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[indigos-stardust]

New Four swords fic- Chapter 1

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Roaming packs of monsters, ugh.  Usually, monsters tend to be attracted or even magically appear from places with plenty of darker energy. It could be some cursed and abandoned temple or some pit where someone died horribly. Maybe, there’d just be one huge monster claiming an area and its magical stink would attract a bunch of underlings.

Monsters aren’t exactly pack animals like wolves. They just follow whichever one’s the biggest and act purely based on greed and violence. They’re happy to follow orders as long as they get their cut. Which is usually the promise of fresh flesh. 

The scouts said the monsters were following paths. On a schedule. Almost like they’re planning and guarding. That…isn’t right. Something is definitely up. 

The worst part of it is that a lot of the paths they’re taking seem to be cutting off a random average sized fishing village to the south. Lutelin Village. Yeah, Green can see why they had been specifically called to handle this one.

Whatever they’re going to eventually face, it’ll probably seem like even an experienced knight’s worst nightmare. But they can handle it. After all, they’d handled far more with far less. This time they even have armor! The odds are far more in favor since their… “adventure.” Green can’t help but fidget with his fingers anyways.

He’s probably just out of practice, sure they had helped fight against the general excess of monsters but that was just dealing with monsters sprawled out everywhere. Not a real proper fight with layers to get to the final baddie. His gut flares with a hidden anxiety. 

It’ll be alright though, the others are literally following his back, and as much as it sucks that those villagers are probably having a hard time with travelling due to the monsters- This will be good for them! Well, Green and his uh, other selves, anyways. Besides, why would you possibly want “rest and relaxation” when you can just crush the ugly mug of some monster?

Okay, maybe he is spending too much time with Blue.

Either way they definitely have better odds! They’ll just find each band (two or three?) and take them down, easy peasy. 

Every step is going to take him closer after all, might as well keep his shoulders straight and his eyes on the horizon.  

Soft grass and weeds dance in the foothills, with a chilly autumn air as their partner. As much as the others are way too gripey in the early morning, Green knows getting them up early is definitely the right call! The soft crispness of the morning air energizes him with every breath! Practically music, in his humble opinion. 

Behind him, he can hear another kind of music. A playful punch to the shoulder, a content sigh, and a little laugh. Conversation that starts and pauses, only to start again. In and out, natural and welcoming. They have his back. 

They finally stop at the top of a particularly large hill; this is the spot the scouters said they’d seen the monsters the most. If Green looks to the West, he can see the beginning treeline of a dark and confusing magic-filled Lost Woods. He shudders. From what Vio described about the woods, it definitely doesn’t seem like the ideal spot for a stroll. Compared to their “adventure” and all they’ve experienced, the next few days will be easyyyy. 

They’ve barely settled into their spot when Vio, ever the watchful one, already spots a band of monsters practically marching together. A very large band of very angry looking monsters. Nearly time to fight. A cliffside looms in the distance, with the monsters in between them and it. 

“I’d say, I think we’re dealing with about eight or so stalfoes, two spear moblins, oh you’ve got to be kidding me at least two dozen,” Green squints, “uh, tiny plant things?”

Strange little hobbling plant monsters, with sharp teeth and leaves coming from a single bud supported by two stumpy legs, covered the ground near the other monsters. 

“Tiny plant things?’”

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For a place full of nothing but rolling hills, Vio sure is having quite a bit of difficulty finding enough room to fight. It’s ridiculous honestly, he and Green were supposed to take care of the stalfoes by directly fighting against them. Meanwhile, Blue and Red were meant dealing with those pesky small monsters that keep trying to bite their ankles! Or jump into their faces. It’s a bit hard to fight several monsters just taller than you while dealing with a bunch of faces full of teeth trying to lunge at you, afterall.

Not to mention, once they finally get in semi-decent positions the moblins thrust their giant axes right in the middle and scatter everyone all over again! He can hear the annoying squish and splatter of Blue’s hammer smashing into another one. 

Red’s fire rod is great at helping to keep the moblins away, but while you would think it’d be great for its intended purpose of burning those DAMN little plants monsters- All it really does is make all the grass around them catch on fire, not harming the stalfoes, and force them to bolt to a patch of rocks while they’re being chased. Of course, the little abominations climb up the stalfoes to stay safe from the fire. Fighting on the bumpy ground only makes things worse in their favor. He really wishes the darn things would be the ones stumbling and struggling for balance instead of themselves.  

Wait… This is a far rockier area- He can feel the rattling bones hit his shield once more as he grunts to shove it off. They all need to be knocked down. With the bit of distance he looks around, and there . A pile of rocks, leading up to a cliff. The cliff is extremely uneven at the top, but there is just enough clear space for a person at the top! 

Perhaps, possibly, it had been a bit of a.. Risky endeavor. The second there’s the smallest opening, he yells out, “Watch out for a minute!” and bolts to the cliff side. Ignoring Blue’s very p*ssed off , “h-HEY! Where the Hell are you going?!!” and Green’s surprise as he keeps on running. Every thump of his feet pushing off the earth ringing in his ears. Or maybe that’s just his heartbeat.

Just as he’s starting to climb up he can hear the rattling of a stalfoe and feel the bruising pain of those small monsters trying to reach his flesh under the armor. I just need to keep going , he thinks as he finishes pushing himself up and begins scrambling  for a new foothold as he simultaneously tries to shake off the miniature snapping beasts. Good thing his ears are protected by the chainmail underneath his cap. 

The crash and shattering of bones with a string of swears behind him urge him to go even further up. When the battle’s over, Blue is probably going to get him next. He hadn’t sounded particularly pleased about Vio, “DITCHING THEM WITHOUT WARNING LIKE A B****H*SS,” or whatever. Despite his current height bringing him farther from the battle ground, he can practically hear Green shout, “ LANGUAGE!!” in the middle of battle.

Finally, just as he nears the top he manages to shake the last of those damn pests off his leg and let his heaving lungs rest, if only for a second. Right, this needs to be quick. Forcing himself up, still struggling to breathe from the chaotic climb, Vio readies his bow. 

While the experience of fighting various types of monsters, for hours on their own, certainly gave them a lot of skill in adapting to the situation he has to admit—the items they gained, namely his fairy blessed bag of endless arrows, are also a huge plus. Sure, they aren’t as strong as a well crafted bow, but they are endless . In fact, he’d figured out that if he shoots two at once, even if that took a while to master, it’d do the same amount of damage!

He smirks to himself, aiming straight at a stalfoes that is creeping behind Green. With a snap, the stalfoe falls to the ground. The chaos of the battle field, swarming the others with monsters, moving from place to place… it’s familiar; it is a refreshing challenge. Others might’ve balked at the daunting task, but Vio is looking forward to it. It’s time to show off.

With the constant barrage of arrows knocking out stalfoes, allowing Red and Blue more room to work with and giving Green a much needed relief , the numbers begin to thin. He’s even able to start getting hits on the charging moblins, stunning them just long enough for a quick burn or slash on them. There are only a few straggling plant monsters as well. 

It’s wrapping up. Vio observes as the Moblin he shot finally falls to the ground. It is time to regroup. Or it would’ve been. 

He doesn’t know what he feels first. He can’t even think to process it. The tension of every single muscle spasming. Millions of needles endlessly searing into his flesh. From the inside and outside. Little pieces of him, like miniature marbles bursting outward. The shock of the constant repeated force fracturing and fracturing. The burning in his chest, he can’t breathe. 

It’s so, so much, it’s too much. Without a single thought, other than the sensation of indescribable pain, he falls silently down the cliff. Even as his body crashes down onto the unforgiving rocks it still spasms. Red screams before Blue and Green even see what happened.

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I can’t! No, no, no, no, no, no!!!! Red can’t panic right now, but by Hylia does he want to scream and selfishly look away-

It was horrible, and he saw every second of it. He had stepped back for just a moment, to chug a magic energizing potion. They still had more monsters to fight, after all, and his magic stores were nearly drained from using the rod so much. But then he saw a spark to his right, all the way up where Vio had gone. A sparkling, bright white yellow light, blasting into Vio’s back. Now, he watches.  

Vio looks like he’s choking, like every single bit of him was choking and dying . His piercing scream is silently cut off, and then he falls . He falls and falls until his back hits the rocks and he goes stumbling down, blood splattering against the rocks. Red doesn’t want to know where it’s all coming from. And then Vio is there, sprawled on the ground, a horrible finale. He’s still screaming. 

No, no Vio isn’t the one who’s screaming. He can see his bloody face against the dirt. Red is. 

Blue grabs his arm, nearly shaking him as he tells him to LOOK before he runs off to Vio. Red’s shaking, then he follows Green’s startled eyes they lead back to the top of the cliff. He can only stare as a hulking Darknut trudges behind a row of stubby moblin archers, and even more stalfoes that have already begun jumping off to attack them. Oh, and a bunch of tektites. Because, well, why not at this point?

 Red usually tries to stay optimistic, because you can’t get anything done if you always have a bad attitude all the time for no reason but- Honestly? He’s pretty sure he hates EVERYTHING right now. It’s, it’s alright though- They, they’ve got him- Well, well they all would if Vio was down. But, it isn’t the time to focus on that, they have to keep them away from Vio and defeat them! 

Just because he’s terrified that Vio could be dying this very second, doesn’t mean he can just start crying when they need him! He will go on, and he will be hopeful! Because Green and Blue need him, and they trust him to at least support them! Red refuses to let them down. Even if he really wants to go cry in a hole right now. 

Green screams at Blue, “ DON’T MOVE HIM! We need to get them away from him, Red get here and create a blast! Cut them off!”

Red’s already sprinting. Blue’s hammer smashes into another stunned skull from Green’s boomerang. They’re working to get the monsters away from Vio. The second he arrives the entire earth THUDS as the colossal Darknut finally joins the battle. It’s beady eyes, under its helmet land on Red. 

“HEYYYY!!!, come here you, uh, you ugly face!!!” The monster trudges forward, away from Vio and towards him. The Colossal Axe glistens, ready to slice into him in seconds. 

“Yeahh!” Red waves his fire rod, sparkling in the burning sunlight, like a shiny fish in front of a starved beast. “Come here!!!”

The axe whizzes through the air with the speed of a bolt of lightning, ready to spear him into two. Red barely dodges. Before the monstrosity can take an even more petrifying swing, Green’s magical boomerang connects. The powerful thing freezes the beast for a valuable 5 seconds. 

Within those 5 seconds a few things happen. A small series of whistles rings throughout the battle field within seconds, a code that only they know.  During their quest, they had learned that just yelling out to each other with their own plans always ended up poorly. Maybe, they were all just too stubborn in their own plans, but it definitely wasn’t helped by the fact they could barely hear each other at times. Sensitive Hylian ears or not, in the midst of battles words become drowned out easily. 

Green’s message, a mix of quick patterns, order: B-G- Core Threats & Close Combat- R- Long Distance Quick. Blue and Green would take care of the strongest enemies and the ones that required close combat. Red would take care of the archers,as fast as possible so he could provide them aid. He could run and prepare ahead just on instinct before he even processed it. It was a mercy, afterall… Every second in a battle is precious, especially with someone left in total vulnerability. 

Red breathes in, the blins are readying their bows.  Then exhales, a small yet vicious blast of fire spirals forward causing at least two of them to shriek as they desperately try to put themselves out. His shield is already out by the time the other three’s arrows have hit his shield. As much as Red would prefer to shoot more and scorch them while going in and out, that just wasn’t an option. The best way to stop them from shooting far out into the others, was to get in the way before they could do that. 

Red forces his way through with his shield to break their line and immediately his sword lunges straight into the throat of one of those wretched things. He has to take care of the other monsters, but Red let’s himself smile a moment at the sign of the bubbling blood. Good . He hoped that was the one that shot Vio. 

He has to dodge back quickly in the next moment though, despite the moblins having nothing but bows and arrows, that didn’t make them useless in the slightest. While the armor would definitely protect him from slashes it certainly wouldn’t protect him from their nasty claws aiming at his throat and eyes. 

He hacks away at another one that leapt out in front of him before he even got the chance to orient himself. Keep it steady, keep the pace and breathe. Red tries to slash at one of the monster’s belly, but he’s off balance by one of the burnt ones slashing at his leg! I really need to do better!! Red mentally slapped himself, how’d that one even get there? He seriously needed to keep track of everything or else he’d be hit in his blind spot again. Next time may not be so lucky. His free foot crushes the bastard's neck as he blocks more scrabbling claws away with his shield. 

Red is skewering the one that he had shoved off when he sees the two remaining unburnt monsters dashing toward him with arrows in their hands. What the hell? Oh, the arrows were sparkling yellow with the same crackling sound as a bomb about to burst. It was familiar. Vio . 

All three are charging and from the looks of it they’re trying to trap him with two heading up to his sides and the first one straight in front of him. Red charges right back at the right one bashing into it’s skull with his sword and spinning around, sword first, to face the others. It’s BURNING-  

His sword clumsily sliced into an arm, but the arrows- Those arrows, the moment of contact of it against his own sword make his arm convulse in pain as he yells out. Red’s sword is on the ground. The monster, reeling from its own pain, slashes back at him. Thankfully his armor prevents it from truly getting him. It’ll definitely bruise though. The pain threatens to bring him down, but gasping for air with teary eyes he forces his wobbly legs up anyways. Like the lightning wizzrobe- This doesn’t make sense- Oh great fairies please-

Red knows the dangers of magical exhaustion, he’d lived through it several times on their quest. Vio’s words echoed in his mind, “ Take care to not overdo it! Potions may provide a great boost and aid in recovery, but your body still needs time. You’re exhausted… Green was right about how dangerous it is, besides-” and then Vio softly grinned, “ If you’re too tired who’s going to keep us going? We need your laughter, alright?”

He can already feel the aching soreness creeping on the edge of his fingers. He grabs the rod anyways, and this time there’s a blast. Red doesn’t know quite how it’s happening, but the strange arrows seem to make the flames stronger. They topple onto the Earth and the last half-dead burnt straggler has finished crawling its way to him. Red’s sword in his uninjured hand stabs into the beast’s guts with a wet sound. It dies slowly, scraping at his feet desperate to fight until it's inevitable death. Then, just like the others it rapidly deteriorates into a puddle of steaming filth on the ground. 

[httpknjoon]

satellite | jjk

plot | Your friend, Jungkook, offers to help you while you review for your human anatomy exam.

w.c | 3K

genre | fluff, slight angst, fwb (but nothing 18+ happened)

pairing | jungkook x medstudent!reader

note | written from my own swamp of academic-related activities

main masterlist | playlist

JK

u up?

You

yep

i'm studying

exams tomorrow

JK

:(

can i come over

You

yes but don't be a distraction

JK

u know i can't help it 😪

You

🙄

i'm busy stop texting me

JK

will be there in five

You

door's open no need to knock

JK

see u 😉

Maybe you should have just pursued a course in creative writing... Or maybe culinary arts. Maybe something connected with baking. You love baking, right?

Maybe if you picked a college program based on your hobbies, you have better sleep. Maybe you are happier. At 11:51 PM, maybe you are already sleeping soundly on your bed, next to your emotional support stuffed toy, with your favorite weighted blanket on your exhausted being.

But you didn't. You can't.

So here you are, sitting in a swamp of written notes, books, and colorful post-its (that you haven't found any helpful use yet), having a crisis over your career choices.

"You want this, YN." you remind yourself, shaking your head.

Your digital clock on your study desk just ticked the time to 11:52 PM. It has been almost three hours since you began your planned all-nighter for tomorrow's exam.

"I want to cry." you sighed, your forehead softly hitting your desk. "But I don't have the time for that."

Groaning, you opened one of the textbooks you borrowed from the library. You tried to process every word you came across. But considering that you went straight from your eight-hour shift from your part-time job, you only managed to comprehend half of the sentences you read.

"I wish I was born as a nepo-baby."

Another random thought rolled off your tongue instead of understanding where the hell the spine of the scapula is. Admittedly, you find it hard to locate the muscles in the human body when you only have a 2D version of it. But you don't have those 3D models that can help you to learn and remember better, so you will settle for pointing your index fingers at flat images on the book pages.

"Trapezius... Acromion... Deltoid..."

Reciting the muscles in the familiar tune of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star", you began pointing to certain areas of your body. It was one of the studying techniques you have been using since you were younger. So far, it's helping. You keep doing it for the other parts.

"Subscapularis..."

But the longer you sang, the words slowly rambled in your tongue and your eyelids got heavier. You were so close to drifting away until you heard the familiar click of your door. Your head snapped up instantly. You hear his voice greeting your roommate who's probably watching her favorite show in the living room.

"Pizza and ice cream. Want some?" you heard him offer.

He brought food?! Of course, he did. He's Jungkook. For the first time since you sat in front of your study desk, a smile formed on your lips. Shaking your head, you just read your notes again. It didn't take long for your bedroom door to open. The scent of a freshly baked pizza filled every corner of your room. And there, you see him coming in with a smile on his pierced lips.

"Oh, hello, gorgeous."

Jungkook was surprised to see you already looking at him when he entered your room. Usually, he would find your nose dipped between your textbooks when he visits during your study sessions.

You rolled your eyes at the nickname, "I know, I looked like a mess right now. Just give me my prized pizza and ice cream please."

He laughed, not because he agreed with you, but because you are always quick to turn down his micro-flirting. He sometimes thinks that it keeps him grounded.

"And you got the coffee ones! This is why you're my favorite hookup buddy." you quipped before kissing his cheek, elated by the ice cream he got you.

"I'm honored. Thank you." he replied, before getting a slice of pizza.

Both of you know that you don't have any other hookup buddy. You're not that adventurous. It's just something you joke about.

"How's the studying going?" he asked before sitting on your bed.

"Shit." you shake your head, tired. "But this ice cream makes me feel a little better."

Jungkook smiled at that. He listened as you went on telling him about something that happened in your shift earlier today. But he ended up studying you. Because contrary to what you said earlier, you are too pretty, he finds it distracting. You were tired, it's written on your face. But the way your eyes light up as you share your story makes your face glow. With your desk lamp being the only light in your room, it perfectly highlights the small smile on your lips after you take another spoonful of the cold dessert.

"Why did you come here anyway?"

Your sudden question snaps Jungkook out of his daze. He cleared his throat.

"I-I'm bored and you're up."

He was not bored. In fact, he missed a party he was invited to tonight because it has been four days since he last saw you. He was busy with his training and practice, while you were working two jobs and studying. You two were just texting each other these days and with how rare you reply during the daytime, he knew that tonight is probably the best time to see you.

You sigh, "I told you, I'm studying for tomorrow. I can't do anything with you right now."

"And I didn't say we have to do anything. I'm just happy to be here. I'm like little Bear right there." he replied, pointing to your stuffed toy who was sitting next to him.

"Okay, I'll go back to studying. Is that okay?" you asked, putting on the lid of your half-finished ice cream.

He winked, "Of course."

Jungkook is that person you probably know for too long. Like, someone you should have met only once or twice or occasionally. Not like this, in which you see each other almost every day.

When Liz, your roommate, introduced you two to each other during some Halloween party, in which you came as Dorothy from The Wizards of Oz and he was Peter Pan, you did not expect to start any kind of connection with him. You remembered thinking to yourself how exhausting it was to have him around with how he seemed so full of energy, not knowing then that he also enjoyed the same little things you did. You two became real friends after bumping into one another in a record store an hour away from your uni.

Because you feel that you two always stood on opposite ends of any scale. You were a reserved working student with introverted tendencies while on the opposite, Jungkook is a known varsity star, who's rumored to be a CEO's son (He is. He admitted it to you), on campus with a charm that works for everyone.  Just like how great he is at playing basketball, he is equally good at socializing and making new connections. That charm definitely worked for you a year ago because one thing led to another and now, he is in your bed, casually scrolling on his phone.

"Why do you have a camera with you?" you broke the silence after reading for god knows how long. Yet, you are unsure if you picked up anything from it.

He looked up, reaching for the camera bag he brought with him earlier, "It's a new one, my dad brought it to me as a gift."

"For what? Your birthday was like three months ago," you asked even though you already had an answer in your head.

"I helped him with some documents," he replied, knowing that you would say something after.

"Spoiled." you teased him.

"Haters gonna hate," he responded with a sassy roll of his eyes, you laughed. "Anyway, I'm kinda testing it out. So, if you don't mind..."

He placed the camera in front of him, aligning its viewfinder to his left eye. You put the back of your hand under your chin with a tight smile on your lips, posing. Click. A shutter sound and a bright flash followed. You see Jungkook look down at his camera to check the outcome. A small smile forms on his lips.

"You have too many pictures of me," you told him.

Every single time you two are together, he takes a picture of you. You don't really mind even though some shots are candid. Some of the pictures of you he took are the only ones you have on your Instagram. He's good at it, but sometimes, you worry you will get used to being his muse.

"I'm thinking of making an exhibition out of it." he said.

Sensing his sarcasm, you ride on with it, "Yeah, you can title it with something like, The Life Of An Overworked Twenty-Something Student. I looked exhausted in all those photos. An ugly, dry potato."

"I think you look pretty in all of them."

And it didn't help that he complimented you a lot after taking pictures of you. It just scares you that you feel a light feeling in your stomach when you see him smile after taking a shot of you or when he calls you gorgeous or pretty.

But instead of letting the giddy feeling show, you just smiled, "Of course you do, you're sleeping with me. You will always find me attractive."

It was almost an hour later when Jungkook paused the video he was watching on his phone to once again try his camera. A camera nerd, he was watching a clip about his new camera's settings. Of course, he was in his earphones so that he wouldn't get to distract you.

After modifying some parts of the settings, Jungkook placed his camera in front of his right eye, ready to capture another picture of you. But before he could click the button, he noticed your shoulders shaking.

His right eyebrow raised as he slowly put down his camera.

"YN?"

He heard you hiccup before humming, "Hmm?"

"YN, can you look at me?" he asked since you kept your back turned to him.

"Not now, I'm busy." you sobbed, failing to hide from Jungkook.

He frowned, getting up from your bed, "YN, baby..."

"No, I said-"

Before you could continue denying, Jungkook already pulled the swivel chair you were sitting on closer to him. You covered your face with your palms since you hated crying in front of anyone. Jungkook tries to remove it softly but you shake your head.

"Please, let me see your face. It's okay," he whispered while his thumbs drew circles at the back of your hands. Finally, you listened and let him hold down your hands.

"Shh..." he hushed you, wiping the tears on your cheeks. "What's going on? Are you okay? Is there any way that I can help you?"

"I-I cannot remember anything and I'm just so tired." you broke down, feeling the exhaustion from both studying and working finally creeping up in your body.

"Then, take a break. Let's nap." he offered, knowing how much you need it.

You cried even more, "I can't nap. My exams are tomorrow and I can't understand anything I've been reading so far."

He clicked his tongue in disagreement, "I'll wake you up in thirty minutes. How about that?"

While his offer seemed ideal for you, the pressure for what is coming tomorrow is heavily sitting on your shoulders. But you're really tired.

"Just nap?" you asked, making sure that it won't lead to anything else.

"Yeah— Okay, maybe cuddle." he shrugged.

"Okay." I kinda need that.

"Okay. C'mere, my snotty baby." He cooed.

You glared at him before slapping his chest. He laughed, catching your hand and pulling you to him on your bed. You fell on top instead of your mattress, feeling his toned body under you. His chin rests on the top of your head as he draws circles on your lower back.

"Let's do anything you want after your exams," he mumbled.

You exhaled, "Why celebrate? I am not even sure if I can pass it."

"You will. You're the smartest person I know."

This isn't the first time Jungkook saw you broke down over academic reasons. He knew how much you value your studies as someone who has always been an achiever since you began studying. It didn't help that your mom expects quite a lot from you, based on what you told him.

You looked up to meet his eyes, "Thank you."

He simply kissed your forehead, "Of course, babe."

You did find yourself feeling much better after your 30-minute rest. But, you also found something else when you woke five minutes ago next to Jungkook. It's something that can probably help you study.

"Take off your shirt," you whispered as you rested your head on his arm.

"Why?" he asked, suspicious.

"I think you can help me study," you said, sitting up on the bed.

Jungkook sat next to you, "I thought we were just cuddling."

"Jungkook." you called him. "Please, just do it."

"Okay, I will. You know I can't say no when you beg, babe." he teased.

You watched him reach for the back of his shirt and remove it over his head. With how cold your room is, Jungkook immediately crossed his arms over his chest, making his muscles bulge before you. You were quiet, squinting your eyes on his arms.

Feeling a little conscious and confused, Jungkook spoke, "It's a little chilly here. What now?"

"Wait, let me get my sticky notes."

"You know, I should be paid for this," Jungkook spoke, covered in neon-colored sticky notes from his neck to his back and arms. "I am like your model."

"You are my 3d model." you laughed while tracing his body with your finger to look where you could stick your next label. "I'm too broke to buy one so just be my friend and let me put some sticky notes on you."

"I'll just buy you one." he offered and he's serious. If it's something that can help you, he'll buy it for you.

"You sound like the spoiled kid you are." you joked.

"I like it when you keep me humble and grounded," he reacted sarcastically. Out of a hundred people he knows on the campus, you are the only one who always reminds him of his privileges. He found it annoying at first but now, he just finds it funny.

"I know, it shows especially when you get all submissive sometimes." you joked again, scrunching your nose at him.

"Why won't you just let me spend money on you?" he asked, recalling the other scenarios he tried buying or doing something for you. But you were quick to decline him, especially if it's connected with money.

You stopped and stared at him, "For the tenth time, Jeon, I will not be your sugar baby."

"Or you can just be my... baby," he whispered, but since you are the only awake people in this house at this time of the day, you still heard that.

Your eyebrows scrunched, looking at him. Visibly cringing at what he said, you pushed his face with a laugh. You hear him chuckle lowly.

"If you want someone to be your baby, you should be asking girls out, not signing up for a friends-with-benefits-type of relationship with me," you mumbled while writing a certain body part on your notepad.

It is part of your agreement that this thing you two have will end once one of you starts dating again. But the idea of him asking girls out after literally sleeping on your bed for the last twelve months still made your heart sink a little. You cannot imagine how your future will be without him, you still haven't thought that far.

"I know..." he whispered. But you're not up for any commitment. He wanted to say that. Instead, he replied, "But you give the best blowjob ever. How can I look for someone else?"

You laughed again. God, he loves making you laugh. It's like a melody playing in his head.

"Yeah, I know. It will be hard to find someone better than me. I'm the best."

Yes, you are. He agreed, almost saying it if you haven't spoke to soon.

"Now, please, can you stop moving? My notes are falling everywhere."

"Hi, I'm Mabel."

It's been days since that night. Now, a blonde, blue-eyed girl offered her hand to Jungkook while he prepared to leave the campus with his car after his basketball training. Jungkook, being polite, introduced himself even though he was not really interested. He continued making sure he got all his stuff in his backpack as the girl continued saying that they had two classes together. When he was done checking, she spoke,

"I think you're really cute and was wondering if we could go out sometime? Maybe we can grab some coffee together?"

Jungkook scratched the back of his head, feeling bad for what he was about to say to this seeming freshman before him. A tight smile forms on his lips. This isn't the first confession he got in his lifetime, but rejecting someone is always hard.

"Wow... uhm... I'm sure you're a really wonderful person, Mabel. But I'm not really interested in dating anyone right now. I'm sorry."

The familiar flustered face instantly showed up on Mabel's face, "Oh, okay. Uhm, thank you for your time. Nice to meet you though."

Jungkook was not even able to reply before she ran away. It didn't took him too long to dwell on that interaction when he got a message from you.

YN 🩺

I PASSED

COME OVER!!!!1!

Jungkook smiled after reading that, feeling your relief and excitement. He typed in a reply before hopping in his car.

JK

I KNEW U CAN DO IT

SO PROUD OF YOUUU

WILL BE THERE IN FIVE ;)

note | scheduled as my first post for 2025 :) thank you so much for reading!

ps. will probably delete this later on

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[jungkooktarot]

How will jungkook and fs feel towards each other when they meet?

Jungkook & his future spouse’s feelings/first impressions of each other | tarot reading

Jungkook: Right off the bat he’s gonna find his fs to be super beautiful. Love at first sight. He’ll immediately see the potential of a lovely relationship blooming with them. Quickly fantasizing about making them his. He’ll feel a sense of familiarity like never before. Like he just found his home. However, he’ll also find them to be quite intimidating. For two reasons, his own past traumas and his insecurities, and also his fs could have an intimidating demeanor in general. They seem too good to be true and he questions if he’s enough for them. His fs could be/look really rich. Like they come from a well off background even if they don’t. They are surely a foreigner and he’ll be intrigued, finding them exotic. He’ll feel emotions too intense for a first meeting. He’ll know that this person is not just anybody. That his life will take a full turn and will never be the same after this meeting. And it excites him incredibly. He’ll suddenly become very hopeful and look forward to the future. He won’t be able to fight the urge to approach them but he’s afraid of getting rejected or judged. Regardless, he’ll do it at the end for sure. He’ll get over his fears and will push himself to talk to them. And it will be a success. They’ll actually acknowledge him and they’ll exchange a friendly conversation. Taking each other’s contacts possibly

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His future spouse: I don’t think they’ll notice him right away. They’ll be too caught up with other things. But when they do, they’ll be absolutely starstruck. Partially because they already know of him. I mean who doesn’t, he’s the superstar jeon jungkook. and they could have admired him in the past too. so it’s like “omg!” but they won’t express this too obviously. His fs will see that he’s surrounded by cameras and whatnot, which makes me think this is some event like a festival or something. he’s walking and cameras are around him, people too. He’ll be alone though. Fs will see him as a mature calm man, I honestly think they are younger than him. Also find him super rich. Again they also will be intrigued at the fact that he’s foreign to them. They have many differences which makes me think they are the opposite attracts type of couples. fs will also notice that jungkook keeps staring at them lol? they’ll notice his attempts to get their attention and stuff. which will definitely leave them flattered.

[sunflw3r]

sungchan as your bf / headcanons

idol!sungchan x non!idol male reader reader prns: he/him word count: 2k words fluff

sungchan as your boyfriend

content warnings: mentions of shirtless sungchan, i think that’s it but lmk</3

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a/n: so i just came back to tumblr after like a month and im getting back into writing!! i recently read the first part of @luvkyu ‘s sungchan oneshot and i fear my sungchan obsession is coming back so HERE have a fun gift

ps: in the little scenarios it fluctuates between a weird 2nd person + 3rd person limited so i hope that’s not confusing</3

✦he’s sooooo soft

✦he puts on a really tough act but whenever you come in the room…

✦there are stars in his eyes

✦he LOVES showing you affection in public

✦is not at all afraid to show his soft side when you’re around

“y/n!!” sungchan happily squealed, the sight of you making his heart run at 100 miles per hour. “hi chan.” y/n smiled softly, sungchan wrapping his arms around y/n’s shoulders, a bright and lovesick smile on his face.

“have i told you today how much i love you?” sungchan asked, y/n pondering about the inquiry. “i don’t think so.” he replied, a tiny grin appearing on his lips as sungchan left a small kiss on y/n’s nose. “i love you so much baby.” he whispered, y/n pulling his closer. “i love you too chan.”

“bleh.” seunghan said, passing the couple who were currently embracing, sungchan unraveling one of his arms from y/n’s to flip off the younger. he returned to y/n, soft laughter coming from the two’s mouths as seunghan grumbled while walking through the living room of the dorm.

✦loves kissing you

✦like if his lips are free they’re going to be somewhere on you, whether it’s your cheek or your neck

✦his favorite place to kiss though is the part right behind your ears

✦it feels super intimate for him

✦he can latch onto your body and bury his face in the crook of your neck and everything is okay

✦whenever he’s having a bad day, all of his worries fall away whenever he’s in your arms

“are you alright bubs?” y/n asked softly, sungchan wrapping his arms around m/n’s neck, placing his lips gently behind y/n’s left ear. sungchan felt y/n’s shoulder’s relax under his hands, detaching his soft lips from the delicate skin.

“better.” he whispered in reply, y/n smiling happily at the person in his arms. taking sungchan’s hands in his, y/n pressed a gentle kiss to the soft skin, sungchan’s breath slowing into a rhythmic pattern of comfort. “i’ll run you a bath and then you can tell me about your day?” y/n asked, sungchan nodding as a sigh escaped his mouth. “yes please.”

y/n’s gentle laughter filled the room as he pressed a light kiss to sungchan’s forehead, who moved his head so y/n’s lips trailed down his nose to meet his own. soft noises of sungchan’s happiness vibrated from his vocal chords and filled the room as their lips separated and touched again. y/n ruffled his hair, walking away backwards, his eyes locked with sungchan’s. “your bath wil be ready in a few minutes love.”

sungchan smiled, following after y/n with a smile on his face, his lips warm and heart fluttering with satisfaction as he saw your figure disappear into your bathroom.

✦LOVES talking about his hobbies and job with you

✦he set a new personal record while doing his work out? expect to see a very happy (and sweaty) sungchan bursting through the door of your apartment speaking a mile a minute about the accomplishment while you simultaneously try your hardest to get him to go shower

✦did he finally ace a part of the choreography for riize’s new comeback? be prepared to see a very excited (but extremely sore and tired) sungchan coming home with a bright smile on his face, proceeding to spend the next 5 hours of your evening together showing you the now cleaned two 8-counts

✦after he would proceed to fall asleep, his face pressed against the couch cushions while you just stand their like 🧍

“babe! guess what i just did!” sungchan exclaimed, bursting through the front door of y/n’s apartment, a bright smile on his face, contrasting the sweat trickling down his forehead. “what did you do?” y/n smiled, looking up from his book to lock eyes with his boyfriend.

“i just finished cleaning that really stupid part in talk saxy! i’m free now!” he cheered, y/n standing up from the couch to envelop his boyfriend in a hug, attempting to avoid the sweat clinging to his body. “congrats bubs! i’m so happy for you.” he replied, sungchan’s triceps resting under his palms. “can i show you?” sungchan asked, y/n nodding happily. sungchan sprinted to move the table from the center of the living room, y/n sitting back down in his seat on the couch.

safe to say he spent the rest of the night showing you the same moves, only falling asleep curled up on the couch once y/n left to get a glass of water.

“let’s go to bed channie, you’re really tired.” y/n whispered, putting his arms around his boyfriend’s waist. “no, i gotta show you it one more time! i reallyyyyyy got it.” he slurred, his head falling into y/n’s chest, soft breaths coming from his mouth.

“silly,” y/n muttered softly, struggling to get sungchan’s long limbs contained in his arms to take him to his bedroom, a bright, sleepy smile on sungchan’s face as y/n held him. “mmh, i love you.” sungchan mumbled, y/n pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. “i love you too. but can you wake up enough so you can walk to the bedroom because i will die trying to carry you.”

sungchan chuckled softly, his half asleep voice music to y/n’s ears. “okay.” he groaned, pulling himself up before falling in y/n’s arms, feet shuffling along the floor with his partner until they made it to the bedroom, moving his hands along to the rhythm of talk saxy. “boom, did it again. babe, you’re so lucky to have such a talented boyfriend.”

y/n smiled, patting sungchan’s half asleep cheek as he laid the tall man across the comforter. “so lucky my love. now sleep.” “mmh, i love you.” sungchan replied, falling into slumber as y/n smiled at his hyper boyfriend.

✦he’s very open with his group about you!

✦like someone will say something and sungchan will suddenly just say “oh wait y/n did this cute thing” or “that reminds me, me and y/n-“ and the rest of riize just stare at him

✦on the other hand, you’re very open about your relationship with sungchan to your friends

✦it was one of sungchan’s priorities when you started dating that if you wanted to be able to gush about him you could<3 it means the most to him that you can express your happiness even if he is a public figure

✦he never wants you to feel like his little secret! you mean the world to him and while he might not be telling the fans for your safety (the world is still too homophobic), he still makes sure you’re satisfied and heard in your relationship and he isn’t ignoring how you feel

✦if the fans ever did find out, whether it was by accident or on purpose, sungchan’s main priority would be you

✦fans start following you? he tells them off and stays by your side until they stop

✦if you ever feel upset about what they say, sungchan will take the time to comfort you, helping you in self care for the next few days until the comments stopped living in your mind

the group was taking a break after the hours of practice, shotaro talking about the hellish time he had trying to buy grocerys that week. sungchan drank happily from his boba (courtesy of y/n) before a thought returned to his mind about his recent date with his boyfriend.

“oh my god! when me and y/n went to the grocery store this week it took us like half an hour to check out! he was literally dying waiting in line at checkout for it to be our turn.” sungchan giggled softly, thinking off his boyfriend’s face while the other 6 stared at him blankly, sohee sighing. “that had nothing to do with the conversation but thanks for the information!” shotaro exclaimed, sungchan snapping out of his daze to stick his tongue out at his friend, the thought of you still on his mind.

✦’i love you’s are very much an every single second of every single day thing for sungchan

✦he never worries about it losing it’s effect on you

✦if he loves you, you deserve to know it every minute you’re together!

✦it’s one of his core beliefs in your relationship and he sticks by it

✦whenever he has to leave for work before you wake up, he makes sure (or so you’ve heard) to press a soft kiss to your head before whispering how much he loves you and leaving the house

✦if he’s really rushing, he’ll leave a note on the nightstand for you to find when you wake up<33

channie<3

i love you<33

chan :(( i love you too!

okay bye bye i rllyyygotta go now but i justwanted to let you know :)

:((( CUTIEST

haha ty! :(

✦he loves taking you on dates!

✦whether it’s a day at the beach or running a quick errand to the grocery store that ends in a picnic, he loves to spend time with you

✦his favorite type of date to have with you though are the cozy rest days you’ll have together in the country side on his days off

✦spending all day latched at the hip as you relax in the sun, running into the cold ocean in your underwear, and taking late nights all to yourselves is sungchan’s favorite way to unwind

✦one of his secret dreams for when you’re older is to buy a house out in the countryside with you and build your family together!

✦he wants nothing more than to love you for the rest of your lives and it’s the sweetest thing ever!!

“y/n, watch this!” sungchan said, y/n looking up from his sand castle to see sungchan jump into the air, making a heart above his head before he fell into the waves. laughter escaped from y/n’s mouth as he saw sungchan emerge from the ocean, a disgusted look on his face as he coughed heavily, scrunching up his nose before covering the skin with his right palm.

“ah i got saltwater up my nose.” he complained, y/n staring at his tan chest gleaming in the sunlight, his swim trunk hanging lowly to wear the dips of sungchan’s hips peeked above the fabric. “chan!” y/n called, sungchan meeting y/n’s eyes with a newfound smile. “hmm?” he replied, y/n giving him a heart with his hands in return. sungchan stumbled backwards holding his hands over his heart, falling back into the water.

“ack, my boyfriend is so adorable!” he cried, y/n laughing as sungchan was hit with a wave, causing his feet to kick up as he tried to stand. “help me y/n!” he asked, y/n running into the surf, only for him to fall down when he and sungchan collided over the sand bar.

“you were supposed to help me.” sungchan pouted, y/n pecking his salty lips. “oops.” he giggled, sungchan wrapping his arms around y/n’s waist, moving his head to bite his boyfriend’s cheek. “ahh!” y/n cried, sungchan pulling them out of the cold water and into the warm sun, his boyfriend’s bright smile making his heart flutter.

✦in conclusion, one of sungchan’s most important thing in his personal life is you<3

✦he wants no one but you as his boyfriend, and would do anything to make sure you’re happy and satisfied with your relationship together

✦he’s so smitten for you and he wants the world to know! like yes, you are the light of his life! and you’re going to hear about it!

✦and at the end of the day, he knows you’re always there for him when he needs it

✦he’s so so so happy you found each other and is grateful everyday for your love<3

✦no one will EVER compare to you and he hopes you know that!

✦he’ll make sure you stay together forever at each other’s sides, living your life with eternal happiness and joy

there’s SO much more i could put in here but i’m stopping for my mental stability

[sukunasbow]

barbie vs oppenheimer, criminal minds.

characters: aaron hotchner, spencer reid, derek morgan, jennifer jareau, emily prentiss, and penelope garcia!

summary: the criminal minds characters and what movie they’d go see with you!

warnings: not yet proof read so ignore any mistakes.

notes: this might be lame or wtv but i thought it was a little cute!

aaron hotchner

He for sure wanted to see Oppenheimer, but the two of you compromised and saw both of the movies on two different days. You guys brought jack with you to see Barbie and although he enjoyed Oppenheimer, he would never admit that he enjoyed barbie a lot more.

spencer reid

Like aaron, the two of you saw both movies. You also dressed up as Barbie, and he dressed up in a similar full pink outfit, although he was reluctant at first, but when he saw how happy you were he didn’t mind the bright pink outfits.

derek morgan

Oh, he happily agreed to see Barbie with you. He wasn’t interested in Oppenheimer when he saw the trailer and didn’t want to see it. The two of you for sure dressed up as Barbie and Ken and even ended up inviting Penelope to see it with you, as she spent the entire day talking about how much she wants to see it.

jennifer jareau

She loved Barbie when she was younger and honestly, she was more excited to see it then you were. She had your outfits planned weeks before the two of you went to the theatre. She left the theatre crying.

emily prentiss

She wasn’t overly excited to either, but she ended up going to Barbie with you and really enjoyed it. She for sure started crying a little at the end and kept talking about the scenes with all the moms and how her mom was.

penelope garcia

She obviously went to see Barbie with you and absolutely loved it. She cried half the time, and kept talking about it when it was over. She also hosted a Barbie party for the team when it was released online and went all out with pink decorations, pink drinks, pink cupcakes, just everything pink. It became one of her favourite movies for sure.

[rabbiteclair]

my relationship with the Touhou print works is: Sunday I was in the car with my roommate and she asked if Tenshi ever showed up in Forbidden Scrollery, and I immediately answered 'nah, but she had a one panel non-speaking cameo in that chapter where Kokoro's performing at the shrine'

unfortunately it's very hard to un-dissect them in my head so that I can get any emotional impact or novelty out of them again

[rowanmutt-afterdark]

CRYING SOBBING SCREAMING!!!! /p

Thank you again to the wonderful @lemonyskulls for bringing the Replanting Roots crew to life for me! I commissioned them and I am IN LOVE with how much detail they put into the art. They went above and beyond my expectations. Please go and him some love and support! He deserves it with the amazing talent that he has.

Horrortale Paps- Cedar

Horrortale Sans- Hickory

Fellswap Sans- Sable

Fellswap Papyrus- Whiskey

Horrortale belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios

Fellswap Red belongs to Ziznine

Again thank you so so SO much Lemon! I am beyond happy with the results!

I will be posting the next update within a few days for Replanting Roots over on AO3.

[gay-robot-boyfriends]

FALLEN SAVIOR ART!!! @oofitsbethi RAAAAAHH!!

[lunavagans]

The duel in the volcano takes on a very different light once you unironically start shipping ViGreenDow, I realized…

[indigos-stardust]

Advice?

[strawberriesatan]

Made a little fic,, guys I’m really nervous about posting my writing cuz it’s much less developed than my art but I must share my love for Erzajane with the world

[jungkooktarot]

Jungkook as a boyfriend + his love languages | tarot reading

(I got multiple requests about this topic so I couldn’t answer a specific ask. Enjoy)

Almost every time Jungkook has been a boyfriend, he have struggled with the theme of balance. We all know he is extremely career oriented, and his job takes up too much space in his life. He can’t find the right balance of maintaining his love life & professional life at the same time. It’s all or nothing for him. The thing he likes to do is to give his entire attention to his career, and then when he catches a break, moves it all to his relationship. Which is something unfortunately not many of his past partners were understanding of. He was constantly asked to make a choice between his partner or his job, to sacrifice. And since he’s extremely passionate about his job, plus the fact that these relationships weren’t the most marriage material, he thought it’s not worth it to lose his job for a relationship with an uncertain future. Thus that’s a big reason he had to end most of his ex relationships.

Especially in the past, he used to struggle with people pleasing tendencies. He’s the type to give and give until he loses himself. I didn’t expect this reading to be too personal like this but honestly, I can say he didn’t have the best experiences in love, yet. He often felt lonely in his relationships, like nobody can actually get him, his core self, or accept him fully. It always felt like there’s a wall between him and his partners. All these heartbreaks made him grow thicker skin. It’s like in the past he was a puppy, looking to be loved by anyone. Now he is more assertive with his boundaries. He learned to say no and be clear about what he wants or doesn’t want. At least more than before. He needs his alone time every now and then. He has a tendency to lose interest fast, especially if things aren’t going the way he fantasized about. Even though I don’t think he’s the type to initiate the breakup. He just lets the other person feel like it’s best to call it quits.

I’d say his best relationships were the ones least serious. Where they went with the flow, were friends before anything, enjoyed the vibes, and when these vibes died, they ended things peacefully, with no hard feelings.

———

One of his love languages is definitely gift giving. spending on his partner. taking them to restaurants, shopping, et cetera. not just his relationships but in general. he gets a boost seeing others happy with things he bought with the money he worked to earn. It’s almost an ego thing too? – he also loves quality time. staying and watching movies with home cooked meals. going on a picnic. et cetera. he also loves making his partner feel nice about themselves. so he’d compliment them a lot. and he’s a good listener too. – another thing he’s big on is physical touch; however, it’s not just like that. I’m strongly getting that he looks for a strong emotional connection first. I really believe that somewhat he’s a demisexual. He isn’t what boys typically are (horny dogs) and he doesn’t get off to someone he isn’t emotionally connected to. I dare say he’s the type to wait until marriage too. Not saying he’s a virgin (who knows though) but at least he’s a celibate. He loves making the first time special and marriage is perfect for that.

[sunflw3r]

back hugs

non!idol wonwoo x male reader reader prns: he/him word count: 992 non!idol au fluff

wonwoo always brings comfort

content warnings: suggestive implications

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a/n: wait this was so cute hold on posting this one day early bc im busy tmrw!

happy 9th anniversary svt!

the bed was cold.

golden light flowed through the windows of the couple’s bedroom, dirty laundry strewn across the hardwood floor. was it a lack of cleanliness or a rush of desire and endorphins flowing through the couple when they arrived home that caused the floor to lay there still?

the bedspread on the couple’s bed was bunched by the bottom of the mattress, the occupants exposed left leg peeking out of the white sheets. soft groans erupted from his mouth as he opened his eyes, the morning world bright with color.

holding onto the pillow, y/n awoke shivering. why was he alone? “wonwoo…?” he asked, morning voice clinging to the low notes of the word. "where are you...?" y/n groaned, flipping over onto his stomach, exposed forearms catching the cold air radiating from the ac. "ah." he exclaimed, his voice laced with a lack of enthusiasm.

grabbing the edge of the soft sheet tangled in his legs, y/n pulled on the fabric, trying to cover his legs. "i'm still cold." he pouted, flopping over again, hitting the ground by the bed with a soft thud. "ow." his half awake mind was now alert, y/n rubbing his side with his left hand. the fabric of his oversized shirt rested at the top of his thighs, scrunching up to expose his stomach to the cold of his house.

moving his hand away from his torso, y/n reached for a hoodie scrunched up on the floor. he couldn't tell whose it was. was it his own? the scent of wonwoo's cologne filled y/n's nose as he brought the gray zip-up closer to his body, his heart fluttering with the rush of endorphins.

wonwoo was somehow everything wrapped into one person.

he was kind, open-minded. his presence inside the apartment was quiet: reading books on his side of the couch in his blanket, the couple's black cat curling up on his lap, cooking meals for dinner, and most off all pampering his partner. wonwoo was multifaceted, always there but always enough. and sure, he had a gorgeous face and more than average physique, but his mind was so complex, and as y/n grew older he grew to appreciate wonwoo's silent thoughts and moments more and more.

pulling himself out of his enamored thoughts, y/n found the strength deep within his drained and sore body to get off of the hardwood floor, standing on his own two feet. the world slightly span as he unzipped the jacket, putting over his shoulders, taking in the familiarity of wonwoo’s being.

the door of his bedroom veered open as he pushed against it, the light from the rest of the apartment rousing his eyes from their state of equilibrium. he brought his hand to cover his eyes from the sunlight, catching the motion of something by the window.

wonwoo.

a bright smile appeared on his face, moving quicker to sneak up on the distracted man. wonwoo pulled on the drawstring off the couple’s cheap curtains, y/n standing right behind him, reaching out his arms to wrap them around wonwoo’s waist.

“did i scare you?”

wonwoo’s soft chuckle fluttered through the air of the living room, y/n’s heart taking a deep breath at the noise. “good morning y/n.” wonwoo replied, y/n pressing his face into the space between wonwoo’s shoulder blades.

he had on a pretty black tank top. y/n couldn’t remember where wonwoo had gotten the item; the black lace with flower prints different from his style. “is this new?” y/n asked, his mind falling back asleep against wonwoo’s warm torso. “mmh, i found it while i was out with mingyu last week. it’s pretty, right?”

there was a part of his voice that was searching for validation. you wouldn’t notice it usually, but with the amount of time the two spent together, y/n could pick it up easily. “mmh you look so pretty.” y/n could feel wonwoo’s shoulders go up, him letting them down with a deep breath.

“why are you up so early?” he asked, wonwoo turning around to walk towards the couch, y/n nodding off as his boyfriend softly talked. “um i went on a run. and then i read and fed daisy.”

at the mention of her name, the tuxedo cat ran through the living room, brushing up to the couple’s legs. “hi daisy.” wonwoo whispered, leaning down to pet the cats head. y/n in turn ended up clinging to wonwoo’s back.

his eyes lulled back to a sleep like state, wonwoo standing back up. “y/n, are you awake?” wonwoo asked, his boyfriend softly snoring against wonwoo’s warm shoulder. his soft chuckles vibrated against y/n’s chest, taking the two back to the couch.

the cushions were filled with pillows and blankets, wonwoo knocking a few off before unraveling y/n’s hands and laying him on the couch. “ugh, wonwoo.” y/n whined, his once awake mind now falling back into dreamland. “i’m here.” he said, interlacing their fingers.

he leaned closer to m/n, pressing a soft kiss to his chapped lips. finding the clarity to wrap his arms around wonwoo’s neck, keeping their mouths locked together with the frame of wonwoo’s glasses knocking against the bridge of y/n’s nose. patting y/n’s right shoulder, wonwoo disconnected their lips gently, a soft smile on his face. “mmh, too early. good morning.”

a small pout appeared on y/n’s face. “good morning wonwoo.” wonwoo nodded, resting his head on y/n’s neck. the thought of wonwoo’s small smile, his face scrunched up at the edges of skin, made y/n’s heart flutter. he caressed the skin of his shoulders, wonwoo pressing kisses to his neck. y/n smiled happily, his heart fluttering at his beautiful boyfriend.

wonwoo always gave the best back hugs, and y/n couldn’t ask for a better way to wake up.

happy 9th anniversary to svt!!

[marantis]

I deliberately held of on making a post until after I've finished the flashback that Fu Shen prefaces with being the 'hard knot between him and Yan Xiaohan that had yet to be untied to this day' because at this point I've grown wise to the books antics of one upping itself one paragraph after I've been made to rant about how sweet and tender these two are.

That flashback sure does take its time to get to the point, because before the reason for the enmity between them (I say between them but really it's just Fu Shen who understandably was upset with Yan Xioahan) Things happening in the flashback before their falling out include; - a charged fight, that might just rival Wangxian's romp on the roofs of cloud recesses - the two of them throwing themselves in front of danger for each other like it's a competition - the guest appearance of 'we must cuddle for warmth' trope, with narry a complaint from either of them - rolling around in the grass together (non sexual) - Yan Xiaohan almost expiring on the spot because Fu Shen called him gege (met too buddy, that was admittedly very adorable) - a lunch date - and Yan Xiaohan replacing the bow that he broke when they had their scuffle

I can't with them.

And I get why Fu Shen felt betrayed I really do, but also, my boy was caught at the site where he hid that child and woman that was being searched for, who we explicitly were told that harboring was a really serious crime, with physical proof of his involvement nonetheless, and Fu Shen faces cero consequences for that. He doesn't even spare a second to think about possible consequences because he's too upset because he thinks Yan Xiaohan has been using him the whole time. (I'm sure the thought of holding Fu Shen accountable never even crossed Yan Xiaohan's mind either) But at the end of it Yan Xiaohan really was only doing his job, and of course then he goes and releases those two people in secret afterwards.

Also, also 'I hope you hate me for the rest of your life.' goes really hard as a veiled declaration of affection, like I almost cried, in public, because of this ridiculously smitten man.

[faerie-somnium]

After the show- a tyies drabble

Pairing: skk

CW: NSFW under the cut (MINORS DNI); semi-public sex, grinding, frottage, anal fingering, spit as lube, not edited cause I don't wanna.

There was always something about lingering adrenaline after a bull-ride. Almost all riders experience it. Most choose to blow off steam in the typical ways- hitting the bars to drink, shoot pool and maybe pick up an interested buckle bunny or two.

Before their little thing started, both him and Dazai followed suit. They still did sometimes but why bother when there were better options? It was always more intense for Chuuya, who had endless electric energy always kept at bay on a regular day.

That was how Dazai found himself in his situation, pressed flat against the inside of a janitor's closet door of the latest arena, a riled up Chuuya gently biting his under his jaw with a wolf's grin.

Dazai slips his thigh between the shorter's thighs for him to grind against. Chuuya was distracted for a second, clearly basking in finally getting friction on the half chub he had been sported for the last half hour. But with a goal in mind, he snaps out of it, pushing up on his toes to kiss him as he rushed to unbuckle Dazai's belt and pop the button of his jeans.

As soon as the final ceremony ended, Chuuya hadn't hesitated. Dazai didn't know when Chuuya set it up for the closet to already be unlocked as he yanked him through the doorway. They hadn't bothered showering. Both were covered in a thin sheen of sweat and a smear of dirt painted Chuuya's cheek. Chuuya smelled like a combination of earth, sweat and spicy musk that managed to still be appealing.

Dazai inhaled deep and squeezes Chuuya's lithe waist before sliding his own hands down to slip his fingers under Chuuya's own buckle, making quick work of unfastening his rivals pants. Just they had eachothers cocks out, Chuuya momentarily separated their lips, hocked a healthy amount of spit into his own palm before gripping them both. Dazai pushed his own hips forward into a delicious slide, groaning in the back of his throat. They moved in tandem, pressed tight against eachother and desperate in their own chase for pleasure.

Dazai slid his hands up the other's back to his hair. He gripped soft red locks between his fingers and firmly yanked.

Chuuya gave a gasping moan in response. Dazai took his opportunity to stick two fingers in his partner's open mouth. Even in the dark of the light, Dazai could see Chuuya's dual toned eyes flicked up to meet his own. Dazai had to bite his lip and resist letting his eyes roll back. Around his fingers Chuuya suckled running his tongue along the seam where the digits met. Simultaneously, Chuuya squeezed his hand around them tighter and pumped his hips faster.

Dazai's peak was hurdling closer. He had to pull one more trump card to make sure he wouldn't finish first. Slipping his fingers out of Chuuya's mouth, well coated in spit, he quickly moved his hand behind them under the other's jeans and boxers. He deftly circled his rim a few times before he breached one fingertip past.

"Mm, hah, fuck," Chuuya's moan grew as he broke away again to lean his head against the brunet's shoulder.

With how riled up the red head was, that's all it took for him to spill between them. He didn't bother pull away before continue pumping them, probably reveling in the overstimulation.

Bringing his other hand up, he cupped Dazai's jaw and purrs, "You win this one, Samu."

The gravelly quality in Chuuya's sexed-out voice was enough to make Dazai follow, stars dancing behind his eyes.

After catching his breath, all Dazai could said in reply is, "Heh, yippee."

[elecktrum]

Chapters: 28/? Fandom: Final Space (Cartoon), Final Space Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Avocato/Gary Goodspeed, Avocato & Gary Goodspeed, John Goodspeed/Sheryl Goodspeed Characters: Gary Goodspeed, Avocato (Final Space), Sheryl Goodspeed, John Goodspeed, Lord Commander (Final Space), Tribore Menendez, Derek, Dr. Bluestein, General Viro, General Cataloupe, Melanie Dewinter, KVN (Final Space), Kevin Van Newton, Nikos, High Helper Hula, HUE (Final Space) Additional Tags: Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends, KVN sucks, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Slow Romance, Slow Dancing, Slow To Update, Canon-Typical Violence, Alien Cultural Differences, Family Feuds, garycato - Freeform, No beta we die like redshirts, Idiots in Love, Avocato stan, Garycato stan, Cartoon Physics Summary:

Avocato and Gary Goodspeed were not in love. In fact, they had never met each other. But when a rumor that they were secretly courting spread through the sector and their two warring families ceased all combat at once, they felt obligated to fall in love fast.