it off.

Baby Longlegs

The evidence for this is flimsy. There's some kind of child-like giggle during a certain point in the Home Sweet Home section, that as far as I know is never explained and doesn't really match any characters we already know.

So what else is in the Home Sweet Home? Cardboard cutouts of Mommy, Daddy, and Baby Longlegs. They seem kinda out of place, because as far as I'm aware they were part of the Game Station, not Home Sweet Home or Playcare. Mommy and Daddy play only static when their buttons are pushed, which I take to be the devs confirming they are both dead. Baby has no button, meaning their status is unknown.

Secret Smiling Critter

This could also be the one responsible for the giggle in Home Sweet Home. The existence of this toy may be a bit of a stretch, but Ollie has a line where he says there are "eight...I think?" Smiling Critters. It's possible this is just in reference to CatNap being removed from the lineup, or the fact that all the Critters but DogDay and CatNap are deceased. (Maybe Ollie doesn't realize that for whatever reason?) But I think it could also hint that there were originally even more planned and Ollie's unaware of who made the cut.

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Now...do I think any of these will be the MAIN villain? No, not really. I feel like for meta reasons they won't hint much at the main villain until we get the Ch 3.5 round of ARGs and teasers. But they could be a side villain, on the level of Miss Delight, or a minion like Bunzo and PJ, or possibly a potential semi-ally, like Kissy or DogDay. But! I could be wrong about that too. I do think part of why Chapter 3 took so long is them wanting to get things really set up and planned out (both from a story-telling and game-design/programming perspective) for Ch 4 and 5 (because I do think there will be only 5 chapters ultimately. I feel like after that we'll get PPT 2 or some other arc). So it's possible they feel more comfortable hinting at the main villain of the next chapter this time around.

[onecooooooolcat]

ok we cld hv literally finished the bodice tonight bc we did one sleeve so it's just to do the other n finish both seams but nah bedtime we'll do tht tomorrow n the bodice will be done™. we'll also start hand hemming the skirt tomorrow n myb finish it which will leave just button n button hole. n hopefully we'll cut out the dress pieces myb start the sewing but if not tht gives us fri - sun to just work on the dress then mon - wed to put everything together in the ppt n c'est fini oof

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moonchild

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[freeicones]

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[losterthanlost]

May 23, 2025

Hello.

So finally naka-achieve na ko og mental and emotional clarity for the first time since feb 12. Bwisit na bata jud. HAHA. Now, is need nako mag-edit sa SWOT matrix sa mgt 101 namo na paper pero alas 4 na lang wala pa ko nahuman. Since 10 pm pa ko of the previous day pa ko nagstart. Crazy na ko. Also, among paper sa minstud kay napasa na. Na-scared ko. Na-scared jud ko. Di ko kaya mag-lie. Dili jud nako kaya mag-lie. HUhuhuh.

Anyways naghimo ko entry aron sigurro maklaro akong brain and maka-focus na ko sa akong himuonon. Need pa baya nako magbasa sa ppts for mgt 101 exam unya scheduled for 11:30 am. Jusko. 7 hours na lang. HUHU. Boang ka pala self eh.

Okay try ko lang huwag maging negative. Kapasar lagi or maka-removal pa ko for chem 160. Kaya ra lagi na. Dali ra lagi ning SWOT matrix. Dili lang ma-crazy. Kalma lang. Kalma lang self.

Tungod pud sa almost 1 week na naglingkod ra ko sa katre while gaatubang sa akong laptop, weird akong lower back. Ambot. Mapatay na ko guys. Dili na ko. Walay amount of walking pauli ang maka-fix ani. Huhuhu. Huy alas 4 na jud. Huhuhuu. Boang. Boang na jud ka self.

Ambot oy. Crazy ka na self. Less naman unta akong screentime pero pinaka fried-brain behavior ko this sem. What the fuck. Anyways, di ko sure if need nako mag cr or ambot. T^T. All the stars say things will be better from this point on for 3-4 months. Samoka sad aning grammarly oy sige og pang-correct. Sige og babag ilang button. Maka-bwisit.

Anyways, daghan ko og realization na journal entry worthy. Pero wala, daghan kaayo og basahunon and sulatonon this fucking week. Kahilakon na ko.

Tama. Pangit sad paminawon akong earphone both wireless and headphones. Kaluod. Ka-sad. Kalain. Murag mao ni ang curse basta balik na pud ko sa spotify. Gimingaw na akong dalunggan sa quality sa apple music. Jusko. Help. Help. Help.

Unsa man akong ginahimo sa akong life oy? Brain why are you empty and unproductive as fuck? WHy???? WHy????? Why this sem pa jud of all semesters??? Why??? T^T.

Dili sa ko mag-crush crush oy. Mga boring mong tanan. Blegh. Choz. Ambot lang. Ambot lang. Grabe jud kalipong akong brain and thoughts na last weekend nag rant na ko sa chat gpt. Gi-paste ko tung mga important na convos namo aron lang ma-gets jud ang mga nangyari. And ... shet. Naklaro na akong utok ug dughan now.

Also, naka-buo ko og murag mini friend group or trio today. Actually, naga-hang out na mi since 2nd month of the sem. Pero like karon pa mi jud like naka-realize na if mag cge ra mi og lakaw kaon together, why not mag himo na lang gc? HHAHA. So ayorn. Refreshing lang. Heh.

...

Naa ko library now alas dos na sa hapon. Na-late ko sa exam sa mgt 101 kay wala ko nagtan-aw sa google classroom na announcement, didto ra ko nagsalig sa student portal. Hahayys. Sige lang, at least taas ang time mag-study. Also, unahon diay nako ang soc sci 5 na exam. And then mag-email ba ako kay Ma'am? Unta dili siya ma-angery. HUHU. Crazy man ako oy. Crazy jud ako very much. Wala naman ko utang I think. Gusto nako tung takoyaki. Pero murag dili man pud nako to need jud now. Dili na ko mupalit ato oy. Ambot. Ambot lang jud.

[desklibai]

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