#god i should stop doing this to myself. i dONT HAVE TIME

[shizunitis]

transmigrator! luo binghe and system! shen yuan au:

shen yuan refuses to take binghe’s b-points away as punishment—instead, he turns off his voice box until binghe apologises, which happens the moment the “audio off” toggle appears.

binghe calls shen yuan ‘a-yuan’ when he’s being cheeky and ‘yuan-ge’ when he wants more b-points to enable his shopaholic tendencies. shen yuan tried to shut down the system shopping function once but binghe just refused to do anything in the story until he got it back up.

(“i’m on strike,” he said, and listened as his adorable companion ranted for hours at him about the importance of maintaining the narrative and avoiding landmines. it all concluded with shen yuan believing he’s won by teaching his host about responsibility and luo binghe agreeing while browsing the new additions to the store)

whenever they end up in a sci-fi setting shen yuan has to drag binghe away from the android shops/factories. “i don’t need a body. it wouldn’t work. binghe, be good, you have a multiuniverse to save.”

they don’t talk about the tentacle monster. shen yuan has wiped it from the mission logs. luo binghe gets a -5 b-points notification whenever he utters the word ‘slime’ regardless of context.

there’s more i’ve thought up for this but i’m considering actually writing it so i’ll stop here for now. i just wanted all of you to consider the possibility. ponder with me. meditate on it, for those of such inclinations.

[frostbite-the-bat]

talked w/ a friend about this and wanted to post something similar yesterday after a convo i saw also

about people criticizing ttcc / ttcc fans for just... being cog fans? being cog centric? usually coming from people who only like the toons.

and everyone likes what they like! it's okay! but saying that people who like the cogs are horrible and support the bad things they do, is just blatantly wrong. i thought we knew that enjoying villainous and morally Bad / grey characters is... okay? it doesn't mean you support what they do. it's interesting to explore these topics.

i've seen many people just... paint anyone who likes the cogs as horrible because they're "apologists of x and y" and... i dunno. rubs me the wrong way! you do have a point and recognize the cogs do bad things, but liking them as characters means nothing about who you are as a person.

and this is not to say that people who are in toontown for the toons are bad. hell! they are right this IS toontown. i may be on the cog liker side but i like the toons! maybe ocs more than the npcs - mostly because i like my friends and the sheer creativity the toons can bring out!!

SO what i wanna say... i dunno. let's not point fingers...? let's have fun in a goofy cartoon game together??? also complaining about people liking VILLAIN ROBOTS on TUMBLR is kind of funny to me. do you realize where you are. but then again a lot of this i see on discord and in-game as well since i avoid things on tumblr... i am a sensitive little fella i avoid misty fight bc of One Really mean "Critic" guy i saw there and i have been shivering in my bootsies since. so you get me

but like yes ttcc is more cog centric but... that's okay? things could be written better and i still wanna speak on it, and i do thing the toons deserve attention and better writing... but the fact it focuses on the cogs isn't... bad? if you don't like how con centric it is you can go play ttr...? god forbid people have fun and explore the villain's side of things...? i'm not saying either toontown server is better or worse than the other... and everyone can like their own things!!

but like... people will just like the cogs and that's okay and it doesn't make you bad. let's all be friends okay? both sides may be going at each other's necks in-game and the cogs in fact do horrible things - but it's what makes them fun, and it gives the toons things to do in the game!! but we don't gotta !!!!!!!! i may be really sarcastic and sometimes mean in private but like that's me just privately sassing, deep down i think people should just... y'know..? enjoy things.

so yea that's the guzma / cathal thought of today. toon people cog people both people are all awesome as fuck and you keep doing what you're doing i love you toontown isn't toontown without you

[readymades2002]

trying to do some financial math for if i move out and getting sick to my stomach

[sapphicdib]

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[xamaxenta]

It’s difficult to not feel discouraged sometimes when your partner is also an artist and happens to be faster than you in every conceivable way

This doesn’t bother me often because everyone is different and comparing production time and skill against each other or anyone is detrimental mostly and its ok to have your own workflow

but it does weigh on me vaguely sometimes sometimes that she can finish 2-3 full coloured pieces within a week and ive been painfully scratching out the same number but theyre only sketches that ill never revisit within a month

None of this actually matters in the long run, it just makes me feel bad on occasion

[silverspleen]

My batshit fucking insane conservative nurse coworker who once used slavery as an argument that abortion access should be up to the state's discretion and not a universal right: You know you shouldn't be wearing your mask everywhere, it's going to hurt your immune system. >:(

Me, a girl who eats expired food off the apartment floor that she cleans exactly once a year, touches random bugs outside, and just randomly sticks her fingers and hands in her mouth without even thinking of washing them first: No, no I think I'll be ok.

[wormsdyke]

if i drop out of college i may lose the opportunity to make friends with other people in similar age and interest groups VS i'm already not making friends in college so it's not like i'm missing out on much. FIGHT

[puppmeo]

Nobody talks about how utterly humiliating it is to love your family with your whole heart and they dont even. Like you.

[l6ndry]

summer sun forever, rafe cameron

band au!rafe x fan!reader (SMAU)

IN WHICH . . . one of the biggest warnings among celebrities is to avoid falling for a fan. rafe clearly does not consider this when he first notices his self proclaimed number one fan, you.

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amora speaks: hii!!! this is my first time writing a fic.. i hope u like this LOLLL rafe's a little dry rn but i swear he'll get better. also inspired by all the smau's ive seen on tumblr recently !!! i havent seen s4 part 2 yet no spoilers plz 😢

[themindelectricdemo4]

negative in tags cuz i like writing tags note: there's 2 other posts expanding on this post just a little idk if they'll be posted before or after this one but they are or will be all on the same day

[y3sterdaysproblem]

well i dont think they use protection? if im wrong stake me, but what abt some sorta pregnancy scare, like shes not ACTUALLY pregnant that would be a lil wild, but just a little ahh!!

mentions of pregnancy and blood

toxic!fwb!chris crumbs

“what is wrong with you these last few days?” chris asks out of nowhere, turning his head on his pillow to look at you, noticing the way you’re chewing your lip until you’re sucking blood out of the skin without even noticing.

“what?” you ask, whipping your head to look back at him, tearing your gaze from the tv playing in front of you. you were barely even watching it, too caught up in your own mind as you frantically did the math in your head of when your last period was.

“are you good, dude?” he asks with furrowed eyebrows, reaching forward to tug your lip out from between your teeth, brushing his thumb over the forming bead of blood. “you’re tearing your lip apart. what are you thinking about?”

you reach up to your mouth and touch it gently, pulling your hand back to see a small smear of red liquid. “oh, nothing. just bored, i guess,” you dismiss, wiping your fingers off on chris’s black sheets.

chris hums, like he doesn’t quite believe you but doesn’t care enough to push the issue. “alright, well, stop. it’s driving me crazy,” is what he settles on saying, turning his attention back to the tv.

you do the same, trying to focus on the show playing, but you’re completely lost and it makes you drift off into thought again. it’s not much longer when chris rolls onto his side and reaches forward, gripping your cheeks in one hand and turning you to face him once more.

“alright, what is it?” he demands, staring down into your eyes and his tone leaves no room for argument, yet you still try to weasel your way out of the conversation.

“nothing!” you put on your best convincing voice, lips pouting out from the way chris grabbed your face. “i’m just bored, I have no idea what’s going on in this show!”

“normally when you’re bored you go on your phone or go to sleep, not bleed everywhere,” chris says in a deadpan tone. “you’re driving me crazy.”

“why do you care so much?” you grumble, trying to push his hand off of you to no avail. “i’m just a little anxious, okay?”

chris loosens his grip on you at this answer, narrowing his eyes as he thinks of what to say. “why?” he asks plainly. “can you drop it?” you push, finally wiggling your face out of his grasp.

“I don’t get why you won’t just tell me what’s bothering you,” chris huffs out in annoyance, still facing you though he pulled his hand back towards his own body now. “because, i’m not-“ you groan and run your hands over your face. “i’m not sure if i’m freaking out for no reason or if I actually should be freaking out, so i’m not going to tell you if i’m just scaring myself into thinking i’m- fuck, can you just drop it?”

you turn to look at chris and he’s got one eyebrow raised as he listens to you ramble, almost like he’s impatiently waiting for you to shut up. “what, you pregnant or something?” he scoffs out, but the way you stare at him blankly has his heart dropping to his stomach. “are you fucking pregnant?”

“I don’t know!” you exclaim in a loud whine, turning to your side to face chris as well but burying your face in your hands. “my period is all fucked up and my boobs hurt and i’ve been so nauseous all the time and I can’t tell if it’s because i’m anxious or because i’m… god, I can’t even say it.”

chris is silent for a few moments as he churns through the absolute dread filling his mind, feeling slightly nauseated himself at the idea of you carrying his child. or anyone for that matter. “have you…” he clears his throat, trying to not sound like he, too, was on the verge of a panic attack. “have you taken a test?”

you slowly drag your hands from your face and meet his eyes, shaking your head shallowly. “no,” you admit quietly. “i’ve been too scared.” chris sucks in a deep breath and nods, reaching for his phone that lay behind him on the bed. “okay, i’m gonna doordash some pregnancy tests and you’re taking them now.”

and that’s exactly how you end up standing in the bathroom with three different boxes of pregnancy tests, chris leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed. “umm…” you start slowly, looking over at him as he waited. “some privacy?”

chris scoffs and rolls his eyes, pushing himself to stand up straight. “you’ve peed in front of me before. i’ve seen every liquid your body can possibly produce and now you’re kicking me out?”

your cheeks darken at his implications, nose scrunching up slightly. “I have to pee in a cup!” you remind him, holding the red solo cup towards him dramatically. “just go and i’ll get you when i’m done.”

chris sighs frustratedly but obliges, turning to leave the bathroom and shutting the door behind him.

your hands are shaking as you hold the cup between your legs and pee into it, grateful you didn’t get it everywhere. once you’re done and the cup was resting on the sink and your hands were washed, you open the door for chris to come back in.

“have you ever taken one before?” chris asks curiously, watching as you opened the box and pulled out two test strips, opening both and dipping them into the cup. “yes,” you say honestly, focusing on the task at hand. “a couple times.”

chris hums and nods his head at your answer, still watching intently. you pull the tests out of the cup and lay them on the wrapper, clearing your throat nervously. “okay, now we just wait a few minutes until the lines appear. I mean line,” you correct yourself, not wanting to speak a positive test result into existence.

you turn your attention to chris and meet his eyes, grateful for the lack of nagging and overall annoying chris behavior at the moment. “so if you are pregnant,” he starts slowly and you instantly cut him off by shaking your head and putting your hand up to cover his mouth. he recoils with a grimace, pushing your hand away from him. “get your pee hands off me!”

“I washed them!” you tell him defensively, pulling your hand back and wiping it on your shirt. “still gross,” he replies. “anyway, I am not ready to be a dad. just putting that out there.”

“please,” you laugh. “you’ll never be ready to be a dad.” chris seems to take offense to that, slapping a hand over his chest. “i’ll be a great dad one day, just not now when i’m not even sure how to feed myself half the time.”

you’re about to respond, but then you remember what you guys are actually in here for and a surge of anxiety courses through you at the thought of actually reading the results. regardless, you turn your body and lean over the counter to get a good look at the tests laying face up on the wrappers.

“what’s it say?” chris asks, peering over your shoulder at the tests, even though he had no idea what he was looking for.

you sigh out loudly and pick them both up by the clean end, holding them up for him to see. “negative,” you breathe out in a relieved tone.

“damn,” chris says from behind you, one hand coming up to your hip and the other pressing on the center of your upper back, hinging you at the hips over the counter. “guess that means we gotta keep trying, huh?”

and as his fingers dip into the waistband of your shorts, all you can do is laugh and squeal out a disbelieving “chris!”

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[anemhoez]

The General…

Jiyan/AFAB Reader/Rover

WARNINGS: unprotected sex, language, slight breeding

A/N: *clawing at the walls* JIIIIYAAAAAAAN!! is it just me or did they make this mf TOO hot?! is that a thing?!?! everytime i see him i just *chokes self* i need a cold shower hehehe

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!!

With the upcoming battle against the Threnodian threat and the dangers that would arise, General Jiyan was more concerned than ever. You found him pacing in his makeshift office, a small room in an abandoned warehouse that he and his army moved into to have a place for medical staff and equipment. “General? You asked to see me?” you questioned softly once walking in, hoping not to disturb him in whatever he was doing. “Yes, thank you for coming Rover, please sit.” his voice was more gentle with you then when he spoke to his subordinates. “I want to reiterate just how dangerous the upcoming battle will be, the crownless is ruthless.” he spoke with concern heavy in his voice. Your face stayed stoic as you nodded, “I know general, but im one hundred percent committed to this fight, i won’t falter.”

Jiyan smiled at your resolve, “I’m honored to have a soldier like you by my side, thank you.” he said with a small sigh. He stretched his neck with a deep groan, bringing a hand to soothe the aching muscle. “Are you alright general?” you stood up quickly, moving over to observe him more closely. His amber eyes met yours, “Yes, i’m fine, just a bit stressed, nothing out of the ordinary.” he leaned against the dusty table he used to revise plans with the troops. You reached out, touching his forehead with the back of your hand to check his temperature. “You’re not very warm, do you want me to fetch some vitamin packets from the infirmary?” He shook his head, a small smile pulling at the corner of his lips. “I’m fine really, please dont worry about me, there’s more pressing matters to attend to.” he reassured you with his never ending resolve. “Alright but, at least take some time to relax, even if just for a little bit,” you cocked your head to the side, observing his demeanor, “what do you normally do to de-stress?”

The general before you seemed to light up suddenly at your question. “Well, I like to spar with the new recruits, take long walks or,” he stopped when he noticed your proximity. You had moved closer to him, your heavenly scent hit him harder than it should have, and he inhaled deeply. He looked down at you, his intense stare causing your stomach to stir, “I also like to have sex when I’m stressed.”

If you hadnt already been in a trance by his stare, his words would have definitely done the trick. You gulped audibly, “Oh?! Of course you do- ah i mean to say that’s a good stress reliever- I’m not saying that you’re some kind of degenerate or anything!” Jiyan actually laughed hard at your words, the first time you’ve ever seen such emotion since being around him. Your face got hot, worried you had overstepped, “Forgive me general, it’s been a while for me so the topic is kind of, gods why am i so awkward?!” you asked yourself out loud, your body absentmindedly walking towards the door.

The general turned to sit at his desk, his large lap looking as inviting as ever. “It’s actually been a while for me too, I never have time for myself, let alone someone else.” his eyes followed you as he spoke, hoping he hadn’t made you uncomfortable in any way. But as soon as you closed the door and locked it, his need and desire began to grow. You mustered up all your courage and sighed, “General, I’m more than willing to help you,” your voice was soft as your hands came to remove your top. Without a word, Jiyan took you by the waist bringing you to sit on his lap.

Your lips collided in a frenzied kiss, his strong grip and dominance over you caused your head to spin. His gloved hand adorned with claws squeezed your breasts one after the other, while his other hand rested at your back. When you finally pulled away, he made quick work of your bra, pulling it down so he could suck and bite at your sensitive flesh. He was so rough with you, his eager and desperate hands gripped you tightly, sure to leave bruises in their wake. He pulled away from you briefly, only to place you on top of the desk.

“Forgive me, for being so rough with you,” his hands were softer now, more gentle as they rubbed up your exposed thighs. “Dont be, please use me however you like,” you pleaded and took one of his hands and brought it between your legs. He sighed at your warmth, taking his bottom lip between his teeth he growled, feeling your wetness through your underwear. “Fuck,” he cursed into your mouth, your tongues soon meeting in another passionate kiss that made you dizzy. Jiyan finally lifted up your skirt to your belly and pulled your underwear down, sitting back in his chair and making himself comfortable before leaning down to slot between your legs.

You arched your back sharply, feeling his tongue glide up from your entrance to your clit. He moaned deep, practically growling as he tasted you. You looked down at the sight of the general making a mess of you, greedily licking and slurping, driving you feral with his tongue. Your fingers grabbed at his hair, tugging and pulling him impossibly closer. “General,” you huffed, his long tongue fucking in and out of your sopping hole viciously. “Fuck!” you yelped, shaking in his grasp as you came hard, the lack of touch the past few months making you a whiny, trembling mess within seconds. He continued however, determined to get you to come as many times as he liked. He sucked on your clit, releasing you from his grasp only to remove his bracers and gloves. He inserted two fingers inside of you, keeping the brutal pace of his tongue against you while he curved and pumped his fingers in and out. You huffed and moaned, the overstimulation wracking your body again and again as the general teased your spot over snd over with his long thick fingers. “Please! Please just fuck me!” you begged as you tugged on his ponytail, needing the onslaught on your pussy to stop.

When he finally pulled away, his mouth was glistening with your essence and he licked his lips greedily, moving in for a kiss. “You’re incredible,” he whispered gruffly as he undid his pants quickly, shimmying himself out of his undergarments to finally stroke his cock. You watched the general, your leader in this battle against evil, line himself up with your entrance, and slowly push himself into you.

He hissed, your warmth and tightness overwhelming him. “Mmh, so perfectly tight,” he huffed into your ear before pulling out and thrusting back in harshly. Gods was he aggressive in the best way, brutally thrusting into your pussy as if he owned it already. His bruising grip tight on your thighs as he pushed them down, folding you in half for the best possible angle. “Rover, ahh,” he grunted, moving in close to suck and leave marks on your neck. You held onto him for dear life, clawing at his back, desperately trying to hold onto him. “H-harder please!” you whined into his ear, his pace quickened and his hips began slapping against you so hard, it echoed in the barely furnished room. Anyone outside would be able to hear the rough fucking that was happening right now but you didnt care. With the way Jiyans long cock nestled at you cervix everytime he thrust back in, a Threnodian army could bombard the encampment right now and you wouldn’t budge.

Your peak neared as he continued his thrusts, moaning and grunting everytime you clenched down, biting at your ear as you bared down so hard, he almost lost it. “Ah! I’m-“ your words caught in your thraot as you came, the blinding orgasm crashing into you like a truck. Jiyan’s hands came to wrap around your throat, gently squeezing as he leaned back to look down at you. Your fucked out expression, mouth hanging open with drool dripping down one corner of your mouth was all he needed to finally cum hard into you. He never lost eye contact with you, his mouth twisted into the most satisfied smile as he pumped his seed deep into you. You were certain you’d never in your life see someone as gorgeous as him in this moment. His eyes half lidded and dreamy, a cocky smirk on his face while sweat dripped from his brow, you had wished the two of you could fuck like this forever.

He helped you to sit up once he pulled out of you, leaving a trail of your mixed releases on the desk. His seed flowed out of you as you sat with your legs still spread, trying desperately to catch your breath. He chuckled and moved back to you, using his fingers to fuck his cum back into you. “I can’t think of anything more satisfying than you entering into battle full of my seed,” his fingers pumped into you over and over, causing you to claw at his chest, sure to leave trails of scratches on his beautifully defined body. “How much more of me can you take I wonder?” You moaned, another orgasm nearing as he dragged his fingers so deliciously inside of you. “As much as you want to give me general, “ you huffed out before spasming and clenching down on his fingers.

The two of you would fuck at least two more times before the battle, your cunt so full of him you started to feel it drip down between your legs as you fought. Once the fight was over, Jiyan tenderly picked you up, kissing and praising your prowess both in and out of battle, all the way back to HQ.

A/N: I’M-LISTEN JUST LEAVE ME ALONE 😭 id do anything for him and his cute blue pubes 🙏

[livinggxd3adgirl]

synopsis— this is a part 2 of “what’s that supposed to mean?”

a/n— I did not expect so many people to like the first part and want a 2nd part .I thought it was going to going to flop. But thank you guys sm! As always there may be errors so pls forgive me. Likes and reblogs are always greatly appreciated!

It had been about 2 weeks since you left gojo. You had been staying at his best friends, geto’s house. You were wearing getos clothes nice all of your was at your apartment that gojo is currently living in. Gojo had called you a few times, but you never answered. You weren’t sure what he wanted with you, but frankly, you didn't care what he had to say. You sat on the sugurus couch. The house filled with silence. All you could hear was the sound of your beating heart. Your mind ran through what happened that night over and over again until you couldn't even remember your own name.

you were snapped out of your thoughts about gojo when you heard the door click open and getos soft voice. "Hey .. im back, I brought us some food. " Geto had been trying to comfort you with all your favorite foods and just be by your side during this hard time.

"Thanks, suguru.. really, " you gave him a weak smile. Suguru set down his keys before he set the bag of food down on the coffee table in front of you.

"Listen.. I know that you're still heart broken about gojo and all, but he's coming here later. He said he wanted to talk to me about something. " he sounded reluctant to tell you that Gojo was coming and for good reason.

You nod your head as he spoke. He sucked in a deep breath before you spoke. Your throat was itchy because of all the crying you have been doing for the past 2 weeks. "I understand geto, ill leave after I eat." Your weak smile pulled at Geto's heart strings. He truly couldn't reason why he even let you stay so long. Geto felt bad for you, of course, but there was something else he felt for you, but he just couldn't understand what it was.

Before geto could stop himself, he quickly spoke, "You dont have to leave, sweetheart..." he gave your hand a reassuring squeeze. "You can stay in my bedroom while he's here. I can't fathom letting that idiot drive you out of here, too. " You finally let out a real smile as you sniffle. For the first time in 2 weeks, you felt like you finally had someone that was on your side.

"Should we eat?" You ask whike smiling. Geto, let's go of your hand as he starts working the bag open.

2 HOURS LATER

You and geto had eaten and watched movies for a while before gojo texted suguru he was in his way. "Stay here, sweetheart. I'll come get you myself, " Geto reassured you as he gave your shoulder a soft squeeze.

"I'll be here waiting.. and geto thank you, really I'm very grateful for everything you have done for me. " Geto couldn't fathom how stupid Gojo was for letting someone like you out of his sight. God, if you were his, he would never let you leave his apartment.

Sugurus train of thought was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing. He quickly said his goodbyes and answered his front door.

You sat on Getos bed and stared at the closed bedroom door. The mere thought of gojo being just a few feet away from you made you want to throw up. As time passed, it felt like hours, but in reality, it had only been a few minutes.

Your thoughts were interrupted when you heard gojo and getos' voice gradually get closer and closer to the door. You can hear geto say "cmon dude don't go in there really just go wait in the living room ill get it for you".

Before Geto could even stop him, Gojo flung the door open. His eyes immediately widen as he sees you sitting comfortably on Sugurus bed.

"what the fuck are you doing here?"

edit!: prt 3

tags!! @ourfinalisation @96jnie @qashmer @sugurugirlie @gollumsmygel @ritzes28

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choi seungcheol - "i should move on, i know."

genre - angst ~~in which, seungcheol knows he needs to move on, but he cant. based on python by got7 !! "but she got a hold on me like a python. i dont wanna lose her, yeah she was my future, shot through the chest i was falling for the shooter. i dont wanna, i dont wanna, have to let her go, i should move on i know." word count - 730

Seungcheol paced back and forth in his apartment, his heart heavy with a turmoil of emotions he couldn't untangle. The logical part of his mind screamed at him to move on, to distance himself from the pain of a love that felt destined to end in heartbreak. But his heart, that traitorous organ, refused to let go of you.

You had ensnared him, wrapped around him like a python, squeezing the air from his lungs until he could barely breathe. It was a delicious kind of suffocation, being consumed by you, owned by you completely. And god help him, but Seungcheol never wanted to break free.

You were his future, a vision of a life he couldn't imagine living without you. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw your face, heard your cruel laughter, felt the warmth of your skin against his. You had become his everything, his reason for existing, his soulmate in every sense of the word.

"Don't make me let you go," Seungcheol whispered to the empty room, his voice cracking with emotion. "Please, don't make me lose you."

But even as he begged the universe for mercy, he knew it was a losing battle. You were slipping away, a devilish smirk on your face, your grip loosening, your love fading like a distant memory. And he was powerless to stop it, no matter how tightly he tried to hold on.

"I don't wanna," he choked out, doubling over as if physically struck. "I don't wanna lose you."

Tears stung his eyes as he collapsed onto the couch, his head in his hands. He loved you so deeply, so completely, that the thought of a life without you was unbearable. You were the missing piece of his soul, the one he couldn't live without.

Seungcheol knew he should be strong, should do what was best for you both and walk away. But he was a prisoner to his own desires, a slave to the love that consumed him. And as much as he tried to deny it, he knew he would never be able to let you go.

Because you owned him, body and soul. And even if it meant drowning in the anguish of a love that could never be, Seungcheol knew he would always choose y/n. Always. No matter the cost.

…

Seungcheol's phone buzzed on the coffee table, startling him from his anguished reverie. With a shaking hand, he snatched it up, hoping desperately that it might be you, that you might have changed your mind and decided to give your love another chance. But the sight of his brother's number on the screen dashed those fragile hopes.

"Hello?" he answered, his voice hoarse and heavy with unshed tears.

"Seungcheol, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Seungwoo asked, concern lacing his tone. He knew about his struggles with you, and Seungwoo had been Seungcheol's rock through the heartache of your tumultuous relationship.

"I… I can't do it, Hyung," Seungcheol confessed, his voice breaking. "I can't let her go. I keep telling myself I should, that it's for the best, but… I can't. She's my future, Hyung. I'm falling for her all over again every time I think about her."

He listened as his brother sighed, knowing he understood his plight all too well. Seungwoo had seen firsthand the way you brought him to life, filled him with a joy and passion he'd never known before. You knew the depth of his love, the way it consumed him utterly.

"Then don't let her go," Seungwoo said softly, his voice filled with gentle wisdom. "Love like that, it doesn't come around every day. You have to fight for it, Seungcheol. Show her that she's worth fighting for."

Seungcheol closed his eyes, a single tear slipping down his cheek at his brother's words. He was right, of course. He had to try, had to find a way to make you see that his love was worth saving, worth cherishing.

"I don't know how," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know if I have the strength to keep going if she rejects me again."

"If she rejects you, then she rejects you. But act quick Seungcheol. She's coming after me now."

Those words stuck to Seungcheol's mind. "coming after me now" "coming after me now" "coming after me now"

…Was Seungcheol… Just a game? And was Seungwoo next?