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Collaboration w/ @kokomimi
#hiccup horrendous haddock iii#how to train your dragon#hiccup#httyd#hijack#frostcup#jack frost#rotg#rise of the guardians#fanart#collaboration#LOOK AT THEM BOIOSS#I HAD SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS COLLAB#they made them look so good
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I am SO late to share this but I recently had the amazing opportunity of participating in this adorable collab with @rogertaylorswift and our Rockets! it was a total honor to be able to work alongside someone as talented as them <3
#my art#rocket#rocket raccoon#gotg#guardians of the galaxy#collab#IM SO SORRY I FORGOT TO POST IT ON HERE GRAAHHH#weed#marvel
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Scenes from Awoken history, of friends and foes alike . . .
My and @flowers-of-io's piece for @d2artevents Last City's Museum of the Arts zine! We couldn't pick just one piece to parody, so we went with a small gallery's worth.
Check out Izzy's full piece here, the full zine at D2 Art Events' tumblr, and all the works in the tag.
Art inspo under the cut:
Louise Breslau, La Vie Pensive (1908) / Pierre-Auguste Renoir, Woman with Parakeet (1871) / Ivan Aivazovsky, The Wrath Of The Seas (1886)
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#official art#clear file#sailor moon#pretty guardian sailor moon#sailor senshi#pretty soldier sailor moon#sailor mars#sailor mercury#sailor venus#sailormoon#sailor jupiter#sailor chibi moon#sailor chibi chibi#美少女戦士セーラームーン#sanrio collab#hello kitty#serena tsukino#tsukino serena#tsukino usagi#usagi tsukino#my melody#little lady#pompompurin#aino minako#kuromi#hino rei#cinamonroll#mizuno ami#luna sailor moon#chibiusa
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"In my thoughts and in my dreams
They're always in my mind
These songs of hobbits, dwarves and men
And elves
Come close your eyes
You can see them, too"
🏰🧚♀️👑🦄💫🏰🧚♀️👑🦄💫🏰🧚♀️👑🦄💫🏰🧚♀️👑🦄💫
some of your favorite sex workers came together for a v magical fairy tale day 💕 they were showered with gifts of love, praise & tippies from citizens of tumblrland...and they all lived happily ever after 🌈
@godshideouscreation • @kissesfromkenz • @weedstop • @mrsbigbootyminx • @blueberryheartache • @jaspervoorhees3 • @frankieglam • @thelusciouslibra • @burythecarnival
🏰🧚♀️👑🦄💫🏰🧚♀️👑🦄💫🏰🧚♀️👑🦄💫🏰🧚♀️👑🦄💫
#my tumblr family#fairytale day ✨#lgbtqia#collab#my favorites 💜#ridiculously attractive people#support content creators#support sex workers#queer#nonbinary#gay#the bard's song#blind guardian
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Not used to painting something so small, but these dice guardians have been so fun to make
#dice guardian#dnd#d&d#cat#witch#Halloween#3D print#painted#collab with my wonderful friend who makes dice!#her dice aren’t in this picture sorry I will take pictures at her booth Friday#should I put these on Etsy yes or no
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A Case of the Swirly's (And The Blue Balls) - Roquill fic (Post-Endgame).
A Collab of B.B. Asmodeus and Inubaki.
Fandoms: Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 1, 2, Avengers: Infinity War/Endgame, Thor: Love & Thunder.
Main pairing: Rocket Raccoon/Peter Quill (Star-Lord).
Rating: Adult, for explicit sex.
Spoilers: Avengers: IW/Endgame, Thor: Love & Thunder, Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 1-2, Thor: Love & Thunder.
Synopsis: It all started with his rut. No, scratch that. It all started when Rocket was passing the common room and caught sight of Quill fussing with his ridiculous hair on the reflection of the coffee machine.
Special Dedication:
Happy Birthday, @nerdy-and-dedicated! Also, I want to thank @shelbyinubakilee for collaborating with me, it's always a pleasure to write Roquill smut on Discord with you!
Special warnings: English isn't my 1st language, although Inubaki was wonderful enough to be my beta, if there are more orthographic errors, please let me know to correct them.
All right now let's continue with the fun!
Ch 1 / Ch 2 / Ch 3
#roquill#peter quill#guardians of the galaxy#rocket raccoon#peter x rocket#rocket x peter#post-endgame#ust#in heat rocket#kink: peter's quill caramel curls!#collab with inubaki#bbasmos story#fic: guardians of the galaxy#fic: roquill#bbasmosfic#verse: the swirly's
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So… apparently a What if…? Season 3 clip was posted on Twitter, and it’s basically the following of S2E2 where Alexei/red guardian and Bucky are apparently a team and collaborating.
(This is my favourite frame btw)
I’m not sure how to feel about this because my boy Bucky looks magnificent, I’m already loving the dynamic…
But like, Alexei was such a bs father towards Nat and Lena and such a shitty person overall, I don’t know how to feel.
We’ll see next season, I guess
#alexei shostakov#red guardian#Bucky Barnes#what if#what if spoilers#what if season 3#mixed feelings about this#I also know like half of what happens in the comics#and apparently this collab is bad…?#idk#I just know that I love Nat and I’m siding with her
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Writer looking for artist
I’m currently working on a fan work which is supposed to continue the movie Guardians of the Galaxy 3. Lot’s of hurt/comfort, found family and taking care of each other included of course (but mostly of Rocket as the main character : ))! The notes outlining the story span 7 pages so far and I’m excited to start writing the piece.
Now, though, I’ve seen so many amazing artworks accompanying other fics though, so I thought I could pitch the idea for a collaboration to create a sketch to go with the fic. I myself suck at drawing animals/humanoids — or just in general to be honest — and I thought to myself that asking would never hurt, which is why I’m here. : )
If you are interested in any way, please notify (DM) me. :D
#guardians 3#guardians of the galaxy#guardians of the galaxy 3#rocket raccoon#peter quill#gamora#nebula#groot#drax#mantis#fanfiction#artists on tumblr#looking for artist#Post guardians of the galaxy 3#hurt/comfort#found family#open collab#archive of our own#ao3#read on ao3#please comment
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We've got Benji doodles, Vidar in a suit, Vokku with a magic stick, and the guardian of the Inness ooo
#oc#original character#original story#my story#collab story#keepers#benji#vidar#vokku#guardian of the inness#grimm reaper#concept art#pen#ink#sketch#doodle#traditional#artists on tumblr#my art#august sketch#trash dump#colorable lineart
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Destiny needs a k-pop collab so bad I'm serious. League, Overwatch, Pokemon, Diablo, Fortnite, the fucking Marvel Overwatch clone is launching with it's own k-pop superhero in the roster it is getting dire like WHERE is my terribly integrated k-pop collab WHERE is the tonally dissonant song WHERE is the glam and the glitter and the horribly contorted light stick ghost shell?
#this is NOT just because one of my guardians has been k-pop themed since 2018 with zero fashion to show for it#it is mostly because I think it would be funny#and upset a very particular demographic of fan in the same way the OW x Le Sserafim collab did#destiny 2
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hey!!! i havent posted here in a while!!! mostly because i forgot to!!! rotg is still fresh on the brain though. love it here. i return with a nightlight drawing!!! a design me and @fosermi have collabed on for our personal au, though ofc my interpretations a bit different than how they usually draw him bc i am a bit of a nerd who likes to experiment. check out their designs of nightlight and the other nightlights if you get the chance!!! they were super fun to bounce ideas around for <33
#nightlight goc#rotgoc#rise of the guardians#guardians of childhood#starchildau#that au is also getting a major rewrite since me and fosermi are collabing on it rn!!! we might combine blogs eventually lmao.
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Hey! Did you know I made the Star Guardian Aegislash and the Star Nemesis Delphox for this year's Pokémon Unite x Star Guardian Collab?
Background artwork by the amazing Marquinhos on twitter
#pokemon#aegislash#delphox#star guardian#art#digital art#artist collab#brazilian artist#pokemon fanart#lol fanart#queueueueueueueueue
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I want u guys to know fun fact, I found this jacket I have this jacket I wear it daily <3 the coat is very good, it was worth it in the end besides just making me feel like Zhao yunlan <3
also I would very much like shen Weis horrific shirt with plaid button attaching on top sleeves to a t shirt
#guardian#guardian jacket#this jacket keeps me warm in -20 f to 50 f its versatile just like zhao yunlan uvu <3#this is probably the most peak fan moment for me#i just. when i really like something im gonna get it#it was so hard to find jesus christ#if anyone wants to get it search ebay North Face Supreme#deep tech#as seen in the labels in the image above#it was a weird 3 company collab or something and its no longer made by the company only for resale#i fuckin looked for it for months until one in my size that wasnt insanely expensivr eas for sale ;-;
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₊˚⊹。 don't let go, okay? | gojo satoru
wc: 2.1k
summary: it has to be some sort of fate that you happen to be stuck with gojo on valentine's day.
contains: f!reader, slowburn, fluff, reader and gojo are 21, reader and gojo are ‘guardians’ to megumi and tsumiki but they are not romantically together, japanese valentine’s chocolate tradition, reader’s cursed technique (vaguely), kind of pining
a/n: in the 'conversations on love' universe but takes place before the main series (would be nice to read but not necessary to understand this). theme song for this is what love is by zimmer90.
part of 'do you know what love is like?', a mini-series of almost's within 'conversations on love'. also included in how to be your lover boy (a valentine's collab by augustinewrites & seiwas)
The night is crisp when you step into it, the clean cut of a cool breeze tickling your cheek; it sweeps past you in the edge of winter and spring.
You walk along the street.
A sort of faded, vintage hue paints Shimokitazawa, wooden boards with worn down signages holding names of antique shops in every corner. The night feels older here, retro lights tinging bars and pubs more maturely than those nearby in Shibuya. At the street across, the sign of a cafe is flipped the other way to formally open the speakeasy it transforms into.
You’ve only been here twice before: once with Nanami and Utahime years ago, while searching for old vinyl records the three of you had gotten into, and another with Tsumiki, some time last month because she’d mentioned wanting to check the thrift shops.
Who would have thought you’d be back so soon? With—
“Satoru,” you call out, half-giggling, “why are you sniffing?”
Gojo trails just a few inches behind you, body bent over closely to catch a whiff but not near enough to touch. Each inhale he takes is punctuated with the sound of whizzing air, condensing to fit through his nostrils.
“You smell like chocolate.”
Out of all the plans you’d anticipated on Valentine’s Day, being roped into a mission with Gojo at the last minute was definitely not one of them.
You shake your head knowingly, the corners of your lips curling; Gojo can smell sweets miles away, you could honestly mistake it for his cursed technique.
He pulls back, falling into step with you.
“Tsumiki asked me to help make some earlier.”
Heavy jazz floats through the air as you pass by a bar entrance, the music muffling as the doors fall shut a few seconds later. Your boots clack against the pavement.
“Oh?” Gojo perks up, voice turning an all-too-familiar hint of nosy as he teases, “What kind?”
You snort as you dig your hands further into your pockets. For someone who claims to be all-seeing and all-knowing, Gojo is a lot more inquisitive than he seems; his nonchalance is but an added security much like his infinity is, dissipating only in company he’s comfortable sharing that side of him with.
It’s been a while since Gojo’s been ‘home’ in the past week, so you don’t blame him for wondering.
“Tomo mostly,” your gaze shifts to the side, waiting for his reaction, “though I did notice her sneaking a few honmei ones when I wasn’t looking.”
There’s a slight stagger to his step as his shoulders tense up, his sunglasses shifting higher as his ears push back. You bite down your laugh.
For as clueless as both you and Gojo are when it comes to being guardians to Megumi and Tsumiki, you think Gojo’s grown an odd mix of semi-brotherly-kind of-fatherly-mostly-guardianly protectiveness over the both of them—to Tsumiki especially. You can tell because his reminders to Megumi are always sealed with some form of ensuring Tsumiki makes it home safely.
‘Home’, which is where the kids stay, but it’s neither yours nor his—just a place nearby that keeps them protected and comfortable. You’re with them most days, Gojo staying when he can, but with the higher-ups assigning him on missions left and right, there’s hardly any time for him to drop by. Hell, you haven’t seen much of him either, besides the rare instances of bumping into him along the halls of Jujutsu Tech, a whine almost always drawn from his throat.
You see his curiosity as an effort to check in.
He only hums, hollower than his usual responses. The sound of his footsteps fill the gaps of what would typically be a seamless back-and-forth with you; you try not to comment on it.
Indinstinct chatter brings the street to life, smooth beats cascading warmth against the chilly breeze. Despite the noise, Gojo’s silence feels unsettling—as if there are words forming at the tip of his tongue, withheld for reasons you can’t quite get a read on just yet.
So, you wait, learning more and more that he usually comes around when—
“Did you?”
The question is half-murmured, part of it lost to the night.
Did you what? Notice Tsumiki?
“Hm?” you tilt your head towards him, tucking strands of hair behind your ear in an attempt to hear him better.
He doesn’t answer.
You stop walking.
“Did I what?” you adjust your coat before turning towards him, catching the slightest of his gaze before he looks away quickly.
(“Did you make honmei chocolate?” he means.)
Still, no answer.
The tips of Gojo’s ears dust pink, and you try not to comment on that too.
His bottom lip is pulled between his teeth, slipping free before his Adam’s apple bobs, swallowing.
“Wanna see something cool?” he changes the subject, removing his sunglasses and turning back to you as if none of it happened. As if he didn’t ask you anything, as if you didn’t ask what he meant—as if you didn’t just catch him at the tail end of a wistful stare.
The shift in his tone happens so suddenly, it feels disjointed. Unnatural. But you’ve gotten used to moments like this from knowing him for so long; Gojo always says less of what he truly means.
You focus on his face, yellow and red retro lights dancing on clear blue. He looks almost freakish this way, otherworldly—a crazed look you’ve gotten familiar with. His hands are stuffed inside his pockets when he stops, gangly long legs outstretched by the shadow beneath him.
There’s really no time to be doing this right now, the both of you just 10 minutes away from the mission’s location—an abandoned building housing a special grade curse that lures people in with fabricated memories. Around you, the neighborhood’s nightlife has dwindled, your walk thus far having brought you farther from the heart of the place and closer to somewhere quieter, more secluded.
Gojo looks too excited, eyes beaming wonder and mischief along with something else you can’t quite figure out yet. You purse your lips in thought.
“C’mon, it’ll be quick.” he smirks, the dimple on his cheek deepening as he shrugs, “I’ve finally perfected it.”
A beat—skipped before your heart races.
You wonder if he knows, if he’s using this to his advantage, because—
—when have you ever denied him when he looks at you this way?
The higher-ups should have known better than to pair you together for a mission. Your instructions were merely ‘to assist’, but you hardly believe it considering Gojo almost always handles these things on his own. It’s more babysitting, you know, to keep the damages of his technique to a minimum.
They shouldn’t have called on you, of all people—you’re on Gojo’s side. Always.
A smile threatens to escape your lips, warmth spreading within your cheeks; you roll your eyes jokingly, stifling a giggle before relenting.
“Fine.”
He guides you forward, chest bumping against your shoulder blade as he picks up pace. It’s a clear road ahead of you, the streets emptying out to more greenery; your senses are filled with the smell of the earth mixed in with the faint cotton of Gojo’s cologne.
This is bad for your feelings.
(Being this close to you feels like the ticklish drag of fingernails just right before it creates indents in his chest.)
There’s something brewing between you and Gojo, neither of you have just addressed it yet. He pulls away when the moment is too close but still looks for you first after missions, an almost automatic question to either Shoko or Ijichi about your whereabouts.
You’ve been catching his stares too, almost always at the split-second before he turns away—a reaction on impulse. The silence between you feels fuller lately, as if there are words he wants to say but is choosing to withhold.
When the space is vacant enough, he steps a few inches to your right, left hand stuffed inside his pocket as he shakes his arm hesitantly, almost awkwardly.
“You have to hold on to me,” he instructs you.
Your eyes widen, equally surprised and shy as you slowly take your hand out of your coat and slip it into the empty space, resting it on the crook of his elbow. Gojo freezes very slightly.
He shakes it off just as quickly, “You might be sensitive to my domain because of your technique, so stay close just to be safe.”
Then, his head tilts towards you, a little closer than you’re both used to. This near, his eyes hold a perfect morning sky, eyelashes hanging like wispy clouds on a clear day.
Your gazes meet and you blink twice, goosebumps littering your skin.
“Don’t let go, okay?”
Another beat—followed by another, and another, the sound of it growing louder.
You almost miss the way he says it gentler than normal, how sincere it feels with his breath tickling your cheek.
“Okay,” your fingers curl around his arm tighter.
He lifts his other hand up, crossing his fingers as he recites the mantra to his domain. In an instant, the greenery around you disappears, stark white taking its place.
“What do you think?” Gojo asks almost immediately, crossing his arms over his chest. Your fingers stay curled onto the crook of his elbow, sandwiched between his forearm and bicep; his other hand rests a few centimeters away from yours, nearly touching.
You scan the space, examining its vastness. Minimalist. A blank sheet—
“It’s…” you try to find the right words, “... empty?”
He gasps exaggeratedly, “Hey!” then pouts in fake offense, “I made it porcelain white at least. This isn’t pure white you know.”
You eye him from the side.
He chuckles, breaking his act, “You should be honored.”
A pause—his tone shifting to something softer, more vulnerable.
“You’re the first person I’m bringing in here.”
His admission is unexpected, but it feels relevant, makes you feel like it, too.
You’re touched, knowing how secretive he’s been on perfecting his domain since Toji and Geto; he only ever tells you and Ijichi about it. No one ever pressured him into achieving his perfect domain, but he feels like his existence necessitates it.
“It’s clean,” you finally say, playing along, “I like it.”
He eyes you this time, dimples deepening the more he attempts to poorly push down his smile.
“Shame I can’t really do much with it, would have wanted to spice up the interiors a bit.”
You snort, knowing full well that Gojo’s very much the type to pick one piece of furniture and anchor the entire place’s aesthetic off of that.
“Someday,” you catch his eyes again.
(It echoes in his ears, the quickening thump of his heartbeat—pink noise that can’t possibly be a product of your technique.
In the silence of his domain, all he hears is that sound and you.)
He hums before looking back to the empty space, “Acoustics would be good by then, we can try your technique in here.”
You nod, the corners of your lips curling; his pinky presses against yours so faintly you wonder if you just imagined it—if he had meant it or not.
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The special grade is dealt with within a quarter of the time it took you to travel to here, but Gojo seems to bear the consequences with another one of his migraines—a mixture of fatigue from activating his domain earlier along with sensitivity from the increased bustle in Shimokitazawa’s night life as you exit the neighborhood.
You make a mental note to get him something that covers his eyes a little bit more than those circle frames he uses—an imbued blindfold maybe? You’ll have to think about it some more.
(When you both get ‘home’, you set up the couch, offering him the spare bedroom so he can sleep off the headache. It’s a quick trip to the kitchen for a glass of water when he catches a glimpse of it—a fully decorated box of honmei chocolate partially hidden at the corner of the counter.
The card has half of his name written in your handwriting.
You don’t end up giving it, but he does receive some chocolates from you, still. It’s a belated gift the next day, along with the ones you gift to Shoko, Yaga, and Ijichi—a tradition you’ve kept up since you were 16.
But, his box has an extra piece, and you even tailored each one to all his favorite flavors: sakura, strawberry, zunda, and anko; his card is the same one you left half-written, just now fully spelling ‘Satoru’.
So, he thinks his might be a bit more special, and he’s realizing that he likes it that way—he might prefer it much more, actually.)
a/n: haven't written col in a while but this is the official launch of 'do you know what love is like?', a mini-series of almost's within the 'conversations of love' universe! there are lots of details that connect to some of the col works but this happens before all of the ones released so far (so you don't need to read the main series to understand this, but it would add to the full experience if you do!).
thank you notes: @augustinewrites love u my valentine, this fic wouldn't exist without you 🥹 + @stellamancer col couple is here!! with chocolates!! thank you for going over this for the first read 🥹 ily niku + @mididoodles @twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat my cheerleaders!! thank you for the support always 🥹
comments, tags, and reblogs are greatly appreciated ♡
#gojo satoru x reader#gojo x reader#satoru x reader#jjk x reader#gojo fluff#satoru gojo x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk#satoru#gojo x you#gojo x yn#gojo x y/n#jjk x you#jjk x yn#jjk x y/n#rated#shotorus.writes#col#dykwlil#shotorus.events#how to be your lover boy collab
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Somebody [SVTHUB world tour collab] (teaser)
pairing; choi seungcheol x f!reader
genre; smut (minor dni), fluff, angst, romance, fake dating au
summary; When you need someone to help you out of a bind quickly, you pick the first person you see to be your “boyfriend”, you just didn’t expect it to be your single hot dad neighbor, Choi Seungcheol…
content warnings; single father!seungcheol, teacher!reader, seungcheol has a child (obviously), eating/drinking, jeonghan/joshua (implied relationship but not stated), betting metioned, alcohol, medical field - doctor!seungcheol, doctor!joshua, mentions cheating in past relationship, mentions death/accident of spouse - widow!seungcheol --- i am sure there are more, if there is anything important you want me to add let me know
smut warnings; unprotected sex (birth control mentioned), creampie, fingering, oral (f receiving), begging, crying (pleasure), multiple orgasm, lots of pet names, marriage kink, seungcheol carries the reader and is larger than the reader, manhandling, shower sex...again if I miss something let me know.
w/c; 25.2k and some change (623 extra words for patreon bonus) [1.1k this teaser]
svthub world tour masterlist
a/n; thank you to my @junkissed for proofreading for me once again, i love you so so much. i really hope you guys enjoy my little addition to the svthub world tour and those on tumblr will join me in Barcelona for the bonus 💕
this fic will be released 7/15 at 3 pm est to read it now subscribe to my patreon and click here
Forcing a smile on your face after a long day, you stand up as the bell rings and parents start to move into the room to collect their children. Taking your time, you note each one, telling them to have a good evening and that you will see them in the morning.
It wasn’t that you hadn’t enjoyed your day, but you could feel a headache behind your eyes and fifteen screaming five year olds was a lot for anyone. So as the numbers started to dwindle, you could feel the anxiety starting to fade from you.
“Hey, buddy!”
Glancing up as Matthew squeals happily, you watch him run towards a slender but fit man that you vaguely recognize. Perhaps he had been on Seungcheol’s walls in one of the pictures, but you didn’t have a name to put—
“Uncle Jeonghan!”
Ah, so this was Uncle Jeonghan that Matthew talked about so much. Picking up your clipboard, you furrow your brows, moving over to him and the man as you quickly make sure the man’s name is listed as someone authorized to pick up.
“Have a good day? This must be Miss Y/N that your daddy talks about all the time.”
Lifting your head from the clipboard, you meet the man’s eyes as your cheeks start to burn. Opening your mouth, you close it quickly as he smirks at you and ruffles the boy's head as he clings close to him.
“I—Yoon Jeonghan? If you could just sign for Matthew, since you're not his legal guardian and only listed as an authorized person, it’s policy.”
Taking the clipboard from you, Jeonghan grins as you seem to shy away at his words. He could see the appeal. You were beautiful and seemed responsible. You were exactly Seungcheol’s type.
“No problem; Y/N. Cheol had to work in the ER today so here I am to save the day. I honestly don’t know why he didn’t just ask you to bring him home.”
Scoffing in surprise, you watch as Matthew gasps and looks up at you like a new toy.
“That’d be so cool! Miss Y/N, can you one day? I can show you my toys.”
Not wanting to disappoint the boy, you give him a strained smile and meet Jeonghan’s eyes, realizing he was an enabler. Seungcheol should have warned you about him, but maybe he didn’t even realize how your first meeting with him would go.
“Maybe… I’m your teacher, Matthew. We play at school—”
“Well and his neighbor and his daddy’s girl—”
Shaking your head, you watch as Jeonghan bites his lip to stifle a laugh before nodding and holding up his free hand as a way of surrendering. Apparently Seungcheol had shared some details of your “relationship” with his friend. You wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out, but you had a feeling this man was the type to pull you out and back into the spotlight.
“Maybe one day, Matthew... but let’s not get our hopes up.”
Pouting up at you, Matthew just nods and moves away from you both to go get his things. Letting out a breath, you take back your clipboard and put it down on a shelf behind you as you and Jeonghan glance towards the small boy as he pulls on his jacket.
“He’d let you take him home.”
Furrowing your brows, you glance over at Jeonghan and shift on your feet at his words and the implication behind them. Noticing how you seem to nervously shift from foot to foot, Jeonghan smirks and glances down at his phone in his hand, answering a text from Seungcheol as he speaks to you.
“One day he’ll man up and ask you out for real. This fake dating shit—”
“Don’t curse in my classroom, please.”
A laugh slips from between his lips as he glances up from his phone to offer you an apologetic smile before nodding and continuing.
“Sure, sorry. As I was saying, this fake dating nonsense you two have going on right now isn't going to work. I can already tell you like him.”
Insufferable. That's how you’d describe Yoon Jeonghan. You had known him for less than ten minutes and already you knew he was going to be an issue in your life. Crossing your arms, you start to sigh into your words, a dramatic big breath, when Alex’s voice once again ruins your moment.
“Matt, buddy, let me help.”
Jeonghan watches as your head moves like prey sensing a predator towards the other teacher, who was now helping Matthew with his bag. His eyes move to his godson’s face as he grimaces as the man tugs on the straps, keeping them tight on his arms.
“He’s fine, Mr. Alex. Thank you.”
You still sounded like yourself, with that sweet tone to your voice, but even Jeonghan could hear the hint of malice behind it. So this was Alex, and now Alex thought it was okay to mess with Seungcheol’s son. The “fake” dating made sense. This man did not understand boundaries and used everything in front of him as an open door.
Stepping in front of Alex, you smile at Matthew and the smile transfers to the boy’s face. Jeonghan feels relief wash over him at the sight as you kneel down, adjust the straps back to where they were and then tie his shoe properly.
“I was just helping out a student, Miss Y/N.”
Oof… There was so much tension in this room that even Jeonghan felt like he was going to drown in it. Stepping forward, he clears his throat and offers his hand towards Matthew, letting him take his fingers.
“And while I’m sure she appreciates that, and the parents do... I don’t know you, Mr. Alex, was it? From where I was standing, some strange man was touching my godson, which honestly made me nervous for a moment. I’d be more careful; this isn’t your classroom.”
Standing up, you feel your cheeks burn under Alex’s eyes as he looks to you to defend him, but you don’t. Jeonghan had a point. Not every parent or guardian knew who all the teachers were, not even the students knew the other teachers. Simple acts could be misunderstood and while he was doing something to “be nice” and it was innocent, you knew there was another reason he was inserting himself into your and Matthew’s lives.
“Well, I do apologize for the misunderstanding. My classroom is right down the hall. I was just coming to see Miss Y/N. We are very close.”
Jeonghan just smirks at the man and shoots you a glance before looking at his phone and seeing a reply from Seungcheol.
“I’m sure you are.” Dismissing the man, he looks at you and smiles brightly. “Y/N, dear… Cheol asked me if you wouldn’t mind helping me with Matthew once you get home? I’m an awful cook.”
Opening his mouth to say something, Alex stops when Matthew squeals with delight and grabs at your shirt, begging you to come over.
Another point to you and Seungcheol.
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