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cloudsandwichsoup · 2 years ago

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first off i didn’t think i’d get any attention at all so thanks to everyone whose given me feedback so far! this is my first question tho so (ty to @pey-no-attention-to-me for asking,, idk am i supposed to tag people?? i’m still new to tumblr lol)

short answer is… no :( (kinda)

the long answer which is just me rambling about swap! s1 ep5 cause i’ve thought about this way too much:

well originally he was going to get his hair cut off but then i thought it wouldn’t really be in character for him to decide to wear a wig that tall (that’s teru’s thing) so i decided that it wouldn’t be as funny if he just bought a normal wig.

the fight goes similarly to canon except teru initiates the fight (taunting mob to distract him) mostly because he can’t stand around while he beats up his friends that came to save him and mob that can’t leave until he beats them all or else the delinquents would get to his brother. mob in this is kinda how the toichiro fight goes in canon where he’s doing it for a good cause at first but eventually he starts enjoying the feeling of being “free” so by the time he fights teru he’s in that mindset especially since teru has powers like himself. mob wants teru to use his powers so he can justify what he’s doing and teru is spouting his “you can’t use your powers against other people” that he only half believes himself.

so the fight has teru stylishly evading most of mob’s attacks and he has all these cringy one liners. then cut to the home ec scene and mob pulls out the knives and teru is pretty nonchalant about it and mob ofc doesn’t want to kill him and just wants some excitement. and then teru realizes how similar they are to each other. mob kinda grows a conscience after hearing what he has to say and realizes what he’s been doing but accidentally releases his grip on the knives before teru can properly react. and teru gets his hair cut (his hair is not safe even in his own au)

teru is furious and since he can’t use his powers against others he runs up and begins choking mob. he’s almost at 100% anger but once mob doesn’t react teru yells at him confused as to why he isn’t fighting back anymore. mob tries to explain that he doesn’t want to fight either and that he was sorry but he passes out. teru alone with what he thinks is someone he literally just murdered (i’m thinking 1st mp100 stageplay type reaction) he remembers the accident involving shou and that brings him up to 99.9%. he freaks out even because even without using his powers he still manages to hurt people. he might just be a violent person and that scares him. then mob spurs awake and tries to reassure teru that he’s alright before yelling at some guy behind teru to stop what he’s doing. it’s too late and the delinquent hits teru on the back of his head causing ???% to manifest.

mob goes from concerned to fearful after he gets his clothes ripped off and the school gets destroyed. yeah i’m sure you get the point lol.

mob’s hair does get parted differently cause of the impact of being thrown into the air and he just keeps it like that ig cause i thought a little differentiation in his design would be silly. also most aus have his hair parted so it’s a reference to that. visual example:

but hey if enough people want it i’ll give you bald/tall wig mob it’s still possible lol. teru could convince mob that tall wigs are in style and mob would 100% believe it. they could be matching ✨💖🔥💞💥

Ok ok ok so I have this mp100 roleswap au that I’m not gonna do anything with (me when i lie /hj) but I wanna talk about it so here we go. Spoilers for mp100 ofc.

kageyama refers to mr. kageyama btw

mob —>teru

ritsu —>shou

reigen —>serizawa

dimple —>mogami

toichiro—>kageyama

tome —>takenaka

musashi —>onigawara???

tsubomi —>emi

MORE UNDER CUT

cast lol:

“master… you shouldn’t let others push you around.” suzuki (hanazawa) “teru” teruki is the main character in this au. he’s a normal middle school boy that just happens to be well liked by his classmates. He tries not to stand out too much despite this (think s1 ritsu) because he’s afraid of hurting people with his powers. He relies a lot on his abilities and is a little stuck up but he has a good heart and tries his best. unlike canon mob he’s quick to jump in head first into problems when people annoy him. He masks his true emotions with anger which causes a lot of trouble more often than not. he’s eager to learn new techniques and when he does exorcisms he’s not afraid to show off a little. only when things get desperate for his loved ones does he get serious. he cares a lot about fashion and his hair. (that’ll be important later lol)

“what’s important is staying true to yourself… just be kind, hanazawa.” serizawa katsuya is teru’s mentor. he’s a former shut in that in the later half of his life tried to get his life together. Now he’s a broke psychologist that situated his office in the cheapest place he could find. in the beginning of the story he’s very easy to walk all over because he lacks confidence but teru’s wit compensates for that… somewhat. he’s shy and a bit awkward but is ready to put his life on the line for teru. he’s become really attached to the kid almost considering him family. he tends to close himself off but has been trying his best to be as honest as possible with teru. serizawa is usually very calm and collected, being able to deal with clients with ease (he’s not as nervous when he’s in his element) but his temper is something to be feared when he finally loses his composure. he’s also a huge nerd lol. sarcasm is added to his vocabulary as teru rubs off on him.

“i’m proud of you teruki. you’re going to go far in life.” mogami keiji is a pessimistic spirit used to be a famous psychic in life. now in death he just wants to control people and bring the world to the state he wants it to be. he wants everyone to conform so he can easily punish those who deserve it. he doesn’t care if his methods are unethical but he starts to change his mind about the world once a certain esper beats him up. at first he attempts to manipulate teru into becoming his sympathizer so he could use him (mogami land) but it backfires. he ends up babysitting said esper instead and learning things from him. he realizes that not everyone is terrible and that goodness can come from unexpected places… even himself.

“you… consider me your rival!? uh, well… i’ll try not to wander too far then.” kageyama “mob” shigeo is teru’s closest friend. previously he was the accidental shadow leader from black vinegar. he usually doesn’t stand out among the crowd but had made an underground name for himself fighting other delinquents with his psychic powers. it started out as an accident but it ended up escalating from there. the black vinegar delinquents threatened him (they were going to hurt his brother) so they could use him as their pawn. he is a kind and gentle person at heart but eventually he fought others to vent out his frustrations of things the delinquents made him do and his complicated family situation. after teru shows him a better way to live (by beating him up) mob turns his life around. he becomes more like canon mob, awkward but determined. he becomes more popular at school with his softer disposition. teru looks up to him, his kind nature and his ability to transfer his emotions to others being inspiring. mob likes to hang out at serizawa’s office when he’s bored as an excuse to see teru his better father serizawa (mob is so in love with teru)

“just let me say sorry, idiot!” suzuki shou is teru’s younger brother. they aren’t related by blood but they’ve pretty much known each other their whole lives. they were close once but slowly drifted apart as teru stopped being open with what he was truly feeling. they were on good terms but things were a little tense. shou is hot headed but gentle as he was taught by his mother. he’s fairly popular at school for his outgoing nature as well as his art. (forced to join the student council by his father. he said it would “teach him how to be more responsible”) he didn’t gain any psychic powers until middle school so he was always jealous of his brother for having them and was extremely afraid of him losing control. He's different from canon ritsu in the way that he actually likes his brother’s mentor (but that might just be because serizawa is genuinely likable) he isn’t necessarily protective of his brother he just wanted to have a connection with him. post edgy arc they have more sibling banter.

“i’m reigen arataka, the greatest esper of the 21st century! of course I can deal with something as simple as psychology! haha…” reigen arataka is a former con artist that was down on his luck. after quitting his office job, he would go from failed business venture to failed business venture. eventually due to the stress of his parents telling him he was a failure and his run down business he awakens his psychic powers. since he couldn’t control them he started accidentally attacking innocent customers. he becomes a fake detective and takes on a mysterious and dangerous case to get away from others. one day as he’s investigating he gets attacked by a spirit. now scared and alone he was saved by kageyama who promised him a stable job and promised to teach him how to use his powers. he worked under kageyama, using a curse spray (mixed with salt for regular people) to distract his opponents. he never actually killed anyone… just put them to sleep. reigen never truly liked what he was doing but he’d do whatever he can to survive and prove to everyone that they were wrong about him. he fought teru and came to the conclusion that there was more to life than just surviving. he opted to ask (beg) serizawa for a job after he saves him. he works as a full time exorcist/secretary at serizawa’s office, handling the marketing and business sides of things.

“dad can’t get more embarrassing can he?” kageyama ritsu is mob’s younger brother and a “friend” of shou’s. he’s closest of the brothers to their father and has been the child who was expected to inherit the world after kageyama takes over. in reality he hates his father for what he has been doing and has been completely overwhelmed with balancing the wellbeing of his brother and planning the defeat of his father. he puts a lot of pressure on himself and doesn’t always feel like he can be his true self. he seems to have a little distain towards teru. shigeo and ritsu have a better relationship in this au because the accident had never happened but they are still a little closed off due to their current circumstances. ritsu is much less cruel (i guess??) than canon shou was in season 1 but he tends to exude a stressed and intimidating aura that scrares people off. he’s more present in the story since he and mob go to the same school and live alone together.

“at this rate i won’t have time today to work on my novel…” aikyo emi is teru’s “crush” and childhood friend. she gives in easily to peer pressure and goes along with the crowd in fear of being ostracized. she’s shy and lacks self confidence but she’s very passionate about writing. teru steps in to defend her one day when they were young and they became friends. they aren’t very close now but emi appreciates his company. everyone seems to have high expectations for her and teru but she isn’t interested. she just wishes she could be loved for who she is and not who people want her to be.

“tch, i’m sure telepaths exist… probably.” takenaka momozou is a normal student at salt middle. he’s the president of the dying tenis club. he’s passionate about espers (new), and tenis. he meets teru when he’s looking for a new recruit for his club after tome storms off. post the events of the mp100 he works part time at serizawa’s office and becomes like family to them. i have an idea for him but i can’t really put it into words so you get this for now.

“you’re never gonna get better like that ya dummy! better keep drawin’ or i’ll hit ya with a demon rush!” onigawara tenga is the leader of the art club. he isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty against the gangs but he tries to restrain himself when it comes to being a good example for his club. onigawara has a mixed reputation due to his temperament (that’s why no one joins the club lol) but he’s actually really sweet. he’s hotheaded and stubborn like teru so they clash at times. despite their disagreements he’s willing to dive headfirst into black vinegar to save teru only to find out it was due to a misunderstanding with musashi.

“why won’t you join me!? can’t you see you can become god with my help!” dimple is a powerful evil spirit with only one goal: becoming god. he’s generally more peaceful in nature using group hypnosis to force people to follow him. he’s selfish and rude and would do almost anything to reach his goal. he posseses an innocent girl mezato in hopes of scouting out someone that could help him gain more influence. also i was thinking that he creates this big cult and builds a theme park or something so it’s a literal “ekuboland” (mogamiland always sounded like a theme park to me) like the official merch lol. he’s not actually that bad and can change since he’s pretty much the same as canon dimple but i’m not sure how to go about that arc tbh.

general notes:

the some of the awakening lab kids are teru’s friends from the art club. they’re kinda divided into both the art club and tennis club.

edano is teru’s acquaintance from the tennis club (takes the place of inukawa but also some of onigawara i think)

musuashi and the body improvement club are the same i think. musashi specifically just gets roped up in the black vinegar drama on accident which causes the whole thing.

the former telepathy club is now part of the awakening lab… maybe?? tome would totally go there and become a member just to learn more about her powers (she replaces takenaka as the telepath)

tsubomi is still popular. she goes along with the dare her friends made her do but she’s upfront about it and teru could care less cause he isn’t interested. so ig they might think that the other is kinda snobby and the episode is them realizing that they’re kinda similar and can’t judge each other by appearances so they become besties.

toichiro is happily married and not a toxic dad (a bit overbearing but oh well) domestic toichiro for the win!!

the ultimate 5 are somehow swapped with some of the seventh division. some of the seventh division would be swapped within themselves??? maybe??? they’d all be besties with serizawa after tho fr!!

roshuuto and jodo could be swapped for the funnies. shinra is silly so idk who to swap him with…

oh yeah mezato is swapped with minori btw. minori is rich but goes to salt middle and is a jerk but teru isn’t having any of that so she’s chill. there’s no cult formed about teru, just minori getting proper character development like she deserves.

broccoli will probably be a tomato or a strawberry instead…

oh yeah also since i headcanon teru as gay uh maybe he realizes he doesn’t actually like emi that way and he was just gaslighting himself into thinking he liked her and he realizes that during the final arc along with other stuff about himself ofc. i’m sorry everything has to be gay with me i can’t make teru like women i’m sorry it just isn’t possible

Now the background info:

the incident that gets teru to repress himself is a little bit different. his bio parents were afraid of him and treated him terribly. the day of the incident they were yelling at him. shou, a neighbor and close friend saw this and ran in to defend him. his mother grabbed shou and threw teru to the floor allowing ???% to manifest itself. everyone is hurt and his parents take this opportunity to get rid of teru. The suzukis feel bad for teru and decide to adopt him (no one but shou knows teru he caused the incident) from then on teru lives with the suzukis and considers them his true family. he doesn’t quite remember what happened but does he know is that he can’t control his powers like he thought he could. he doesn’t want anyone to get hurt.

teru ends up at a psychiatric office, mistaking the it for a spiritual consultation office after seeing a rundown sign that hadn’t been replaced. serizawa, the psychologist that owns the small office, answered the door. teru, excited and eager to learn from a “professional”, completely ignored serizawa’s protests of not actually being an esper. he pretty much appoints himself as serizawa’s disciple. serizawa gives in and let’s him tag along after seeing his abilities and that the child genuinely needed help. he doesn’t tell teru he has powers but after he takes teru in but he doesn’t deny it either. he doesn’t want to lie so he just doesn’t say anything about it unless it’s to give advice. Though… he does add exorcisms to his line of work after teru joins to help train him. (he pays him appropriately.)

if you want me to talk about my thoughts of more of the cast/the plot let me know lol

#i still need a name for this au #lol zawaswap would be funny #i always go on a ramble when it come to these things #mob psycho 100 #mp100 fanfic #mob psycho 100 au #teruki hanazawa #terumob #kageyama shigeo #mp100 #mp100 au #serirei #reigen arataka #serizawa katsuya #malquease

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noonaishere · 2 years ago

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Ateez - Newark, Nov 27

So we stood out in the rain for like an hour, but someone had a Goncharov poster:

So it was basically okay.

Actually, we were soaked by the time we got inside, and, it seemed like they let us in late.

My sister went with me and noticed there were a lot of dads there with their kids: “I feel very at one with these dads right now.” *pretending to holler to one that’s a bit away* “Hello there! Do you like to fish? I-- don’t like to fish, it makes me sad.” Me: *laughing*

This was the jacket I spent SO much time on and even learned to screen print for:

(The big on is the one I screen printed, points if you can figure out what it’s a mashup of. I bought the chain one, and I painted the others with a paint marker and it died while I was working on them -_- Truly, Kim Hongjoong should have blessed my Poscas before I started lol)

(PS: I’m planning on opening an Etsy store and making that the first print to sell)

(I made the HALA HALA tag under the lacing on the left, and the “1117″ in roman numerals under the star patch, I bought everything else. That “01″ tag actually lights up, idk why I didn’t turn it on for the picture)

Anyway, I wore that and a red plaid shirt underneath as my outerwear, which was good because I wasn’t too cold outside or too warm once we got inside, and both dried off relatively quickly (and having two layers meant it too a while for me to actually start feeling how soaked I was getting. It didn’t rain rain, but we were outside so long that we were soaked by the end of the hour standing there)

I saw the elusive LED people:

So rare to see one, free in the wild, much less three! Extremely exciting.

Then we saw the babies perform. Very proud of them. Their songs were good and they were very polished for still being trainees (but I think I read they’re supposed to debut next year, so that makes sense). I think Hunter might end up being my bias.

Then they played like three Ateez songs in a row and everyone sang along, until the music fizzled and cut and the lights went out, and even the Lightinys went out (the 2.0 are so cool) and we got a lore dump in Korean and English presumably (from everything other lore bit I’ve seen) from the viewpoint of the Oppressive Government, or the Android Guardians.

(Can someone PLEASE hire me to do the localization of their English text? Please? Because, yes, “crack leads to pain”... but that means something a little different in English.)

(It is, as the kids say, “whack”)

The the VCR from the World: Movement promos

(I just really like the lights in this one)

Then a bunch of very mysterious hooded figures came out. Oooooh, such mystery, very secret.

(Don’t go near the dog park)

(Trying to creatively crop out this guy’s arm that was SO FAR into my field of vision the whole night that it was not only “not even funny” but also “driving me to violence”)

(Then they went into a vortex, but I missed it by like a second)

(Listen... I love red, and I love San.)

Park Seonghwa is the prettiest man on the planet and I am going to throw myself into the ocean because I can’t deal with it. And Yunho is so handsome that every time his face was on the screen I thought “Wow, he’s so handsome” as if it was the first time I thought it.

“MAKE SOME NOISEEEEE!!!!” (I love you, San. I’ll make all the noise you want), polar opposite of Yeosang, who just stood there placidly as we screamed.

Hongjoong, waiting patiently like a stern teacher or something as we all screamed. Wooyoung laughing at us.

I do not remember what Jongho was saying here. Mingi, like... I love him because his face and height make him look so big and mean but he’s just a big mush of a princess. (Also, this boy’s lips... I better be careful before I start writing smut fic again 👀👀👀)

(Another shot where I just really loved the lights)

You can see on the screen that for HALA HALA (my favorite song in the whole catalog, I’m so happy they performed it) they had it go back and forth between being the current footage, and them as Halateez. I’m assuming they filmed it a few days ago or something, but some of coreo was SO spot on I was wondering if they had deepfaked the costumes or something lol.

Break that spine, Sannie, who needs it!

I need the VCRs from the concert. For lore purposes.

Mist. Everyone giving 110%

More San because I adore him

It’s my favorite thing when one of them is talking and the others all start holding their own mic up for him. My favorite idiots lolol

Jongho tried to grill Hongjoong if he knew the name of his first OST (and the Lightinys would have turned blue if he was right), so Wooyoung grilled him back about why he didn’t text him on his birthday. Seonghwa and Yunho enjoying the mess (Yeosang tried to leave because he ALSO didn’t text him but was captured and acted like he didn’t know what was happening lol)

At some point my sister leaned over and was like “Who’s the dramatic one?” “The dramatic one? They’re all on stage performing, they’re all dramatic.” “No, the dramatic one.” Me: thinks. “Do you mean the one doing all the high notes?” “Yeah. He’s dramatic. I like him.”

My sister went from non-fan to Jongho stan lol.

Me: “See? They’re pirates.” My sister: “Huh”

Lil starry Cromer action

I got the very end of the Cyberpunk San Slutty Dance Move, so I’m happy. (I thought I missed it since I was trying to watch it with my eyes and not my phone. It’s a little hard to hold a Lightiny and a phone at the same time.)

One again: Park Seonghwa is the prettiest man on the planet; once again: I am in the fucking ocean about it. Hongjoong: “Don’t like sexy too much”, also Hongjoong: *flirting*

Hypocrite.

Okay, but San is LEVITATING in the background? I was too busy looking at Mingi’s body rolls that I didn’t even notice until I uploaded the picture lol, wtf.

This is my favorite picture I took all night. I sent it to my friend @cant-fight-kyrumption and she sent me this:

And now I can’t unsee it.

(I also, don’t know how I forgot about it, I LOVED those vines lol)

We were side Cool, and we screamed a bunch and they changed the Lightinys colors lol

I love him your honor

Had to make a part 2 because tumblr kept shitting itself.

Tagging some peeps: @sayaramarz, @hecalledhimhyung, @moonbinnie0983, @ositoblancito, @goldenchunkycat, @leagreenly

#ateez #park seonghwa #kim hongjoong #jeong yunho #kang yeosang #choi san #song mingi #jung wooyoung #choi jongho #ateez newark #newark nov 27

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m-jelly · 3 years ago

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Hi Jelly! Happy New Year >///<, Happy New Year to us!!!

Can I request a fic of angsssstt, Idk but maybe most of us loves angsssssst or maybe it's just me #_#- in which Levi and the reader are newly couple, just dating and not married yet. In this case, Levi is still hesitant to give love to the reader, so when he receives love, he just shrugs it off and he kinda doesn't care about it, like in instance when the reader attempts to kiss him, he would move his head away or he would wipe her kisses off, when the reader wants cuddles he would just shut her out, when she makes him tea and offer to help him with his paperworks, he would decline her or etc. His actions leaves the reader hurt and depressed. One day, he realizes the reader gave up on him, she stopped showing or giving her love, she is distant to him, she won't even sleep or get near him and all of that made Levi missed her love and her too much. By that, he efforts to prove and to show the reader how much he loves her and he hopes it's not too late. Now, he is the one who kisses her first, offering her favorites and cuddling to her, making sure she's not hurt and sad yet the reader is still distant.

One day on a mission, he was determined to protect the reader that he almost gave his life away to make her safe. His almost-sacrifice made the reader bawled and weep that he ends up crying as well; afraid that he can't see her again. It's up to you for the happy ending where all is well and both Levi and the reader are completely happy together.

I apologize that this is too long, Thank you Jelly! ❤

I got a lot of angst requests involving near-death stuff, or love troubles with Levi. Ya'll love hurting my man. Who hurt you guys? Are you all okay? Do I need to call someone? xD I love you all, I really do. I'm still gonna do these requests because I adore requests and normal life is full of good things and bad. Relationships aren't perfect and they will have their moments where we have to learn and heal. Alright, enough of me being an old lady with life reflections!

Love is hard, but I want to learn

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Romance, Levi's first love, hurt, healing, emotional comfort, future AU, developing relationship, happy ending.

Concept: In the future with titan machines threatening to destroy the world, you still manage to find love. You and Levi are a new couple, but things aren't going smoothly. Due to you being his first love, he doesn't know how to love you. Things get a little cold between the two of you, so Levi takes the leap and loves you fully. Levi takes his love a little too far when he almost loses his life on a mission for you. The two of you have to find a balance, or things might break.

You were in love. Deeply in love, but your love wasn't easy.

Levi loved you back. Levi loved you to the ends of this earth, but he had no clue how to love you. He panicked whenever you showed him love and affection. He didn't know how to respond. He didn't take you on dates and didn't get you gifts. Levi was lost, but he was the one who asked you out. Levi was the one who wanted you. Yet he did nothing to show that.

You wandered into his office with a cup of tea in hand. "Hi, handsome. I made you a special tea. I went out into the city and bought you some."

Levi looked up at you and blushed instantly. "Tch, I don't want it."

You stopped in your path. "Oh, are you sure?"

He really wanted it, but his feelings just built up too much. "Go bother someone else."

You put the tea on his table, then you stood next to him and leaned over to look at his computer. "I can help you if you like? You know, with the paperwork."

Levi's cheeks burned as he felt your heat, heard your voice in his ear, inhaled your scent. "I don't need help."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "Alright then."

Levi pulled his head away and rubbed his cheek. "Why did you do that?"

You pulled back. "Sorry. I guess I shouldn't kiss you while you're working."

"Haven't you got anything better to do?"

You sat down on his guest chair on the other side of the desk. "I've done all my paperwork and I've been training none stop. So, no. Which is why I made you that tea and thought I'd visit you." You nibbled your lip. "It's normal for girlfriends to do things like that for their boyfriends."

Levi looked back to his work. "Well, it's annoying."

You bit your lip and looked at your lap. "Sorry." You stood up. "I should go."

Levi frowned as he looked at you leaving. "Go, why?"

You waved to him. "I'll see you around."

"Will you be back later? You know, at bedtime?"

You stared at him, then nodded. "Sure."

You left Levi and felt your heart stinging. You were so confused. Levi had approached you about being a couple and yet nothing had changed. You'd always had a crush on Levi, but he never knew and nor did anyone else. You had kept it hidden. Before you were a couple, Levi would always be around you. Levi was glued to your hip and made you work with him, train with him and do everything possible with you involved. So, when you became a couple, it confused you. He sought you out, but all that changed was you were always with him now because he demanded it. You longed to be held by him, but he just didn't.

You returned to Levi's room and went to the back to the bedroom to see he'd lain out your night things. You pulled your things off, then slipped into your nightclothes. You smiled at Levi when he left his bathroom wearing only his PJ bottoms. You blushed a little and admired the muscles and scars. You walked over to him and hugged him from behind making him jump. You kissed his back a little so he could feel your love.

Levi pulled your hands off him. "Bed. We need to rest."

You clenched your jaw, then walked over to your side and got in. You lay there and waited for Levi to get in. You rolled over and cuddled him. "Did you have a good day?"

Levi blushed hard and felt a need stir in his lower regions. Levi was flooded with dirty thoughts about you. He had no experience with women, so he knew he'd fuck it up. He rolled his back to you causing you to let go. "Fine, so just get some sleep. I'm tired."

You lay on your back and fought tears. You quickly rubbed away the ones that escaped. "Do you even want to be together?"

"Tch, what are you on about?"

You got up and slipped out of bed. "Nothing."

Levi looked over at you as you picked up your clothes. "Where are you going?"

You stopped by the door and sighed. "Giving you time."

"Time? I don't need time."

You looked to Levi. "You need time to think. You know where to find me when you decide everything."

Levi sat there in the dark as his confusion washed over him. He didn't sleep for the whole night because he couldn't stop thinking about your words. He went to work with his paperwork and stared at his door now and then, but you didn't visit. Levi felt cold.

He missed your voice, your smile, your scent and warmth. He missed everything that was you. He waited for a few days, but you were acting like nothing was going on between you and him, nothing at all. You kept your distance and it hurt Levi deeply. He missed you and he slowly understood what you'd been talking about. Levi needed a plan and it'd involve him showing you the love you deserve.

You wandered into your office with paperwork in hand for a mission coming up to finally take back a town occupied by the titans. You kicked your door closed and walked forwards and smelt something nice. You looked up to see a large bunch of flowers on your desk. "What in the world?"

Levi said your name and stood up from his seat, he'd been sitting waiting in your office. He put his hands up when he say you jump. "I come in peace."

You sighed. "You scared the shit out of me." You walked over to your desk and dropped your papers on it. "What are these for?"

Levi walked closer. "I got them for you."

You lightly touched the flowers. "You shouldn't have, but thank you." You gasped when Levi hugged you from behind. "What, what are you doing?"

He nuzzled your back. "I'm doing things I should have done when we started dating." He clung to you. "I missed out. This is nice."

You blushed a little and placed your hand on Levi's as you smiled. "It is." You patted his hand. "I need to do this paperwork handsome. This is for the mission coming up."

Levi let you go and watched you sit and start working. "Can I help?"

You looked up at him. "Help?"

He nodded. "Please."

You let out a long sigh, then picked some papers and handed them over. "Here and thanks."

Levi blushed at your sweet and gentle smile. He smiled back at you. "You're welcome." Levi worked on the papers. He was slightly shocked at how much work you had to do and how hard you worked as well. He looked over at you and admired how beautiful you were. He got up, then walked over to you. He said your name, but you just hummed back. "Look at me."

You looked up at Levi. "Yeah?"

He leaned down and kissed you for the first time. He felt an energy rush from his heart throughout his body. He pulled back a little and gazed at you. He admired your blush, then pushed his fingers into your hair and crashed his lips against yours. He put his other arm around you, then pulled you to stand up as he kept kissing you. He nipped your lip, then slipped only a little of his tongue into your mouth. Levi wasn't sure what he was doing, but he was going to try and keep going with this kiss.

You were in shock that your first kiss with Levi was so shy at first but then passionate. You moaned when he held your bum, then pulled you flush against his body. You clung to his shirt as you felt your body go weak. His hands touching you told you that he had confidence, but only feeling a little of his tongue in your mouth showed he was a little shy and new to this all. His confidence increased when you kissed him back.

Levi pulled back, then lightly kissed you. "I shouldn't have waited so long to do that."

You blushed as you touched your lips. "I need to keep working."

Levi sat on your office chair, then pulled you to sit on his lap. "I have the perfect seat for you."

You got a little nervous. "Le-Levi, I should really focus on my work."

He hugged you and hummed in happiness, then he ran his fingers on you right under your bra. "You're so smart, brave and pretty."

You fumbled with your pen as you felt flustered. "Thank you."

He nipped your shoulder. "Can you come to bed tonight? I want to cuddle."

You blushed a little. "I will think about it."

Levi pulled you close, then whispered in your ear. "But I want you to come. Please come. I need you to come."

You flushed bright red. "Do you even know what you're saying?"

He frowned a little. "Yeah, I'm asking you to come to bed."

You sighed and flopped onto your desk. "I know, but the way you said it sounded rude."

"Rude?"

You whined. "Perverted."

Levi reflected on his words, then a bright blush spread across his cheeks. "I guess you're right. I'll say that another time, later in our relationship."

You let out a long sigh, then sat up and carried on your work. "You confuse me."

Levi watched you work, then he moved you when it was time for food. He got you and his dinner and sat with you in your room as you ate. He made you a cup of tea as well, then just gazed at you as you finished your work. When you were done, he became overly excited about going to bed. He'd never cuddled someone in bed before, so he was looking forward to it.

You changed into your nightdress and saw Levi was watching. "What?"

Levi shook his head and smiled. "Nothing."

You ruffled your hair and sighed. "Gotta be something."

He walked over to you and placed his hands on your hips, then he kissed your neck. "You're just so beautiful."

"Thank you." You pulled from him and climbed into bed. "I'm going to sleep now. It's been a long day with a lot of paperwork."

Levi quickly pulled his things off so he was just in his tight boxers. He crawled into bed and lay on his side facing you. "I've never been in your bed before."

You looked over to Levi and blushed at how close he was. "Well, it's because I always went to you."

"You did." He moved a little closer. "You always did a lot for me."

You rolled onto your side and faced him. "What's going on? I'm a little confused."

"I thought about it like you told me to." He grabbed your bum, then dragged you across the bed and held you against him. "I don't want to lose you. I care about you deeply." He kissed you making you blush. "I love you. I asked you out because I love you. I chased you because I love you. I didn't kiss, hold you and run from your love because this is all new to me and I didn't know how to be like this. I'm learning and I want to learn with you."

You nodded. "Okay. Okay, I believe you."

He ran his hand up the outside of your thigh to your underwear. He looped his finger around the lacy part on your hip and tugged. "I don't know anything, I really don't. So, when we have sex, I will be very new to it. I'm sorry in advance if I mess up."

You cupped Levi's neck and smiled. "Communication. Relationships, sex and love are all about talking. I don't know and you don't know if we don't talk." You blushed. "So, if you are touching me and I say slower, you'll go slow. If I don't, I'll lie there not enjoying it. Understood?"

Levi nodded. "I understand. Communication and listening." He wrapped his arms around you and held you close. "Can I hold you tonight?"

You hugged Levi tightly. "Yes."

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Mike hurried ahead with you quickly and quietly through the street, then you both came to a stop and hid. Mike looked over to you. "So, you and Levi?"

You blushed. "Getting better. We're talking."

Mike smirked. "You two fucked yet?"

You blushed harder. "Not yet."

He hummed a laugh. "But you have fooled around."

You peaked out and checked the way ahead. "All I can say is, that man has had a secret talent no one knew about. His tongue and hands are out of this world."

"Fuck me, I'm impressed."

You smiled a little. "He says he wants to learn everything about me before we go further." You nodded. "I can't see anyone. Use your nose."

Mike sniffed the air and frowned. "Odd smell in the air."

"What kind of smell?"

Mike sniffed again. "Shit, move. It's a explosives."

You ran with Mike as the first explosion went off. You both kept running as explosive after explosive went off behind you. You dove out the way and rolled just as a large sheet of wall metal slammed into the ground. You loaded your gun, then fired at the titan soldiers running down the path towards you. The titans looked like swarming ants.

You looked around to see Mike was lying on the ground clearly knocked out. You pressed your ear piece and shouted your name and rank. "I'm under heavy fire! I've got a soldier down here. I need extraction for him!"

Levi called your name through comms. "I'm on my way."

"Levi!? It's too dangerous for you to come here. I need air support."

"Tch, damn it brat, air support is too far away. I'm coming in. I can't lose you."

You pressed your ear piece. "Levi! Levi!" He didn't respond. "Damn it!" You fired at the titans getting closer with a machine too. "Fuck! I've got a machine now!"

Levi came through again saying your name softly. "I'm going to pull them off you. I'll distract them and you get away."

You gritted your teeth. "If you do that you could die."

Levi was quiet for a moment as he flew through the air using his gear. "I love you."

Your heart stopped. "Levi?" You looked over to the titans to see an explosion. The titans turned and started chasing Levi. "Levi..." You welled up and heard comms chatter coming through. You sniffed and pressed your ear. "I'm here."

Erwin said your name to you. "I've got a shuttle coming in now to collect you and Mike. I need you to get to a clearing."

"On it." You grabbed Mike under his armpits, then dragged him along down the road to a little opening. "I'm here!" You fired a flare up. "You got me?"

Erwin sighed. "I got you. Landing now."

You waited for the shuttle, then got Mike onto the shuttle. You looked out at the town. "Erwin? Was this worth it?"

Erwin stood at your side as Mike was tended to by Hange. "The town will be ours. Promise."

You shook on the spot. "I messed up."

Erwin put his hand on your shoulder. "You fought those titans off. You were incredible. You are an amazing soldier."

You turned and punched the metal wall of the shuttle. "I should have done better."

Erwin understood your pain. You felt like you had given Levi no choice but to self-sacrifice to save you, Mike and others. Erwin knew, because he often beat himself up internally about his choices and actions. "You would have held your own there and stopped all those titans, I know it. Levi chose to go in because he was thinking with his heart and not his head. He'll come back."

"I hope so."

You stepped off the shuttle once it landed, then you watched them move Mike to medbay. You smiled and waved at him as he gave you the thumbs up as a thank you. You looked back to the town and heard no more gun fire or titan machines. You hated how quiet it had gotten. You were scared you were never going to see Levi again. You'd both just gotten to communicate more and you were starting to open back up again.

You lit up when you saw someone using their jets on their armour moving closer. You walked over as they were surrounded by scouts. You hurried over and saw the scouts part to show Levi with a cut on his face. You stopped walking and stared at him. You felt like you were seeing a ghost. Levi walked right up to you and said your name. You slapped him hard across the face stunning everyone around you both. You slapped him again when he lifted his head.

Levi lightly touched his cheek, then he looked at your tear filled eyes. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have thrown my life away like that."

You threw yourself at Levi and held him tightly as you cried. "I thought I was going to lose you."

Levi held you back. "I thought I was going to lose you. I had to fight for you." He choked on his words as he cried. "I can't lose you. I was just getting you back into my life, but I felt like you were slipping from my touch."

You sniffed back tears. "We're both stupid, but you're the most stupid."

Levi pulled your head back and kissed you. "I am. I really am."

You smiled at Levi. "I love you."

Levi smiled back at you. "I love you too. You're my everything."

"No more holding back. I'm going to love you will full force Levi."

Levi lifted you up and carried you. "Me too. Nothing will stop me now."

#aot levi #fanfic #levi #levi x y/n #levi x you #levi ackerman #aot fanfiction #levi fanfiction #snk levi #aot x you #captain levi #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you

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apocalypticgargoyle · 4 years ago

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Hii!! I was wondering if you can write a dream imagine where like you guys are secretly dating and you sometimes post you and dream holding hands but you never tag him so like people know that you are dating someone but no one really knows who and one day you and the guys were talking and you say something like “oh yeah my boyfriend gave me this this and this” and everyone else is all like omg that’s cute but sapnap is over here like “dude dream literally had that here yesterday” but like sapnap doesn’t say anything to you guys he just tells the rest of the guys that he thinks you guys are dating but has zero evidence so the next few weeks they are just trying to catch you guys and one day when they suspect that dream is cheating (when he was actually like asking your mom for your hand in marriage or something) the boys are all like “dude we caught dream talking with someone else I’m so sorry to tell you this” and like you and dream start laughing so hard bc it was your mom and you guys are like “yeah We’ve been dating for like a year now did we not tell you guys?” Or something like “oh yeah did we not make it obvious?” Idk if it made sense 😭😂

I'm ✍️✍️✍️✍️

𝐌𝐎𝐌'𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄. ♘ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

warnings: one or two swear words

You leaned back in your chair, listening to the conversation unfolding before you. You turned the volume up slightly as Sapnap began to tease you about your gaming techniques. You giggled as others began to weigh in, joking about this and that. George’s voice came in above the others. “Guys shut up, her boyfriend works for Microsoft and can get you banned,” he mocked, making you snort.

The image of Dream trying to figure out how to boil water flashed into your mind. “Yeah, he’s terrifying,” you chided.

Sapnap was the next to pipe up. “You can tell us you don’t have a boyfriend, you know. No one will care.”

“No yeah, I do. He bought me this shirt,” you defended, lifting the hem of your hoodie to show the group of them, earning a chorus of sarcastic cooing. Sapnap’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as if he’d seen it before.

George smugly grinned at you. “Oh, yeah? Does he go to another school?”

You snickered. “Shut up,” you mumbled, the chat switching to a new subject. Little did you know, Sapnap was texting George and the rest of them about his suspicions that this mysterious boyfriend of yours was actually Dream, knowing full well that he’d seen Dream buy that exact shirt a few weeks prior.

You’d been dating him for nearly a year, choosing to blatantly disregard any questions about who he was and vice versa. Most of your photos on Instagram involving him were vague and gave your audience more confusion than understanding. Comments about searching for your OnlyFans to see if they could recognize his voice began to circulate and your friends even fueled that fire.

You weren’t sure what Dream had told Sapnap all those months of secrecy, but somehow it seemed like the t-shirt was the first hint at your relationship. After he’d addressed his suspicions with the rest of your group, it was like a hunt to find out if it really was Dream or if Sapnap was just a few marbles short of sanity from one too many late nights.

In the midst of this wild goose chase, Dream was focused on getting your mom to warm up to him. She was a difficult woman to impress, but he was just as (if not more) stubborn than she was. It wasn’t that she didn’t like him, but he’d rather have her favor him over your past boyfriend and there was one she was determined to prefer over him until the end of time. You often joked about him getting close to you only for him to date your mother, which drove him absolutely sideways.

When she visited, he made dinner for all of you and―after studying for a week prior―discussed various books and authors she loved. It wasn’t until he exhaustedly brought up The Crown that the two of them finally clicked. He’d found her “g-spot,” you’d often tease.

After that, they were practically inseparable and he was the one that took her to lunch and sightseeing when she was in town until you got out of school. It was on one of these visits that Sapnap had spotted the two. She was talking Dream’s ear off about something, touching his arm to articulate her points and mockingly appraising him for opening doors for her without being asked.

At this point, Sapnap and the group were certain the two of you were together, therefore when Dream’s voice picked up on his radar and he saw him schmoozing an older woman, his stomach sank. He watched the two of them for a bit, not seeing much change in the way they communicated, but through the glass of the front of the restaurant, he was shocked that Dream was going behind your back in such a way.

That night the group was rather quiet, only a few mumbles from the others would pitch in as you and Dream basically had a conversation amongst yourselves. “So what’s the news. Why is everyone suddenly so mellow?” You joked, making a few of them chuckle awkwardly.

George cleared his throat. “Uh, we have to tell you something…” he muttered. “Dream’s talking to someone else…”

Your eyebrows perked slightly. “What do you mean?” You queried, Dream sending a silent what into the air.

Sapnap sighed. “I saw him with someone else earlier today. They looked like they were on a date or something…”

Dream laughed into his microphone, wheezing as he went about. “You bitch! I knew you were hooking up with my mom!” You joked, biting back your own giggles. You could hear the physical embodiment of a question mark ricocheting through the chat. “Dream and my mom are absolute besties. I wouldn’t be surprised-”

Dream drew in a sharp breath, his laugh making his voice barely audible as he cut you off. “STOP don’t encourage them!” He bellowed, struggling to breathe through his chuckles.

“What’s Dream doing with your mom?” George asked, tilting his head with a probing expression.

You wet your lips. “Since we’ve started dating, he’s been obsessed with being her favorite,” you jested.

“Since you’ve started dating?” Sapnap repeated to the group as if proving he’d been right the whole time.

Dream sighed, catching his breath. “Yeah, I’m at her place right now,” he spoke. “Hold on, I’ll prove it.” You let out a small chuckle as you heard him set his headphones down, followed by his footsteps thundering up your stairs before he was standing behind you. He briefly pressed his lips against yours in a greeting before leaning toward your microphone and sending a “hello from the otherside” to the group.

He leaned his arm against the back of your chair, you switching on your camera mainly because it was just the group of you. “I thought we were pretty obvious like you guys were just making fun of me because you knew it was him,” you stated.

Sapnap looked over his shoulder slightly as if he were listening for movement in his own home. “Wait, when did you leave?”

Dream scoffed. “I’ve been here all day. I literally woke you up to tell you where I was going.” Sapnap furrowed his brows in disbelief at this.

George was clicking away at his computer. “See, I knew I recognized your hands in the Instagram photos,” he mumbled. “I hate it here.”

You smirked slightly. “That being said, my boyfriend does own your guys’ server so he will ban you if you make fun of me.”

#mcyt x reader #dream x reader #dream fluff #dream imagine #dreamwastaken fluff #dreamwastaken dsmp #dreamwastaken fanfic #dreamwastaken imagine #dreamwastaken x reader

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bread-writes · 4 years ago

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I would like to request a Lookism one please

ok so:

The reader is like a single mom and after a couple dates eith either the lookism boys or girls she decides that she want's them to meet her baby (who's like idk 1 ig you can change it I dint mind) how eould some of them react to their s/o having a kid?

you can do what ever characters! (but can one of them be Vasco? You can have whoever else!)

OooO that sounds interesting!

I’ll be combining it with this request since it’s pretty similar.

Writing under the cut!

CW: Children, Single parenting, Mentions of abuse and kidnapping (mild)

Vasco, Samuel, Jake, and Sinu Finding out The Person They're Seeing is a Single Parent

Euntae Lee

he probably would’ve never found out you were a single parent until you told him

he just assumed that you were busy with your life

never questions when you had to leave a date early after getting a notification on your phone

after a few dates or so when you’re finally comfortable enough, you take him to see your child

inviting him to your home was easy enough, you suppose

he’s a little confused on why you’re insisting on meeting up at your home, but is actually very excited to see what your home life is like

is taken aback by the sheer amount of toys littering the ground

you apologize, clearly embarrassed by the mess

the babysitter turns to greet you, surprised and a little terrified by the man at your side

however when they see your interlaced hands, they understand almost immediately, excusing themselves after handing your child back to you

if Vasco was shocked before, he’s definitely very very confused now

upon seeing him, your child would freeze before whimpering and sobbing

dropping his hand, you coo at your child, gently brushing away their tears whilst gently bouncing them in your arms

“...Is that your little sibling?”

you softly shake your head, refusing to meet his questioning gaze

the gears start to turn in his head; from your early exits to the toys on the floor

this was your child

he’ll stare at you for a moment, his eyes shining brightly with an emotion you couldn’t quite name

he’s mesmerized by how quickly you were able to calm the child--your child and is captivated by pure amount of love your gaze holds

after your child calms down, they’ll stare at Vasco for a moment, protectively clinging to the fabric of your sweater

their gazes sends cold shivers down Vasco’s spine

would they hate him?

do they find him scary--

he’s broken from his thought as a small babble makes its way to his ears

your child reaches out to him, their grabby fingers grasping onto his clothes

he stills for a moment until you let out a soft laugh

he watches as you allow your child to latch on to him, the soft smile on your features sending butterflies throughout his stomach

yeah, he could get used to this

Samuel Seo

definitely one of the more suspicious ones when it comes to your secret

he won’t question it as much if you tell him you’re okay or to stop being so nosey

but, to be fair, when have words ever stopped him?

he won’t do much, just a little digging

which lead him to the fact that you live with someone else

a someone that you’ve never told him about

however, that’s not the part that surprised him

what surprised him was that the other tenant was a minor; listed as your dependent

how he found this out, you’ll never know

he’ll confront you about this

you weren’t happy to see him snooping around in your life, but you eventually sigh before taking him to your house

the babysitter was surprised to see you back so early, but handed you your child nonetheless

Samuel’s eyes would flicker between you and the child, noting the striking resemblances between you and the child

unsure of his feelings, he would excuse himself before making his leave

to be honest, he’s terrified

he’s never been the best when it came to familial relationships

from a young age, Samuel was exposed to violence which blossomed into a few dangerous habits

ex: nearly losing it whenever he’s interrupted

he doesn’t want to project said habits onto your child and potentially lose you; the only one who’s been able to put up with him

when he comes by the next day, you raise a brow as you open the door but usher him in anyway

your child just stares at him and he stares back

it’s just really awkward until you step back in

you move to pick your child up only to be stopped by your lover

he bends down and picks them up underneath their arms, lifting them up lion king style before continuing to stare at them

“This is fine... I suppose.”

Jake Kim

like Vasco, Jake is an idiot who probably never found out you were a single parent unless you told him

there’s also the fact that he’s also extremely busy and wouldn’t question your random disappearances

the way he found out you had a child was actually an accident, really

you were just taking your child for a small stroll in the park when Jake spotted you

he was concerned as to why you were hunched over and what currently had your attention

as he approached, the light coos of your child began to fill the air, mingling with your laughter

a hand on your shoulder caused you to flinch, quickly turning to face the person

your eyes widen as your eyes land on none other than Jake, subconsciously trying to shield your child from your lover

when he sees the child the first thing that goes through is mind is whether or not you kidnapped this child

no, like, seriously

“...Did you kidnap a child?”

“Wha-- No! Why would I kidnap my own child?!”

it takes a moment for your words to sink in

but when they do, Jake’s eyes are wide with disbelief and you’re covering your mouth

your child only stares, unable to read the tense mood between their parent and the giant man

when Jake shakes himself out of his daze, he sighs

at first you think he’s mad at you

that is until his arms wrap around your waist and he nuzzles his face into your shoulder

you can feel his lips pull into a smile as he continues to hug you

“You didn’t have to hide this from me. I would still love you regardless if you had a child or not.”

Sinu Han

he strikes me as the kind of guy who would already know but would want you to be comfortable enough to share it with him

when you do, he’s over the moon

...even if it was just a slip of the tongue

he’s so charismatic that you won’t realize what you said until you see the gleaming smile breaking his face

“I’m glad you’re finally trusting me.”

you blink up at him, “You knew?”

he ruffles your hair his unwavering smile sending butterflies fluttering in your stomach

“Of course I knew!”

when you offer for him to meet your child he’s so happy he almost immediately dragging you to buy gifts your child

even if you tell him that it’s fine and that Big Deal’s already tight on funds he’ll insist that he buy a gift because this is your child, after all

yeah, Samuel’s definitely pissed with his sudden splurging, but says nothing to his boss

definitely doesn’t stop him from glaring at the pile of toys and onesies Sinu bought for your child

Jake on the, other hand, is just concerned

he knows his boss could be weird at times...but was it really necessary to buy three versions of a single cat toy?

upon actually meeting your child, they just instantly click

almost as if they were his child all along

not going to lie, you were pretty jealous

but as long as the to people you cared most about in your life were happy, who were you to be sad?

i- uhhhhhhh I’m back??? Definitely not my best work... especially Samuel’s part, so if you aren’t satisfied with these feel free to shoot an ask! Again, so sorry for disappearing off the face of the Earth like that...

Edit: LMAO NOT ME FORGETTING TO ADD TAGS FJDIHFJOIDKJFNODKL

#lookism x reader #lookism #sinu han #sinu han x reader #jake kim #jake kim x reader #euntae lee #vasco #vasco x reader #samuel seo #samuel seo x reader

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kunimikat · 4 years ago

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When they find out you don’t love them anymore

(Heyyy, so there might be a few grammar errors, but this one is pretty long so hold on) Also do you want the good endings to these? Idk just asking

It started when you didn’t hang out as much with him

You’d make up excuses, ignore, or even give small lies

But he didn’t really take it in any way other than it was you having a hard time with school and stress

So he let you distance yourself

But when you started getting further, and started purposely giving out of the box reasons to not be around him

His gut started to churn

So each day he’d tried to get some way to get your attention

Monday

“Hey dumbass, let’s cook breakfast for the rest of the idiots today, just you and me.”

But when he went to get you up you just turned the other way. He rolled his eyes, a small smile making its way onto his face. The ash-blonde propped a knee up onto the edge of your bed, his hands caging you between them. Yet you barely reacted and instead you mumbled “Go away Bakugo, aren’t you supposed to cook with someone else today?” A hurt expression washed over his face in an instant, though he just thought it was just you being groggy. He started tickling you, a devilish smirk on his features, but you suddenly push his face back forcefully.

“I said get the hell out Bakugo! If it was you you’d be fuming when I try to wake you up so just go!”

You pulled the cover back up, and that was it. It hurt Bakugo even more when you didn’t even look back. But he just snarled and pent it up.

Breakfast didn’t taste as good as usual.

Tuesday

You were laughing with Todoroki when Bakugo entered the classroom. And he already didn’t like it as soon as he saw your hand on his shoulder, your leg brushed up against him. He immediately went over and snatched you back into his chest. You scoff “Bakugo- The hell?” You smack his hand off of you. You glare at him before nodding to Todoroki, not sparing Bakugo a glance as you walked back to your seat, starting conversation with Jirou as if that didn’t just happen. Bakugo stared wide eyed at your back then to a smirking Todoroki. He stood frozen. “Just lay off my s/o half n’ half.” He mumbleds as he went to his seat. ‘Was I....was I the wrong one?’ Bakugo jerked his head to the side to get rid of the thought. ‘Like hell I’m wrong.’

But he felt a pit in his stomach remembering your hand on Todoroki’s shoulder.

Wednesday

Bakugo wanted to take you hiking with him since you guys had been doing what you’ve wanted to do for the past few months.

But he didn’t expect you to be so upset.

“Really Bakugo? We always have to do some lame shit when you want to go somewhere, do you really like hiking anyway?”

He furrowed his eyebrows in annoyed confusion because you even asked that question.

“No shit, I’ve told you how many times I go hiking, do you not fucking listen? Last time I checked you ain’t deaf, so I thought you’d know by now.”

You quirked your brow up and rolled your eyes, walking off. Bakugo grabs your arm dragging you back, your faces so close your noses are touching.

“The fuck is your problem today? For the past few days you been bitching off, the hell is up with-“

“You, you’re my problem.”

And you pushed him back, opening your phone as you started to text someone and turn the corner in the hall.

Bakugo didn’t want to acknowledge the tears that streamed down his face as he walked to his dorm.

Thursday

Bakugo won the challenge in today’s lesson overall, yet he couldn’t help but look over and see your eyes on Todoroki the whole time. Even when he pushed himself, blew the biggest explosions, even won the damn thing. He couldn’t even get an ounce of his own s/o’s attention.

Bakugou huffs as he stormed to where and Todoroki were. He wrapped a arm around your waist. But he didn’t pay attention on the unimpressed expression on your face. But he did hear when you called back to Todoroki, “You did your best out there! See you tomorrow!”

And just like that you got of his arms and walked back to the locker rooms. But he grabbed your hand pulling you back almost instantaneously. “The fuck? You’re not gonna say anything to me? Is this a fucking joke?” A perplexed and pained expression on his face. But he was tempted to really do something when you sighed and started to walk off. “Yeah good job Bakugo, not like you need a boost in your ego though.”

For some reason hanging out with Kirishima at the arcade was the most amount of happiness Bakugo has had all week.

But as soon as he got back to the dorms the same depressing feeling washed over him.

Friday

“But why? Why don’t you love me anymore damn it!”

It was raining hard, the droplets kept mixing with the harsh rain as you both stood over the now soiled picnic food. He tried, he tried everything to get you to listen to him. But now you both just stood silently in the rain.

“I’m sorry Bakugo...it’s just I’m not really interested anymore. It not like I hate you or anything-“

“BULLSHIT!”

Bakugo was seething, rain starting to evaporate on his hands as they flared up.

“This past week...no,fuck, MONTH! You just cast me to the side like I’m a piece of fucking scum! I try...I try so fucking hard, and I’ve never even been in a damn relationship before! So I know I’m not perfect, I FUCKING KNOW. I KNOW I’m not like a prince like fucking half n half, but damn don’t you see I’m trying to work it out? I haven’t felt this much for anyone before Y/N! WHY... WHY DO YOU HATE ME SO MUCH? WHAT DID I DO SO WRONG? FUCK Y/N I’LL EVEN CHANGE! JUST.. Bakugo went quiet as a sob wracked his body, leaving him speechless for a moment. His voice cracks, “..don’t leave me alone Y/N, I don’t want to feel alone again after all this time.”

Yet even after Bakugo crouched to the ground, head in hands. He hears a disappointed sigh, his head almost gets whiplash from how fast he shot his head up. You looked at him with cold eyes and looked down at him with no interest.

“Listen Bakugo, I tried being nice about it but, I don’t love you anymore. I thought you were stronger than this, I guess not. What a shame. You brought me out here to say all of that? I’m cold, and I’m heading back to the dorms, but I did clean up the picnic during your tantrum. Sorry, Bakugo.”

Yet the apology was so cold it just felt like blurred lines of sentences came from your mouth to him. The rain drowning out any emotions other than the hurt and pain his heart felt. Bakugo sat in the muddy grass, his eyes blown as he reached pitifully at your form trudging farther and farther through the mud.

Aftermath

He just wasn’t the same.

Bakugo was even more aggressive but most times he’d take it out on the people that got too close to him.

But when he’s not angry, he’s just silent

Dozing off the all of a sudden at random times in class you’d look over to see his desk charred and he doesn’t even realize it

He’d had constant stress from the piling work on his desk as he sat in bed and stared at it with no motivation

Even though he got back on track, and a bit better, it still gnawed at the back of his head everyday of what he should’ve done instead what he did

During Hero Training when he’d hear you cheer for Todoroki, he knew he was never going to get a sincere apology

He knew he was never going to hear you cheer like you cheered Todoroki on

He knew he was never going to get the attention he wanted when he saw your arms linked with your group of friends during graduation as you walked off.

He knew he was going to never fill the void he thought he long forgot even after how many years of highschool he graduated, and how many years of hero work

Nothing and no one could make him feel the way you used to.

He noticed when you leaned out of his touch

Or the small unimpressed looks you’d have when you guys would kiss

And when he would ask you’d wave it off like it was nothing

Even when you surprisingly pushed him off of you as the class was doing movie nights, sitting with space in between

Midoriya noticed every single little thing

Yet when he confronted you about it you waved it off again and left before he could even ask you anything more

So, he decided to do a few things for you just in case he did something wrong and wanted to make it up

Monday

He placed a small gift on your desk. It was a small cat-version of all might in a box. At first you smiled, but then checked the signed name tag, he nearly screamed when you scoffed at it and just tossed it into your bag. He felt his heart clench but payed it no mind. He planned the right time to come in and walked right over to you.

“H-Hey Y/N! Did you like the little gift I bought?”

He could see the clearly fake smile on your face when you nod you head, but quickly dismiss him as you see Kirishima enter the room and walking over to him. Excitedly greeting him. Like he just gave you the gift instead.

Midoriya whimpered and gripped his bag straps. Ignoring how his stomach felt like it flipped.

Tuesday

Midoriya’s almost broke down when he went in to hug you in front of Kirishima and instead you went over and gave the redhead a ‘friendly’ hug.

“Hey Y/N! Are you and Midoryia busy or something?”You shook your head and went on in conversation, blatantly ignoring Midoryia, making him kind of want to throw up lunch. He frowned because, didn’t you guys plan something? Why did you lie?

The only person who actually paid attention was Bakugo, and even he felt a little bad. So he grabbed Kirishima’s collar and pulled Kirishima with him, locking eyes with Midoryia with an unknown expression. Then rolling his eyes and looking off. But Midoryia knew for sure he owed him a favor. He tried grabbing your hand but you pulled away.

“Sorry Izu, I uh...I have to go out for a bit.”

“But weren’t we going to go to the cafe today?”

“I know Izuku but...my friend texted me and there was a change in plans. I’ll see you later though!”

Yet he didn’t see you for the entire evening. He wrote down your conversation in a notebook. Analyzing what he could’ve said wrong. He didn’t even realize frustrated tears smearing the words.

Wednesday

People started to notice the nervous tics Midoryia did when you’d start talking to Kirishima.

“Are you okay Midoryia? Your hand is bleeding. Do you need to head to the nurse?”

“Ah! I-it’s okay Todoroki! It’s nothing, really!”

He didn’t want to leave the room right now, especially with the weird feeiling in his gut when he saw you lean in a little too close to Kirishima made his hand feel numb.

Thursday

Midoriya noticed your small lingering touches and stares on Kirishima during training. He even noticed you were quieter when cheering for him than you were Kirishima.

He noticed you smiled more at his jokes than his

He noted you suddenly liked the things you said you always hated when Kirishima said was into it.

And he kept in mind that evening you barely looked his way. He frowned at the thought and decided to walk over to you. But instead he wanted bawl his eyes out when you made eye contact, and instead of greeting him you started walking forward with Kirishima.

Friday

“I can’t find a single note on what I did so wrong to make you hate me so much.”

You couldn’t even realize the boy in front of you. Blind rage all over his face, fists clenched, and shaking body. All because of you.

You honestly wanted to cry because you were so used to the loving looks he’d always give you to the cold and angry one he had on now. But you knew you didn’t deserve to feel this way. You knew what you did was wrong yet, you can’t get rid of the guilt washing over yourself as you finally locked eyes with him.

“I...I give you so much time and attention. Love...appreciation, patience. So much fucking patientce Y/N. Yet, yet you just throw it away.”

The dead grass crunched under his weight as his knees slightly buckled. The snot and tears now covering a majority of his face as he cried. His sobs sounding louder and louder in the silent evening. He bit his lip as he clenched the part of his shirt over his heart.

“It..it hurts so much, why, why don’t you love me like I love you?”

He clenched his teeth before repeatly beating the same spot on his chest. You looked in horror, then rushed over to get him to stop. He grabs you hand just as you were about to stop him.

He looks at you with such a broken gaze. Puffy eyes, and tears still streaming down his face as his scarred hand holds onto yours. Quivering lip and clenched fist.

“Was I just never enough?”

Your eyes started to fill with tears as you covered your mouth. Shaking your head repeatedly, as words couldn’t leave your mouth.

“I’ve written so many lines of the possibilities of what I could’ve said wrong. Or what I gave you. How I kissed you, how I touched you, Y/N, I-...”

“It’s not that you did anything Izuku! It’s just...I fell in love with someone else and I didn’t know how to end it.”

You looked down in guilt.

“Haha...my prediction was right. I was just never lived up to what you wanted.”

“Izuku I-“

“It’s getting late L/N, let’s go.”

It was a quiet walk back to the dorms.

Aftermath

He just kind of went airplane mode

He wasn’t the same mumble-awkward teen he usually was

But instead he’d mostly stare out the window

Or endlessly write notes

He became engrossed in his studies

Rarely going out, barely talking to anyone, and even not eating cause he felt like it would interrupt his studying

When out on his patrols he’ll try to save anyone and everyone he can by himself.

And when he fails it sends him into a complete spiral

It makes him feel the same way he did that day when you two separated

Like he didn’t do enough so it was all his fault that it ended in this way

Regular panic/anxiety attacks

Bakugo actually leaving him alone and instead checking up on him and making sure he eats (forcibly)

Todoroki, Uraraka, and Iida routinely make sure he was actually going to sleep on time, or getting any at all

It did take him a while to actually get over it

And it totally affected how he looked at future relationships

When he does get with someone everytime he just suffocates them with attention, gifts, and anything he feels he isn’t doing right he’ll do it 110%

So a majority of his early adulthood he spent single- or in short-term relationships

Eventually he stayed single for awhile since he’d always compare them to you

Though he does have days where wish it was different

Wishes it was you next to him when he woke up

Wishes that you would hold his hand when he has a bad day at work

But when he has the bad days where the anxiety, hero work, and pressure gets to him.

He just thinks of the way you used to smile at him.

Eyyy so it was originally gonna be 3 but I realized I made it a little too long. I basically had really shit wifi so that was a part of the small hiatus. But also I was originally gonna be MHA boyos x Twitch Streamer Reader. Buuut Tumblr was cracked and deleted it so. 🧍Also do you want a part 2? Cause if not I’ll make my first fluff HCS for Valentine’s. Requests are open! So go wild

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chenria · 3 years ago

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I posted 222 times in 2021

169 posts created (76%)

53 posts reblogged (24%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 0.3 posts.

I added 196 tags in 2021

#thunderbirds are go - 48 posts

#original character - 26 posts

#virgil tracy - 24 posts

#thunderbirds fanart - 17 posts

#sketch - 17 posts

#thunderbirds - 15 posts

#oc: samantha knight - 14 posts

#ffxiv - 13 posts

#scott tracy - 11 posts

#original characters - 11 posts

Longest Tag: 96 characters

#especially since this pandemic has reduced my already minimal social interactions to nearly zero

My Top Posts in 2021

First finished piece of 2021 is Scott Tracy. This is good, right? XD I had different plans with the background but that didn’t work out so I whipped up something else...

I am actually quite happy with how he turned out. I wanted to try to draw him properly for so long now... I only ever did sketches so far. Not sure if it actually resembles him. My style is not super Thunderbirds-compatible. But well...

I do believe he doesn’t wear that Kevlar suit all the time. When he’s just trying some vehicles Brains modified he could war just some overall kind of thing, right?

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I finished something for myself. The first personal art in 6 weeks... woohoo.

Anyways... I tried a more simplistic coloring to make it look more Art Nouveau? Idk if it worked. I like it and that's the important part here.

It's my FFXIV bard Eferia.

The outlines as well as a high-res version of this picture are available for all supporters on Patreon.

124 notes • Posted 2021-08-05 20:29:31 GMT

Okay. So now that I managed to draw something for myself in April (despite it being not what I had originally intended) I can resume commissions. But I have this goal to at least draw one picture for myself each month (it’s harder than you might think because my brain does like to be creative in general but not when it comes to personal ideas...)

Anyways. Have a picture of Scott Tracy just sitting around looking handsome (I hope) because, let’s face it, I have a minor major crush on the guy. And I wanted to contribute to the Thunderbirds fandom after they helped me figure out who signed the book I bought last week.

127 notes • Posted 2021-04-25 12:20:46 GMT

Finished before the heat wave kicks in and before I head to a minor vacation next week. Commission for the lovely @fianva of her fire mage Gwendolin. I used a picture I took of Castle Wernigerode for the background.

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Okay... this picture took way longer than I expected... but then I tried like a bazillion of brushes and filters and effects to play around with Clip Studio Paint. In the end I got a result I am mostly happy with, so here we go.

Regency!Virgil and a random horse...

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#my 2021 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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yichens · 3 years ago

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hahaha ok so it’s jatn appreciation hours again and now that i’ve actually even changed my url to match this insanity, am going to yell about this LOUDER. and maybe yall will listen or not which is also fine but hear me out: this drama is actually just so very amazing and i would like to commit crimes for it

look at this baby bean. receiving the rose he deserves. this is one of the reasons for my url btw (also yes just bros being bros)

idk how much i said last time but i also want yall to see my best girl chacha, she’s so pretty and just a delight:

i love her so much. it’s been a while since i’ve liked a female character this much but she just manages to be everything ♥ her whole story is just so good. her characterization is on point. and am just. all of their stories are so good and li jia manages to hit me the strongest but wow, chacha. my dear chacha. she’s so strong and so kind and just full of light ♥ she deserves the world

that being said, if anyone wonders what jatn is about? i don’t think that any summaries really do it justice. but it’s about friendship and about mental health and about kindness and struggles and the reasons life is worth living. it’s about sharing pain with others and about not giving up and facing life with all of its pains and joys. it’s about walking through the darkness bc it’s worth it in the end. it’s about mysteries and normal ppl suffering in silence and about understanding and unconditional love and most of all, hope.

idk how else to summarize. it really is a journey, pun intended. it manages to slap you in the face and punch you into gut and hug you and comfort you in so many ways. just take a cup of hot tea and a package of tissues with you and enjoy.

li jia deserves all the happiness in this world, he’s given so much away for everyone else it’s unfair ;;

he’s just a puppy (tho i gotta say that his hairstyle in this drama just throws me off sometimes lol what a nerd (affectionate) ♥)

just look at him ;; also wow i actually bought some clothes just to copy this style haha

also no one can ever stop me from loving this trio?? they are just SO GOOD. they are so fun to watch and they are so supportive and understanding of each other and their struggles and they have so much love in between them. i just want them to make a big puppy pile and cuddle the heck out of each other. i have so many ideas for writing. i have 11 pages of notes from the drama bc of this. i will probably never get into it but IMAGINE

his smiles are a treasure to be cherished and i wish he got more of those instead of only pain and tears ;; but fortunately there are happy tears too!! just go watch, it’s worth it

one more puppy for yall. also i wish i could explain the meaning of my url here but i don’t want to spoil anything to anyone. just let me tell you that i love the chapter “don’t want to say goodbye”. it punches me every time and leaves me breathless. i love it that zeng shunxi actually remembers that and asked about the rose/rosette nebula during this one show where they went star gazing. i appreciate him carrying this show around at least a lil bit.

did this post have a point? not really. this is just me screaming into the void. i love this drama so much. i love the main trio even more. i love li jia and would like to just hug him to my chest and tell him he’s doing amazing.

pls give jatn a chance if you like some sweet but not overwhelming romance, mystery, tiny bits of horror/supernatural elements, mental health topics, friendship/found family stuff, some soft humor and shenanigans, and if you just want to feel warm all over. it’s a dark drama but full of hope and understanding towards humane pain. also it’s cool. would like to see more of it. (am afraid how badly they would ruin that but in my dreams it would be amazing)

(once again just annoyingly tagging @humanlighthouse as well as @ashenlights and @i-am-just-a-kiddo ♥ sorry and thank you, i love you guys ♥)

#the journey across the night #li jia #zeng shunxi #chacha #all the loves of my life #dmbj #very slightly am sorry #this boy just #has a thing for puppy eyes #rewatching ultimate note #has reminded me of that again

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cherryhanji · 4 years ago

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flowers don't tell, they show

bulleted scenario. stray kids (hyung line) x female reader

genre: florist/flower shop au, fluff (idk what else to put lol)

words: 1.6k

warning(s): none (a single curse word maybe?)

description: what if you received a flower from your own shop?

alexa's note:

so hello there my friends! stay at home this valentines'? (actually u don't need a boyfriend/girlfriend to celebrate valentines. love is not only for couples! it's for everyone! have u heard different types of love?) well, i just want to give my lovely bubs here the half of my cute lil valentines' gift. and i hope y'all like it! *kith kith* (maknae line will be posted tomorrow)

just a quick disclaimer:

so i really don't have that much knowledge about flowers and their specific meanings, i just googled them (sorry) so if i interpreted something that you think is wrong, pls tell me right away. thankies!

•••

BANG CHAN

• your cutie af neighbor who highkey endorses your shop to his fam and friends, in which you are so grateful of because it really helped your business a lot

• "your flower arrangements are so damN beautiful"

• always gives a cup of coffee every morning before you go to your shop

• "cheer up! florists like you are always appreciated. Don't be sulky, okay?"

• one time you went home really exhausted

• valentines' day is always the holiday that makes your business boom a lot

• only seeing a bouquet of flower sitting nicely on your doorstep

• realizing that the bouquet was the one you made a while ago, but didn't have the clue who the person who bought this from you.

• "I know it's very exhausting, since morning, I know you'll get exhausted, so I bought this for you, hoping that it will lift up your mood and put a smile on your face."

• "keep on smiling, it makes me smile too. - CHAN"

• he's right. Definitely right. Because as soon as you read his small note, that bright smile on your face never faded. all the stress from the shop was completely removed by this unexpected gift.

• "He's really a sunshine, as what they always say."

LEE KNOW/MINHO

• "flowers easily wilt and die soon, why are y'all spending your money with that?"

• "minho, if you just went here to mock my family's business, I am happy to tell you that you may now leave"

• "Fine fine. They're beautiful, okay? Like you"

• "oh shut up"

• Minho always annoy the shit out of you every weekends. And when you say weekends, it means Saturday and Sunday because you always help ypur parents manage your own family business which is a flower shop.

• Your mother loves planting, especially growing flowers. And as a daughter of a florist, you grew to love it. Which gives you knowledge about different kinds of flowers and their specific meaning.

• "being a florists' daughter, what's your favorite flower?"

• you smiled at his expected inquiry. your classmates already asked you the same question.

• Minho is your friend for quite a long time already, though you weren't surprised he asked this question, but what's surprising is he asked you about this just now.

• "I actually have lots of them. truthfully I love all kinds of flowers. But I have this one thing on my mind."

• he looks a bit interested, knowing Minho, he's not into flowers, telling you that he always catch allergies whenever he stays near them. Not having an idea why he always manage to go to your shop that is full of flowers and not getting allergies at all.

• "I really love this flower called goldenrod. Aside from its cute little yellow flower heads, I love it because of its symbolism."

• "it symbolizes encouragement and growth, and apparently this flower brings good luck to everyone. Isn't it cute?"

• "Kinda. You know, rose and sunflower are the only flowers I am really familiar of"

• You laugh at his adorable confession, he's right. Most of your customers, example of them are teenagers like you order roses as a gift for their special someone.

• Little did they know, there are different variations of flowers that can really interpret what they feel

• "I heard that Camellia symbolizes adoration, am I right?"

• you were shocked that Minho, a guy who only knows roses and sunflowers knew this.

• Camellia symbolizes adoration, some people give Camellia to tell how much they adore and like that certain person.

• "yeah, you're right. How'd you know that?"

• "Google, duh. Anyways, do you have a stock of Camellias today? If yes, can you please arrange me a bouquet of it?"

• As expected, Minho and his sassiness. But knowing that he'll purchase a camellia from your shop consoled you a bit.

• Giving you his payment, you immediately arranged the camellia bouquet, your favorite arrangement. Showcasing your talent in front of him

• Which you think is effective because you can see how attentive he was from your peripheral view, making you feel a bit awkward.

• But your mind came to abrupt stop after you gave him the bouquet.

• "w-why..?"

• "it's for you, idiot. Good job in arranging the bouquet, you received a pretty bouquet of camellia flowers.

• "the flower says it all. don't ask me why."

CHANGBIN

• "The most expensive bouquet of flowers you sell in your please."

• You frown at the way Changbin address his order to you.

• In your University, Changbin is that one "delinquent, rude-looking guy from your class".

• And your first encounter with him isn't that good. Leaving a bad impression of him to you. So you were kinda surprised to see him in your shop.

• Seeing Changbin, dressed in black leather jacket with lots of piercings hanging on his ears with a colorful bouquet of flowers from your shop in his hands? nah, that's strange for you.

• "are you really this good at arranging those flowers?"

• his "lowkey compliment" made your ears perked up. You and Changbin aren't really that close, given your bad first meeting with him.

• "Uh, y-yeah? Because I do this for a long time now. So I'm already used to it."

• Giving his order to him made your face a bit flushy, your hands accidentally brushed against each other.

• You just handed his order, but why do you feel something in your stomach?

• your eyebrows knitted when he gave back to you the flowers, hesitating to accept it.

• doesn't he like the arrangement?

• "w-why are you giving this--"

• "I'm sorry if I left a bad impression to you. I swear, I didn't mean to be rude to you. I am just totally pissed off that day. And I wished that the ground will just eat me alive when I knew you were one of my classmates in Ethics."

• Hearing him apologize for leaving a bad impression to you, made your heart sank. Maybe he's not that rude unlike what you think of him.

• "Are you really that sorry?"

• You didn't know why you asked that, maybe you just liked the way his sorry and remorseful tone is contrasting his physical appearance?

• "Yeah, I really am. I hope that you accept it. Maybe we can start off again? This time, I'll be nicer to you. I'll never be that rude guy from your class ever again."

• His last line made you giggle because he probably heard what you told your seatmate about him that day.

HYUNJIN

• The classic "high school hearththrob"

• Expected that most girls from your school gave him those plastic flowers, with diabetic filled boxes (aka sweets)

• "I really appreciate their admiration. But where do you think I'll store these plastic flowers? I am not even a fan of flowers."

• "plastic flowers last long. but it's plastic, it can destroy our nature. So, real flowers are still the real deal."

• "yeah, I know. That's why you're lowkey endorsing your flower shop. Yeah, they should buy authentic and fresh flowers from Y/N's flower shop."

• Hyunjin decided to walk with you, going to your shop after school, to help your parents sell and arrange flowers. Because for sure there are lots of people visiting your shop to buy flowers. Valentines' day, people.

• "Is it okay to stay here for a while? If you don't mind?"

• You just let him walk around, his eyes appreciating the beauty of each flowers displayed around the shop.

• The title "flower boy" just fits him perfectly.

• and the way he just picked up the single lavender rose was just as fascinating as him

• "this looks pretty and rare, what does this mean?"

• "you're right. lavender rose are the rare variety of roses, and it symbolizes love at first sight."

• the smile on hyunjin's face is so genuine, and you know that someone came up to his mind after you told him what the lavender rose symbolizes.

• "great. I'll buy this one, please."

• the enthusiasm in Hyunjin's voice tells you that your assumption was right. Who ever they are, they're so lucky.

• But you think you already have an idea who that person is.

• With a small folded paper, and a bar of chocolate, Hyunjin gave you the flower he bought and picked himself from your own flower shop.

• "Happy Valentines, I hope you like it."

• For sure the thumpings of your heart can be heard already because of its wild beating.

• "Good thing I found that rare flower for a girl like you."

•••

tagging my networks: (bcs sometimes it won't show up in the tags😤) @districtninewriters @inkidz @skzwriternet @stayhavens @0325-net

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fandomgodmother420 · 4 years ago

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Okay so I saw

This post ^^

And I was like

Wait wait wait okay okay hang on wait a damn minute-

Because this is cursed rite we all know this is cursed but somethin about it got me thinkin it got me thinking quite a lot and it’s the idea of Callahans character being deaf and like obviously the way it’s done here is bad but it got me thinking okay well what if you did it well? What if it wasn’t garbage? What if it became a super important part of the show?

I think I have a new favorite au now?

Okay listen listen let me explain right-Callahan would still be a side character to the side characters but first things first he’d talk using sign language and literally the first thing that he signs when people try and talk to him is that he’s deaf. He also wouldn’t be able to understand people who talk to him, they’d have to either sign, write something down, or be super expressive. (Ik a lot of deaf people read lips but I feel like in media with deaf people almost all the time they like fully rely on lip reading and their almost superhumanly good at it and idk I think it would be cool for a deaf character to just not lip read-hardly ever) so now the fact that he’s deaf isn’t just something that you can drop in interviews for brownie points. Still, he’s hardly ever there and he’s not really a part of the story and that’s just kind of annoying and for a while it seems like that’s just how it’s gonna be, just one background background deaf character who’s pretty cool but who we almost never get to see...

But the explosions that went off during the pogtopia manburg war where pretty fuckin loud

And Quackity was right on top of them. He might’ve lost a cannon life to them-it’s kinda up for debate but for the purpose of the au we’re gonna say he did, because losing a cannon life affects your body. Your body changes to suit how you died-you get scars from losing a cannon life.

Here’s where it gets good

One of the next episodes post war is 100% Quackity focused and he wakes up in a bed and he’s like welp lets just hope I’m not as bad off as Tubbo was. There’s no rustling noise when he moves the sheets and blankets to look at himself, at this point the viewer might realize there’s no music in the background either, there’s no ambient noises from outside. Quackity sees he doesn’t have visible scaring anywhere and he’s like that’s weird but good for me? I guess? He walks outside and his footsteps don’t make any noise. Tubbo runs up to him and starts talking-except he’s not making any noise either. His mouth is moving but there’s no sound coming out of it. Both quackity and the viewer are currently experiencing what’s going on in 100% silence and Quackity starts to panic. A scar would’ve been fine, a limb he can live without, but this??? He can’t hear! He can’t hear anything! Fuck is he supposed to do now?

He runs to Sapnap and Karl, they’re not dating yet but they make him feel safe and he doesn’t know where else to go or what to do and Sapnaps like “I know a guy” but neither the audience nor Quackity hears him say it. His mouth moves but again, no sound. Nothing. Still he makes it clear that he has an idea and that he’ll be right back. Mans fuckin books it to Callahan and after a bit of frantic gestures and sloppy sign language because ya know of course Sapnap did try to learn sign to talk to Callahan at some point he just doesn’t practice nearly enough, Callahan comes over to Quackity and starts teaching him and Karl ASL and gives Sapnap a much needed review course.

That’s it. That’s the episode. An entire episode that’s 100% silent with no subtitles, that’s just Quackity learning how to function without being able to hear. In the places where Callahan can’t help Sapnap and Karl come in. Tubbo gets in on it too since he’s deaf in one ear ever since the festival. (Quackitys like damn cheif I didn’t even kno that and Tubbo admits to thinking it was just him being in shock for a long time until a bee flew around his ear for 20 minutes straight a week after the festival had happened and he didn’t know it was there until Tommy asked if he was gonna name it.) Quackity learns how to talk when he can’t hear himself speaking, how to read lips, what music is like when you can’t hear it, how to speak sign language, all that jazz.

One of the things about being deaf that scares the shit out of Quackity is not being able to hear people sneaking up on him and Tubbos like “oh you need a spotter” and Quackity makes it clear that he has no idea what the fuck that means. So Tubbo explains “a spotter, I don’t know if they actually have a different name but I call them that cuz they cover your blind spot. They’re like your eyes and ears where you don’t have any. That way nobody can sneak up on you.” If the audience is particularly observant they’ll realize that ever since the festival Tommy has always stood on Tubbos right, witch is where Tubbo had gotten scarred. (Later on after Tommy’s exiled Quackity and sometimes Fundy become the ones to cover Tubbos right, but Tubbo is more clearly on constant high alert than he used to be. On a few days like the one before the capturing techno and the one before the second festival he’s straight up jumpy and he hates it) So Quackity of course has a lot of questions is this is pretty important. “well how do I know who I should get to be my spotter? Do they need like training or something? Should I just get a service dog? ???” And Tubbos like “No. Well-maybe that’s the proper way to do it but I’d just go with someone I trust my life with-whoever makes you feel safest, go with that” and Sapnap and Karl start laughing like idiots because Quackity IMMEDIATELY grabs them-like Tubbos barley finished his sentence and Quackitys like ah yes

The hardest part is preserving Quackitys ability to speak Spanish, because he’s the only one who knows it so Karl Sapnap and Tubbo can’t tell him weather he’s pronouncing it right or not and none of them know Spanish sign language. Hell Karl and Tubbo didn’t even know Spanish sign language existed until that day. After a bit of panicking Sapnap is like “wait I know a guy” and Quackity can actually tell what he’s saying this time. (Woo parallels) So sapnap and Co. go to George who’s king now and has access to all of Erets king stuff. Turns out Erets castle has a whole shelf of translation guides for different languages and their sign language counterparts. She kept them for diplomacy reasons. It’s much harder to learn without Callahan teaching it, but progress is made and the gang decides they’ll keep working on learning it together. There’s still the problem of Quackity not being able to speak Spanish though, they end up going with does Quackity sound like how he normally does rn? for figuring out if he’s pronouncing things right. Karl and Sapnap are surprisingly good at being able to tell.

But here’s the best part rite:

So after this episode Quackity, Karl, Sapnap, Tubbo, and obvs Callahan all know sign language-they don’t all know it perfectly nobody’s gonna master it in a day but they’re working on it. And so now in later episodes in addition to the gang talking in sign language a lot when they’re the focus of a scene, you can make them talk to eachother in sign language while other stuff is going on!! No subtitles to translate or draw attention to it, some people might not even notice its happening, but if you watch them you can see them signing to eachother. You could add so many convos and lore and secrets and the best part is if the audience wants in on it they also have to learn sign language!!

Literally just-oh my god it would be the coolest thing okay like immagine:

Ranboos doing his dramatic speech to everyone. Y’all know the one-the one before doomsday after Tommy gets out of exhile. So like Ranboos doing his bit and Fundy and Nikki are arguing with him and :0! what’s this? Look in the background and Tubbo and Quackity are signing to eachother, Quackitys angry and Tubbo is somehow angrier and you watch them more closely to see what the hell is going on and realize (with your sign language knowledge)-they’re fighting about executing Ranboo.

LIKE HOW FUCKING COOL WOULD THAT BE HOLY SHIT

Anyways I have so many headcannons for this now I think it’s the coolest thing if there’s like a tag? Or something? For this thatd be so fuckin cool if there isn’t I feel like I should make one but idk what to call it ion know man I just think this is poggers as hell. To think it all sprung from someone making a DreamSMP as a garbage riverdale show joke

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sammysmaddy · 4 years ago

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Jealous (Sam x Reader)*

Summary: You've been on the road with the Winchesters for a while now. You're a bit flirtatious, a little too risky, but it's all fun and games until someone wants to take you up on your offer. What the brothers don't know is that you're all talk, you're still a virgin.

Characters: Frustrated!Sam x Virgin!Reader, OMC!Evan x Reader (briefly)

Rating: 18+

Tags and Warnings: Flirting, swearing, Embarrassed!Reader, loss of virginity, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, pls), p in v, semi-confused Sam idk lmfao, frustrated Sam, a bit of degrading (not really), flufffffyyyyyyy, fingering... that's about it, purely fluffy vanilla smut.

W/C: 6,100+

A/N: Something about one of the Winchesters going back in time and taking my virginity is very... appealing. Enjoy lovelies x. Not beta’d, not even sure what that means lmfao.

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•••

You were a flirt. Not only that- you loved to admit it. You loved the power you held when you were confident and cocky, only to let down all of those men. You did it at every bar, even when you were hunting with the Winchesters. You flirted with anybody who would listen and most played the game back. It was satisfying to let them down every time.

You were different than Dean when it came to flirting and much different than Sam. Dean tended to pick the girls who seemed like they were up for a good time, taking home whatever he could get. Sam was smarter. Sam chose the girls that didn't throw themselves at him, but even if he did choose them he seemed to always let his feelings get in the way. As for you- you often found yourself across the bar from the Winchesters flirting it up with any man who bought you drinks. You weren't smart with it like Sam was, you weren't as carefree as Dean was, you were a load of trouble for anyone who took the bait.

You didn't mind being a let down to all of those men who looked at you like Dean looked at every girl. You loved seeing their faces when you turned them down. Even if it was simple. They would offer you a ride home, another drink, simple things like that and you knew when it was time to stop. You had a perfect method. Reeling them in, watching the lust in their eyes grow as you had simple conversations with them, and then cutting the line. You watched their lust grow into desperation, begging even, and it inflated your ego. But you knew. You knew that you could never give into just anyone. You weren't saving yourself for anyone special, and no one ever suspected that you were a virgin, but the truth is, you were just waiting for the right time. And it felt like it was never going to happen. You thought about lowering your walls, biting the bullet, then maybe you'd be able to do what Dean did. Your virginity wasn't sacred. You wanted to have meaningless sex with all of the men that you found attractive, you just could never bring yourself to do it. Plus, every time you were at the point where you thought maybe you could lose it, you would already be too deep in. You were cocky so it would be embarrassing for you to let them down like that. What if they didn't want you because you had no experience? Or worse? What if they only wanted you to ruin you, to take your virginity and run? You couldn't do it, no matter how badly you wanted to. You could do other things though. You would let their hands linger for too long on your thighs, let them kiss you, but you would never let them get far past that. You were scared. You hadn't done anything dirty other than flirting, touching, or kissing. You hadn't even let a man see you naked or seen a man naked.

You did the same with Dean. He was more cautious, of course, but he loved the chase nonetheless. You would work him up only to let him down, treating him like every other guy. You wouldn't let him kiss you or touch you like everyone else, you were scared that he'd treat you like every other girl. Or maybe that he'd make fun of your for being a virgin, but of course he didn't know that part. He just assumed that you weren't and so did Sam. He didn't understand, and maybe Sam didn't either but he definitely noticed. As for Sam, he didn't bother to try. He knew that you wouldn't give in to just anybody, but what he didn't know is that you had a weak spot for him. You were waiting for him to try anything and then you might actually give in. Sam saw that you didn't go home with anybody and he knew that within the few months that you had been hunting that you hadn't had any sex. And neither did he, but you knew that he wasn't a virgin. His alibi was Jess, a serious, committed, and long term relationship. As for you, you were a loner before you decided to hitch with the Winchesters. You never talked about your past, especially relationship wise because there just wasn't much to tell.

Things tonight were no different than any other night. Sam and Dean were sitting on the opposite side of the bar, drinking beer and watching pointless sports that they never paid attention to any other day. You had been on a hunt earlier, so going to the bar was a great wind down for all three of you. You took a shower, throwing on your most casual clothes. The black jeans hugged your curves perfectly and your loose, blue and satin camisole, more of a night shirt really, showed just enough cleavage to get anyone's attention. You covered yourself in a black jacket to help aide with the cold night and you did your makeup before you left. Then you found yourself in some hole-in-the-wall bar of Dean's choosing and found your next victim. A very handsome man, named Evan, that had light brown hair. He was fit, being a personal trainer was his career of choice, and you wondered if he were so healthy- then why was he at a bar? You didn't care much though, you weren't going to make it out of the doors with him so why did it matter. His blue eyes flickered at you and you could tell exactly what he wanted, and for the most part he was a jerk. But it was typical for you to find yourself with someone like him. Someone that only cared about himself and tended after his dick with random sluts. You didn't mind, you were going to rip him apart slowly by telling him no. As his ego deflated, yours would only grow and that was the point of the game.

"Can I get you another round?" The bartender asked and you shook your head 'no', sipping on your half-full drink of choice.

"She'll have another one," The personal trainer said and you rolled your eyes playfully, smirking at him. He flashed straight, white teeth back at you as the bartender went back to making you guys another round.

"So, what's your plan?" You raised an eyebrow at him and he looked at you with confusion- or at least that's how he tried to play it off.

"My plan?" He asked in return, chuckling lightly. You nodded your head, letting your eyes travel from his to his lips and back up- men seemed to love that, you had found through your several nights of training. "Take a pretty girl home with me."

"Guess you better find a pretty girl then. It's getting late," You smirked at him and he let out a cocky laugh.

"Already did," He replied simply and you shook your head at him. "You don't want me?" He asked playfully, resting his hand on your knee and snaking it up a few inches.

"Not really," You smiled cockily at him, but he didn't sense that you were actually being serious.

His hand continued to trail up your thigh and you let it until it rested lazily on your hip. You bit your lip and he watched carefully as he brought his face closer to yours until his lips landed on yours. You succeeded easily as you tasted the different alcohols swim around your mouth as his tongue easily dominated yours. His hand stayed steadily on your hip while his other hand reached up to grab your face, deepening the kiss. The human contact alone sent a wave through your core, but it wasn't unusual. You let a light moan escape your lips as you heard both of your mouths in sync and he smiled into the kiss.

"I haven't even touched you, babygirl," He said breathlessly into your mouth and you shut him up by taking control of the kiss. Your hands ran up his body, no doubt giving him chills along the way, and you ran your fingers through his soft hair. Your lips lapped over one another for a few seconds before you pulled back and he smiled at you. You smiled back, looking at your drink and downing it.

"I've got to go, Evan," You gave him a small smile and he slumped his face. You stood up from your chair, planning to leave him with something to think about, as you advanced towards him.

The front of your legs rested in the free space in between his as you towered over him and cupped his cheeks in between your small hands. His hands trailed up and down your body as you lowered your face on to his, bringing him into a deeper kiss than before. You pulled back before you could even begin to think about letting him take you home, patting his cheek lightly before turning around to grab your purse. You fished your wallet out of the small bag, leaving some cash to pay for your drinks and his on the bar counter top. You gave him a small smile when you turned around and began to head for the other end of the bar.

"Where are you going?" He asked as he lightly grabbed your wrist, making you turn back to face him. He stood up, this time towering over you and you lazily draped your hand on his chest.

"I told you. I have to go," You looked up at him, batting your eyes innocently as if you weren't just making out with him.

"Stay a while. I promise I can make you feel good," He said in a low voice, looking down into your eyes. His pupils were dilated with lust and you silently patted yourself on the back.

"I'm sure you can," You grinned and he smiled down back at you. "But I have to go," You smirked, watching his face fall flat. He let go of your wrist and you began making your way towards the Winchesters. You loved watching the look of seduction drained from his eyes as you walked away with your head held high. You reached where they were sitting at, taking a seat next to Dean and they both turned their heads towards you.

"Done for the night?" Dean asked you and you nodded your head. "Yeah, I'm still pretty tired from earlier," He agreed and Sam didn't say anything, he just looked back and forth between you and his brother. Dean looked past you at the man that you were flirting with and smirked, "Pretty fit. Sure you don't want to go home with him, sweetheart?"

"Maybe I want to go home with you," You smirked back and he laughed lowly. You looked to Sam and he didn't seemed bothered because at this point he was used to it. It was kind of disappointing though, some part of you wanted for him to be jealous.

"What do you say, Sammy? Ready to head out?" Dean asked, looking at his younger brother.

"Yeah, I guess," Sam muttered and Dean nodded his head. Normally, Sam would be itching to leave at this point.

He was the one who usually prompted for the night to end, but it was different. You noticed immediately that he wasn't in one of his normal- happy moods that he's usually in. Maybe he was upset, you thought to yourself. Dean paid out both of their tabs and the trio left, making their way back to the motel. It was a decent place for the price that it cost, so you were able to pull some strings and get your own room. Normally, Dean and Sam would insist that you save your money by staying with them but you paid for it behind their back.

"I'm not really tired," Sam said, sighing and putting his book bag on the floor. You watched him carefully, knowing that he was in a bad mood. "I'm going to stay up and read a little."

"Hope you can read in the dark 'cause I'm determined to get some actual sleep tonight," Dean said, plopping down onto his queen bed and you smiled at him.

"I'll see you guys in the morning?" You asked, and Dean hummed in approval while Sam shrugged his shoulders.

You gave him a small frown and found yourself out of their room, walking to yours next door. You stripped yourself of your bar clothes, keeping your shirt on and opting for some simple, black shorts and you lied in your bed, overanalyzing Sam's mood. It didn't feel good to be around him when he was upset because a part of you would get upset too. It was no different with Dean for the most part, but tonight it was extra unbearable. You could tell he was frustrated with something, whether it was the hunt or himself you couldn't tell. Sleep wasn't going to come easy for you and you knew that. Instead of fighting your wide-awake brain, you decided to feed it by reading some cheesy novel you picked up at a random coffee shop.

•••

It was an hour before you heard a knock on your door. You got up, cautiously looking through the peep hole before opening the door to see Sam standing there.

"I knew you'd be awake," He gave you a small smile before entering your room and you closed the door behind him. He walked a short distance before seating himself on your bed and you walked to the other side, crawling back to your cozy spot. You picked your book back up and began to skim the chapter, before Sam broke your concentration, "Why'd you get your own room if you weren't going to bring anyone home?" He asked, turning his body to look at you.

You frowned at his question, not exactly sure how to respond. "Oh, I don't know. I guess I just wanted some space of my own," You replied and his face stayed straight.

"I mean, this is your one chance, Y/N. You could have brought that douchebag here," He said and you felt guilty for loving the words that came out of his mouth.

"Are you upset because I didn't bring a guy home?" You asked, a small smirk plastered on your face.

"No," He scoffed immediately and you grinned widely at him. "It's just, if I had my own room I would bring someone along."

"No you wouldn't," You smiled and he rolled his eyes.

"Whatever," He muttered, still seemingly frustrated like he was earlier.

"Why are you upset, Sammy? Did you need the room to relieve some tension?" You asked jokingly but he didn't seem to find it funny.

"Don't talk like that," He said in a low voice and his eyes diverted to looking at the bed.

"Don't talk like what?" You asked innocently and he looked back up at you, an all too familiar look in his eyes.

"I'm not doing the flirty thing," He said bluntly and you frowned to yourself.

"I forget you're not Dean sometimes," You rolled your eyes, a little annoyed that Sam was being so negative.

"Okay," He huffed out, also seemingly annoyed with you.

"Okay," You nodded your head, reaching down and picking your book up again. Your fingers ran through the pages to your bookmark but when your eyes scanned down to read, you knew Sam was upset and you couldn't ignore him. "Sam, seriously. What's wrong?"

"Don't act like you care," He replied, his voice almost low enough to be a growl. You set the book on the nightstand and crossed your hands in your lap.

"Of course I care," You said to him and he shrugged his shoulders. "I don't like seeing you upset." You said in a small voice and he continued to stare at you.

"Whatever, Y/N," He huffed out and you frowned at his reaction.

"I'm being serious, Sam. If you need the room I'll just go sleep in the other one. You're having, um, problems and I don't know how to help." You tried to compromise, but the tension that radiated from him only seemed to grow.

"Problems?" He asked again with a frown on his face.

"Yeah, ultra aggressive Sam is not the Sam I like to be around," You shrugged your shoulders, deciding to tell the truth.

"I'm not trying to be that way. I'm just tired," He said, no apology following after.

"It's fine. I'm tired too and I don't want to argue, you know?" You asked, hoping to find a common ground.

"Yep, got it," He replied and the room went silent. Your eyes peered down again, trying to find where you left off, and you began to read. "You really didn't like him?" He asked not even ten seconds later. You raised your eyebrow at him and he shrugged his shoulders, seemingly carefree, but you knew that he was more than upset if he brought it up twice.

"He was alright, I guess," You said in a sigh, placing your book down once again.

"I mean, he was your type, so why not?" He asked, curiosity flooding his eyes.

"Sammy, why do you care so much?" You asked with a small smile and he slumped his face.

"I don't," He answered nonchalantly, liar.

"Obviously you do. You jealous I can pull and you can't? Maybe Dean can help you find someone." You offered for Dean, there was no way you were helping him yourself- you were far too jealous and you would get in the way.

"Why don't you help me instead?" He asked in a low voice, it almost seemed like more of a demand than a question.

"What?" You asked in return, feeling your cheeks heat up.

"You heard me," He muttered, his eyes staring back into yours, and it left you speechless.

"No, they're called wingmen for a reason," You frowned, trying your best not to blow your cover.

"That's not what I meant, Y/N," He said, turning his body fully towards you. "I mean, only if you want to." The tension snapped and was replaced with a new tension, sexual tension from Sam. You didn't reply, you just sat there shocked, so he continued to ramble, "It's gotta be frustrating not getting to come home with anybody and I just figured that maybe you could help me and I could help you and-" His words trailed off as you tried to wrap your mind around it. The entire conversation was like a fantasy to you, but you never thought it would actually become reality.

You looked down, not exactly sure how to respond. You dreamt of the day where this might happen, but you didn't actually prepare yourself for it. You felt the bed dip closer to where you were sat and you looked up when you saw Sam's hands pressed into the bed just beside either of your legs. Your eyes landed on his and you felt your heart beating through your chest. His eyes were needy and lustful and you probably looked like a scared doe as his lips collided with yours.

"You okay with this?" He asked reassuringly. Still, no words came out, but a nod up and down confirmed his answer.

His lips were soft and forceful as they raced with yours, like he was deprived of touch. It was aggressive and you hadn't ever felt that from Sam in this way before, but you didn't mind. You whimpered slightly when his teeth tugged on your bottom lip and he let out a devilish laugh as soon as he heard it. He tugged at the bottom of your shirt, lifting it up and you let him. You heard your shirt hit the floor as his lips began to attack yours again. His hand ran along your thigh and your abdomen and then it landed softly on your breast. It wasn't soft for long as he gave it a harsh squeeze before reaching behind you to undo your bra. The straps dangled on your arms and he quickly got rid of the left over fabric on your top half. He looked down for a split second, hungry like he's never done anything like this before, and then looked back at you as he began to attack your neck. His tongue lapped around certain spots, sucking harshly, as his mouth trailed all the way down to the middle of your chest. He held one of your breasts in his hand, tweaking the nipple in a satisfying way and an uncontrollable moan left your mouth. He didn't seem to care, and if he did it was even more motivated as he placed the other one between his lips. Your hand lazily ran its fingers through his hair, pushing slightly, so that he could give you the pleasure of sucking a little harder.

The pleasure faded quickly as your doubt came running across your mind. You couldn't help but think that Sam was treating you like everyone else did that you flirted with. He was needy, just like them, and he only seemed to care about himself. Panic set in as he continued to pamper your breasts and you shifted uncomfortably, whining slightly. "Wait, Sam," You said and he looked up to you, his eyes not shifting from their lustful state.

He gave you a small smirk before resting his forehead on yours, "What? You don't want me to treat you like the slut that you are?" He asked cockily and once again, you didn't know how to respond. He dove in for another kiss and you let your lips part for a second before closing them shut. Sam noticed immediately as he pulled back and looked into your eyes. The look in his began to transform into concern and he looked confused. "What's wrong?" He asked in a quiet voice, letting his hand rest on your cheek.

"I'm a virgin," You blurted out, not knowing how to put it any other way. You shut your eyes closed, scared for his reaction. Maybe he'd be how you thought Dean would react- maybe he would make fun of you for it.

"Is this some sort of role play?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows and smiling in disbelief. The look in his eyes returned as he leaned closer to your ear, "You trying to turn me on more, Y/N?" He whispered and it sent shivers down your spine. "I'm already hard enough, baby," He whispered, grabbing your hand. As soon as he placed it on his confined no doubt hard-on, you pulled your hand back. He looked at you with confusion and you stayed silent as his eyes peered into yours. "You're being serious?" He asked, realization flowing through his words. You nodded your head and his face turned pale. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I-I didn't know. I just figured 'cause-"

"It's okay, Sam," You said in a small voice, cutting him off because you didn't want him to explain further. His face backed off a little bit from yours, but he stayed hovered over you not really knowing what to do with himself.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have came onto you like that. I don't know what's gotten into me." Sam admitted, looking down.

"It's okay, Sam," You said, using your hand to lift his chin up to look at you. His lost expression intoxicated your mind as you leaned forward to kiss him, this time much softer than before.

"Are you sure?" He asked, pulling back and you gave him a small smile. "I don't want to take it away from you if you don't want me to."

"Sammy, I'm sure. I've been waiting for you to get jealous," You let out a small laugh and it was met with laughter of his own.

"Well, it worked Y/N," He smiled before placing his lips on yours. His lips were less hungry this time, less selfish, and you felt your worries melt away under his touch. He pulled back gently, leaving you wanting more, "Are you really sure?" He asked carefully and you nodded your head eagerly. "We'll take it slow, okay?" He asked and you continued to nod your head. Your hands reached out boldly, pulling his shirt up to reveal his toned abs. He smiled at you and began to help, pulling the shirt off and throwing it on the ground. "Can I?" He asked, holding the bottom of your shorts in between his thumb and index finger.

"Yes," You replied quietly and lifted your hips as he pulled the thin fabric, excruciatingly slow, down your legs. That too was thrown on the floor. He held onto your hips, looking down and admiring your body, and a blush rose onto your face. "Your turn," You said and his eyes snapped back to yours as you bit your lip nervously.

"Want to help?" He asked, sitting up on his knees.

"Uh, I-I don't know," You stammered, not exactly sure of what even to do. Well, you were sure, but you were worried that you would do it wrong. He smiled down at you and you immediately felt eased. You changed positions so that you were sat on your knees as your shaking fingers rose up to his jean button. He ran his fingers through your hair in approval and you undid the button, using your fingers to pull the zipper down. His hands reached down to help you as he pushed his jeans down his hips, kicking them off. Now, it was just you and Sam in your respective underwear.

He sat down next to you, back against the headboard and you looked at him, unsure of what the hell you were doing. "Come here," He said, motioning for you to straddle his hips and you nodded your head. You placed your knee on the other side of his body and slowly lowered yourself. A whimper escaped your lips as your clothed heat landed on his clothed erection. He smiled at you, pulling you into a kiss as he sensed your nervousness. You melted onto him, easing down as much as you could, and the both of you took your time. He kissed you tenderly, holding your face with his hands and you gripped onto his biceps. It was sweet and your lips moved perfectly in sync with one another before your core ached for movement. You moved your hips slowly, not sure of what you were doing but you figured it was good because Sam groaned into your mouth.

His hands trailed up your thigh before slowly dipping his fingers past your underwear. You moaned as his fingers smoothed back and forth between your lips, collecting the wetness that was gained over the past ten minutes. "You're so wet for me, princess," He pointed out the obvious and you blushed, gasping as his middle finger easily slid inside of you. "Does it hurt?" He asked, pulling back from the kiss and you shook your head 'no'. "How about now?" He asked, a hint of cockiness in his voice, as he slides his index finger in. You jumped a little bit at the new sensation, putting a smile on Sam's face, but it didn't hurt. You had put your own fingers in there before, not really thinking much of it, but Sam's were much larger- thicker and longer- so it was a different feeling. You moaned as he began to move his fingers in and out, curling slightly as he reached as far as he could. You had always heard that there was a g-spot in there somewhere but you never really found it before. Sam easily hit your sweet spot and you never knew how good it felt or else you would have done it yourself. His thumb reached up and began to rub your clit in circular motions. You tried your best to suppress your moans by crashing your lips onto his and he smiled, fully aware of the control he had over you.

Your breath was shaky as you felt the familiar pressure in your core begin to build. He pulled his head back, resting on the headboard, and he stared into your eyes as his fingers unrelentlessly attacked you. You placed your hands on his broad shoulders, barely able to contain yourself as you looked down. "Sam," You whimpered out and he used his other hand to tilt your head back up.

"Look at me, Y/N. I want to watch you when I make you cum," He said in a low and demanding voice and you had no choice but to nod your head eagerly. You looked into his eyes, trying your best to fight the feeling that Sam was giving to you, and he smiled at you. You didn't know why you were trying to fight it, but you were. His mouth parted slowly, licking his lips, as he watched your body began to shudder under his touch. You let out small moans of pleasure, still trying to fight, and Sam began to pick up his pace. You rested your forehead on his, your breath shaky, as you began to moan uncontrollably around his fingers. The feeling began to intensify and soon enough you found yourself cumming around his fingers, trying your best to be as quiet as possible. Sam hummed in approval, but he didn't stop. He kept going until you gripped onto his shoulders hard enough, whining, and then he pulled them out. "You're so beautiful Y/N," He whispered and you tried your best to control your breathing.

His hands rested on your hips before pulling the fabric down your thighs. You helped him and threw them to the side as your hands landed on his chest. He looked down at your soaking wet centre and eagerly reached in his underwear. You looked down with him as the fabric began to slowly leave down his thighs, watching as his member sprang up happily, slapping his abdomen. You gulped down, wondering how the hell that thing was supposed to fit inside of you, and you heard him laugh lightly. Your hand that rested against his chest was being moved by his as he placed it on his length. It was softer than you imagined and he groaned as you grasped onto it. You curiously swiped your thumb over the tip of it, collecting precum that had escaped, and he let out a low moan. "I don't know what I'm doing," You admitted, looking up at him with embarrassment.

"You're doing just fine, baby," He said, the confirmation making you ease immediately. He tangled his fingers in your hair, pulling you into a kiss, and rested his hand on the small of your back. You let go of his member and before you knew it, he was on top of you. "Are you ready, Y/N?" He asked and you held onto his face, nodding your head and biting your lip. He reached above you, grabbing a pillow, and motioned for you to lift your hips. Placing the pillow at the bottom of your back, you relaxed down and raised an eyebrow. "It will feel better, trust me," He smiled, pecking your lips and you nodded your head. He looked down, grabbing his length in his hand, not needing to pump it because he was so eager, and he placed it in your folds.

Sam looked back up at you and planted his lips on to yours. You gasped as he slid inside of you slowly. The burn was nothing that you've ever felt before and it was painful, but you knew that it was going to be. He was taking his time, giving you time to adjust to every inch of him, and it felt like you were being stretched open. Your body wanted so badly to reject him and push him out, but you weren't going to give in or back off. He stopped for a second and looked down at you, rubbing your cheek with his thumb. "Are you all the way in yet?" You asked in a breathless voice, your eyes wide.

"Only halfway, sweetheart," He grunted, scrunching his face, and gave you a sympathetic smile as you nodded your head. You figured he was already fully inside because you could feel him intruding into your stomach, but you guessed you were wrong. He was nervous about hurting you and he wasn't exactly sure what to do, so he figured it was like ripping a bandaid off. Sam slid all the way into you at a much faster, but not too harsh, pace until you felt his skin on your clit. You whimpered and his body shuddered as he reached as deep as he could. He gasped for air, feeling how tight you were around him, and sat like that so that you could adjust. "Are you okay?" He asked, looking down at you.

"Move," You forced out and he looked down into your eyes cautiously. "Please, Sam," You whimpered and he nodded his head, slowly pulling himself out. He left the tip in and began to slide back into you, the burning feeling returning. He groaned loudly and you bit your lip to coerce your cries from leaving your lips.

"You're so fucking perfect, Y/N," He said, kissing you, as he began to move in and out of you at a slow pace. You tried your best to focus on the pleasure, feeling him hit your g-spot every time he thrusted, and soon enough the pain began to fade away. His hand snaked down your body, letting goose bumps rise, and his thumb landed on your clit as he began to move it methodically.

"Fuck, Sam," You moaned into his mouth and he hummed in return. He began to move a little faster and you began to feel less and less pain. He groaned into your mouth as you felt the infamous pressure in your core and you knew you weren't going to last much longer. The stimulation from his fingers and hitting your g-spot every other second was a lethal combination. Strings of moans and Sam's name escaped your mouth as the pressure became unbearable.

"Cum for me, Y/N," He pulled back from the kiss. You wanted desperately to force his lips onto yours again, but you knew that he would want to watch you come undone around him. You nodded your head and the smell of sex wafted into your nose as you began to moan uncontrollably. Sam looked so good above you, even the vein that popped out in his forehead, it made your orgasm come much faster than you expected. You felt the familiar snap inside of you and your legs began to shake as you moaned Sam's name loudly.

Just like earlier, he didn't stop, he kept going and he rode out your high as you felt yourself clench tightly around him. He brought his hand up from your clit and rested his weight on his elbows, burying his head in the crook of your neck. His movements became sloppy and erratic, but he didn't go faster to the point where it felt uncomfortable. He moaned your name as he pulled out one last time, slamming back into you, and you felt his dick twitch inside of you. Sam stayed inside of you as his lips went back to attacking yours in a soft, slow, and passionate kiss. The sweat on his forehead made his skin glisten and you smiled into the kiss, thinking about how perfect Sam was.

"Thank you," You whispered into his mouth and he smiled in return.

"Anytime, Y/N," He said, pulling his face up. He reached down and you felt him leave your core, making you feel almost empty. You both were dirty, sweating messes, but you didn't care. He lied down next to you, pulling the covers over him and you. You rested your cheek on his bicep and cuddled up close to him, your leg lazily draped over his. Sam stayed there the entire night and sleep came easily for the both of you.

#sam winchester #supernatural #fanfic #jared padalecki

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Gut Feeling (6)

Member: San Genre: bit of angst, kinda better tho?? Word Count: 6.6k Content: A bit better than the last chapter. Food mention as per usual. Maturity. Note: HELLO AFTER A MONTH. I AM BACK. This one is a lot shorter than the other chapters, idk it just felt right. Second half of this series of sorts amen. It’s not a lot but... i guess you can consider it as those type of stuffs that needed to happen ??? Yes. I tried my best amidst everything that happened recently ;; As usual I’ll update this with links after 24 hours. Tag list: @barsformars @shinyddeonghwa @yeotlny @hwaberrykiwi @miniyeo @seoultraveller @frankenstein852

Part 5

It’s back to work but you’re a little dazed. The two rest days did you good to a certain degree but having to go back into the swing of things was a bit of a challenge for you. Even if the managers would give you updates, it’s different when seeing it in real time. So here you are, back in the office, catching up on everything.

You head out to the kitchen to get your bottle refilled with water only to be greeted by San himself. Out of surprise, your heart does a little flip. You don’t know why you’re surprised though, usually at this time he and the boys should still be in the studio. Also, you’re the one who’s bringing them home tonight.

San looks up from his phone, just as surprised as you are to see you. “Hey, how are you feeling now?” He asks, his voice soft and careful.

He’s not ignoring you?

You make your way to the water dispenser, refilling your bottle. “A lot better, thank you.” You say, which comes off more as a murmur. Though it was true, you weren’t really sure of how to approach him since that talk with Seonghwa and Hongjoong. It’s constantly fight or flight and knowing you, it’s usually a little bit of both.

“Can we talk?” He starts carefully. At his voice, you look up from your bottle. Your eyes study the male carefully. You can’t keep running anymore you suppose.

“Five minutes. Go.”

He didn’t expect you to cooperate like that but he’ll take it even with the time limit. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for thinking that you and Seonghwa liked each other--”

You and Seonghwa, again. You had questions but you let him continue.

He sees how your eyes narrow at him and he feels fear course through his body. “for making things more difficult for everyone, especially you. You don’t deserve that, I still have feelings for you yeah but I understand if you don’t…” he trails off, trying to catch his breath after saying everything. “I just-- you deserve an apology after everything I caused.”

Something inside you snaps though. You’ve harbored enough frustration from how everything was going and to hear him come clean about his assumptions just made you see white. “That’s the thing with you idols, you suddenly get so used to getting everything so quickly, you think everything is reachable with a snap of your fingers. San, wake up, please. That’s not how life works, that’s not how relationships work. Not everything’s going to be fast and easy...” You refrain yourself from cursing him out, instead, you let out a sigh. “San, relationships, romantic or not, those take time.” Internally, you had to admit those words were harsh but you had to say it. You were tired. Tired from the growing workload of finding the common ground with clients, you barely had time to process everything since the near dating scandal. You ended up actually putting your account on private a few days after the chaos on social media.

It’s past five minutes already and you let him go to his scheduled practice with the boys. “Go. The boys are waiting for you.” You state, catching sight of a concerned Yunho standing by the door.

He’s never seen your eyes so cold yet so hot at the same time. It doesn’t take much to know that there’s pain in those eyes and it hurts to know that he’s the reason behind the pain. Knowing better than to push, he nods and bids you goodbye. You watch him jog over to Yunho who seems to be eyeing San then you with concern. It would be stupid of you to underestimate his smarts, so you shake your head, before turning away from them. You don’t want them to see you cry. You try your best to keep yourself together, you’ve cried enough over this matter, it’s pathetic.

When San enters the studio, Yunho gives the two oldest members a look, enough for everyone to know that he had talked to you, regardless of how it could end.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Seonghwa asks carefully, bringing him aside away from everyone’s ears first. While it’s a blessing that the group feels emotions so strongly, especially for the sake of performing, there were times where intense emotions become scary to deal with. When the younger shakes his head, they know better than to press him when things are still so fresh.

Hongjoong glances at the two of them and nods. “Let’s try to clean half of the choreography tonight.” That would probably be enough to have San’s focus on something else.

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You’re back in your office, thinking about what had happened. You know you would need to sit San down and get a clearer picture of everything eventually. Your phone buzzes, reminding you that the boys have to eat soon.

[ You to Hongjoong ] Do you guys have money for dinner?

You hover over the send button, deciding as to whether or not to send the message or just buy them food. It’s already 8PM and for sure those boys were hungry. You don’t really know what their routine is when it comes to choreography work especially with how stacked their schedule is, it could be anything. “Fuck it.” You delete the message and make your way to the nearest restaurant. You make sure to wear a mask before leaving the premises, already paranoid from past events.

If there’s one thing you’re grateful about, it’s how the boys are already regulars for the nearby restaurants. All you have to do is say their names and show your proof of relation with the boys and the company to get things moving. You stay outside the premises, not wanting to take up a table that could be for someone who plans to dine in.

[ You to Hongjoong ] Bought you guys food, will be there in half an hour max. Buy yourselves a drink or whatever in the 7/11 just give me the receipt afterwards.

[ Hongjoong to You ] ryan_salute_sticker

You chuckle at the reply and wait patiently outside, watching people come and go as the week comes to an end once more. The staff comes out with bags of food ready for you. “We put a little something for you as well, it’s on us.” She says, gesturing to the food container that has your name on it. The look on your face makes her chuckle lightly. “Don’t worry about it. Tell the boys that we’re looking forward to them visiting us again after their promotions.” With that, you flash her a bright smile, promising to relay their thoughts to them.

By the time you return, you could hear the boys messing around in the studio. Not that you minded, they do deserve to have some fun every one in a while. As you set the food down on the table, two figures suddenly make their way to the kitchen. An excited scream that could only come from Wooyoung startles you. “Meat!! Oh my god is that what I think it is?” He exclaims zooming towards you with his energy drink in hand. Hongjoong follows him a few seconds after, still drinking what seems to be orange juice.

You let Wooyoung do his thing, already so excited over food. “Can you get the others?” You ask Hongjoong, as you make sure that Wooyoung doesn’t create a mess. It’s not that you think Wooyoung’s incapable of being responsible, it’s that you know that when he gets excited, hell can break loose.

You eat at the second table, at least you had the company of the other members that you don’t get to talk to often. It was a nice change of pace, though still as hyper as their peers they know how to slow down. Though the conversation was on something you didn’t quite understand (see: dramas), you didn’t mind hearing the boys talk about it with such excitement. Mingi and Jongho were kind enough to give you context especially when you looked a little lost.

“Manager-nim! We’re done for the day.” Hongjoong says once you peek out from Jongho’s side.

“Oh? Okay that’s good, just take your time eating. I’m bringing you guys home anyways.” Those words make the boys bustle with energy. From the looks of things, it’s been a while since it was you who brought them home.

It’s the same thing on the way home. The boys calming down in the car as the food coma hits them: San’s knocked out in his seat, slouched against Wooyoung’s side who’s busy on his phone. Hongjoong was the same, except he was leaning against Seonghwa who was also asleep. Mingi and Yunho were busy on their phones as well, looking for new music to listen to. Jongho is seated next to you, still awake. “Jongho?” He responds with a polite hum, still drinking his water. “Just what was your schedule today? Everyone’s so tired.” You were used to them sleeping on the way home but something about today just feels so different.

Jongho laughs softly, his shoulders rising a little in the process. “Ah, it’s mostly preparations for upcoming stages. We have concert appearances in the next few weeks so we just really drilled the cleaning earlier. I think Hongjoong-hyung had a radio appearance yesterday too so he could only catch up on sleep here and there.” He explains. “The others also did vocal training and dance training in their spare time.”

You glance at the boys through the rearview mirror. No wonder they were more exhausted than usual. “How about you? How are you faring with all of these?” It’s a question that must be asked especially to someone who tries their best to be just as dependable as their hyungs.

“Me?” He repeats the question before pursing his lips for a moment. “I’ll admit that it gets tiring.” He looks over his shoulder. It’s no surprise the rest of the boys have fallen asleep. “But I’m happy doing what I’m doing. As for the recent thing happening between you and San…” This boy really doesn’t beat around the bush. “He’s matured,” he reassures you. “He’s learned from his mistakes.” Truthfully, you weren’t sure of how to respond to such a statement but you let him continue. “Let him make up for his shortcomings. You can depend on us too.” You weren’t sure if he’s the third or fourth person to tell you that, regardless you find comfort in his words.

He sees your body relax slightly as you drive. He doesn’t want you to think he’s trying to get you to date his hyung, rather to see him as someone who feels sorry for what he’s done and genuinely wants to make up for it. “Thank you for your words, Jongho.” You admit softly, easing the car into its parking spot. “Help me wake up the boys?” You ask once you’ve switched off the engine.

“Cover your ears.”

“Jongho, it’s past midnight. I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

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You had a mix of now wide awake boys and still groggy boys in the elevator with you. Of course, Jongho looked a little too proud of his doing. Hongjoong didn’t have the heart to get mad, he was clearly improving in his singing and control. You let a still sleepy Wooyoung lean against you as the elevator goes up. Holding up a sleepy twenty something year old was a little tricky but at least he wasn’t drunk. You had made sure their floor was the first destination, they’re tired. They need the rest more than you do.

Once the elevator notifies everyone of the floor. You gently shake Wooyoung awake. “Hey, we’re here.” You say softly. It’s thanks to Yeosang and Jongho who manage to wake him up, a few insistent pokes apparently do the trick. “Sleep well guys.” You wave them goodbye. Those who were awake bid you a good night. Your eyes flit over to San, his shoulders seem a bit lighter now.

You wonder what made him look a lot lighter now. Maybe Jongho was right.

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You’re in your sleepwear now, nursing a hot cup of tea as you think about the events that went down today. Your phone in your free hand as you read through your conversation with San. It’s hard to admit but you did have your own shortcomings. A thoughtful sip and a deep breath. You owe him something too.

San’s in his room, already in bed, as he was just waiting for Yunho to return from the shower.

Ka-talk!

His phone vibrates with a new message. It’s from you but it’s an audio clip. He reaches over for his earphones. It takes a while for him to play the clip, a little fearful of what it carries. “Hey San.” Your voice sends a shock over his body. He didn’t expect you to actually send him something. “Listen, i’m doing this because i can’t look at you outside work, as far as i know, for now at least. I can see why people like you San, i really do…” Your voice trails off and San has to glance at his screen to make sure if it wasn’t cut off. “I will admit, if things happened differently, I probably would have caught feelings for you too.” A small part of him twists at those words but it was something that didn’t surprise him. “For now, still, I need time and distance unless it’s needed for work for us to talk. Everything you told me…” Another pause. “I need time to process that San.” He understands that and he stares at the screen count down what’s left of the audio clip. “I do forgive you but I need time to heal.” He smiles softly at the last few words. He didn’t want your romantic feelings at this point, being forgiven was the best thing for the time being.

“What’s up?” Yunho asks. Out of surprise from the sudden voice, San accidentally drops his phone on his face. Yunho pokes his head from his bed to see San clutching his nose in pain. “Are you okay?” The older asks in alarm.

“When did you finish your shower?! I didn’t hear you.” San complains once the pain ebbs away. He lifts himself up, eyeing the other through narrowed eyes.

Yunho shrugs, running his fingers through his still slightly damp hair. “Two minutes ago? You were busy on your phone so you probably didn’t hear me.” He explains. That made sense, his volume was around 70% so he wouldn’t be able to hear Yunho enter the room unless he started playing League.

“Sorry about that..” San says rubbing the back of his neck. He recounts the voice note with just the important details: you forgave him but you need time to heal. Something in Yunho relaxes at the news. Your reaction makes sense, but also seeing San look like something has been lifted off of him were good things. Even if it seems like something’s still bothering him, he still looks better as compared to the past few months.

Yunho shakes his head, dismissing the younger’s apology. “I’m just glad things are kinda patching up with you and them.” He yawns through his thoughts. “Let’s talk about this when we wake up. I’m too tired.”

San looks at his phone again. It’s 2AM. They need sleep, at least their day starts at a later time.

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While San and Yunho discussed your voice note, you were in your room, biting your lip in thought after that voice note you sent. You like what you were doing but you didn’t think the price to pay for a hectic job would be like this. Did other managers go through this type of issue as well? Fingers fly through the keyboard as you look for a certain draft in your emails. You read through it again a few more times, asking yourself over and over if this is a good idea.

The answer comes when you change a few things here and there in the letter. If it still lingers in your head after this week, then you’ll push through with the change. Making decisions at near two in the morning wasn’t always the best idea. For now, you need to rest to prepare for the next day.

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You wait for the boys outside their dorm, knowing that by now, they’re nearly done getting ready for another day in the studio. If you remember right, their choreographers have managed to create a choreography for one of their songs that they have yet to perform. The boys come out of their dorm in their training clothes and you give them a quick scan, to make sure it’s all eight of them.

“Manager-nim!! Did you sleep well?” Leave it to Wooyoung to still continue to cling to you. It’s nice to know some of the members are morning people still despite the hectic schedules they have.

You think back to last night and your decisions but you don’t let them in on it. “Yeah, sleeping after a long day in work seems to feel a little different.” You say brightly. This causes Wooyoung to sulk at your words.

“Are we a handful, Manager-nim?” He asks in a tone that makes certain members glare at him, also he’s now clinging to you. None of the members have the heart to make him stop, but they do pose themselves to hit him.

With your free hand, you pat his head. “No, you’re not~” You return in a light enough tone that just fans the flames of Wooyoung’s antics. In response, you snort much to his disappointment. “Come on. After tomorrow, you got a concert to perform in so it’s all rehearsals and meetings for your upcoming photoshoots.”

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While you’re in your workspace, fixing the schedule with their personal schedules in mind, Yoon comes to you with a grin. “Hey, good news.” He greets you with an iced bottle of coffee from the 7/11 downstairs.

You glance at the coffee then at the male who’s still beaming. “What’s up? Did you get a raise?” You ask as you twist the cap open. Iced macchiato.

“Manager Hwang’s coming back earlier than expected!” He says, grinning ear to ear.

Your gaze turns to him, surprised but also partly relieved to have the guy back soon. “Really? I thought he’d be back much later.” You say, clearly taken aback. “Also hey!” You quickly add. “If you wanted me out, just say so.”

Your joke makes the guy panic, realizing his words could be misunderstood. “No way! You’re amazing to work with. Hwang has to experience working with you.” He explains quickly. “I’m excited because this also means, you’ll see how great he is in FIFA.”

FIFA? The football video game?

You were about to laugh at his panicked expression until he mentions a video game. “Wait, I was joking about you wanting me out also, FIFA? What about it?” You didn’t really play video games growing up. You watched your cousins play but never really had an interest in playing.

“You haven’t seen how competitive the boys get with video games huh?”

“I’ve heard stories but never seen it happen in real time.”

He grins. Truly, like idol, like manager. “You will soon.”

You press send on the email after making sure it’ll be directed to all the parties involved in the decision. You suppose Hwang’s return is a sign that you’ve been looking for. The request would only be effective by his return as you did keep your side of the agreement.

The only thing you can do now as you wait for their response is to work. Your phone rings with a reminder, time to bring them to meet the stylists for an upcoming photoshoot. Though, you do remember that the stylists themselves are the ones who are visiting rather than the boys.

[ You to Hongjoong ] Make sure to look presentable, the stylists are coming within an hour.

You look around the office and the kitchen for the refreshments for the stylists. Once successful, you put them by the counter in the kitchen. The fitting and meeting were mostly going to happen in the studio; enough room to move for eight boys and probably three stylists. You didn’t really get a number of how many were coming today.

Fortunately for them, their schedule had enough breathing room for them to make themselves look well kept after a long time in the studio. Once everything was prepared for later, you decide to check in on them. The music playing wasn’t their songs now, rather songs from the artists they look up to. You peek through the sliver of clear glass from the door to see what they were doing.

San and Yunho were messing around in the room, eliciting laughs from the rest of the members. The two were running around and were actually on beat with the music. The scene in front of you makes you laugh to yourself: they were doing okay. As you straightened yourself again, to return to your office, the door opens enough for the muffled bass to be amplified. You look over and it’s Mingi. “Manager-nim! Did you need something?” He asks, even with the hint of exhaustion in his eyes, he still had so much energy in him to flash such a bright smile at you.

His question surprises you but you suppose he saw you peeking earlier. “No, no. I just wanted to check on you guys since the stylists will be here in roughly an hour.” You explain, gesturing that you were on your way back to your office.

Someone calls out your name in between laughter. It’s Wooyoung. “Manager-nim!” He calls out, running over towards the both of you. “We need a tie breaker.” Huh? He doesn’t explain much but tries to get you to join. You glance at Mingi and it takes him awhile to understand why, to which he starts to crack up.

“What’s going on?” Your voice carries apprehension. Now, you know these boys can barely hurt a fly, but these boys are capable of doing the weirdest things for the sake of entertainment. These are eight boys who will have a competition on who can stuff the most ramen noodles into their mouth in one go. The other two managers have become unfazed to their antics while you have yet to see just how far they can go. You’re not quite sure if you could handle them at their highest peak of beagle-like energy.

“Manager-nim,” Wooyoung starts, now holding up a pen as if it were a microphone. “Are you a mint-choco fan or a mint-choco anti?” He asks, now posing the pen near your lips.

You stare at him in disbelief, then at the seven boys who seem to await your answer. “W-wait.” You push the pen a little farther from you and gesture to the others. “What are their answers?” It was obvious for you that San and Mingi were into mint chocolate, while Seonghwa and Hongjoong being the two who weren’t into it.

Wooyoung answers it for you with ease, though with a hint of impatience. “San, Mingi, Jongho and I are into it. Seonghwa-hyung, Hongjoong-hyung and Yeosang aren’t. Yunho’s neutral on it.” To you the answer was already obvious that a majority leaned towards liking the flavor.

“Guys, I’m just…” You trail off trying to find the right words. The silence makes Hongjoong jump into it.

“Manager-nim doesn’t like it either! Bleh~” He exclaims, looking all proud. Rare was the sight of Hongjoong being mischievous in front of you.

“N-no, it’s just, I don’t really mind it. If it’s there, I’ll eat it. If it’s not there, it’s not the end of the world.” You explain, much to his dismay.

“How can you eat something that tastes like toothpaste..” Seonghwa mutters much to San’s dismay. His comment makes you look at him in mild alarm.

“Seonghwa, toothpaste doesn’t have chocolate bits in them..” Just what went on in their dorms? Your words make him whine and you start to laugh at how they were so passionate about something as simple as ice cream flavors. You wondered what their stances are on pistachio and matcha ice cream then. Your phone vibrates, a call coming through. While the boys were busy trying to win the debate, to which Yunho slightly struggles to control, you answer the call outside the studio.

“Hello?”

“Hello! We’re the stylists for their upcoming photoshoot. We’ll be in the company in ten minutes!” The voice on the other line chirps politely.

The voice makes you stand a little straighter, almost on instinct, you use your formal voice. “Alright, I’ll wait for you by the entrance of the building.” With that the call ends, you return to the studio and it’s calmer now, though you could see that Wooyoung and San were sulking over what could’ve been the other half of the debate. “Guys, get ready. The stylists are on their way.” With that said, the boys fix themselves again.

Hongjoong looks over at you. “Manager-nim, should I go with you?”

Now, in your eyes it’s not a bad thing if the leader decides to greet the stylists with you by the entrance. It’s not a bad thing either if he doesn’t. “Your choice, Hongjoong. If you are, meet me by the elevator. I’m just grabbing my laptop.” Without missing a beat, you slip out of the studio immediately. You can only imagine how much notes you need to update for the other teams after this meeting.

Once you head towards the elevator, you’re already greeted by the leader busying himself with his phone as he waits for the elevator to arrive at your floor. “Seonghwa and Yunho are watching over the boys?”

“Yep, they’ll take care of them as we wait.” His response makes you nod, relieved to know someone’s keeping them in line before their energy bounces back up once more. It’s not that you think they can’t take care of themselves, but more of, when one’s up, everyone’s up.

The elevator doors close in on the two of you as it brings you to the ground floor. You want to tell Hongjoong what had happened in the past few hours but now isn’t the right time. Just as you were about to open your mouth about a quick summary, the doors open. Though knowing Hongjoong, he already knows something about it even without you telling him.

It only takes five minutes of waiting for the two of you to be greeted by three stylists. Though they dress simply, they knew what piece fits them best. A small pang of jealousy blooms in your chest when you see how well kept they were; you knew your own body and fashion and how to look put together as well but those who were in the fashion industry just seemed to do it better. Small talk happens among the five of you as the of you lead them to where the rest of the boys were. Maybe it was a good thing that Hongjoong came with you due to the some of the clothes they brought in a few bags.

There was something about the third stylist, that put you off. It wasn’t her overly warm and optimistic energy, which honestly at this point doesn’t faze you anymore as other idols who have greeted the boys had the same energy she had. You weren’t so sure yet of what it is, but you’re not sure either if you want to find out what’s putting you off about them. She continues to make conversation with Hongjoong as you’re left juggling a conversation with the other two. You don’t notice Hongjoong’s uneasiness around her until the two of you welcome them inside.

The two of you do notice how her eyes light up at the sight of everyone else who were lounging about. You just assume that she was a big fan of them and was struggling to keep it together and carry on. The boys do their signature greeting then move about to get their measurements and a run down of what will happen in two weeks time.

You along with another stylist keep track of the clothes that the boys and they liked, those that were debatable and those that just didn’t look that great on them. The other two took their measurements, and offered the clothing pieces that they would try on. The first stylist from earlier seems to be taking her sweet time with San. If you actually focused on listening to their exchange, you could tell she was having the time of her life. It took a lot of your self control to not outwardly sigh in front of the stylist who was labelling which clothes the boys liked as their basis.

It takes a while before the said stylist moves to another member, and at that opening, San immediately moves away. You glance at San over your laptop, and he’s sending you a look that says, ‘I’m not talking to them unless I have to, please help.’. While San is a grown man, you do know how it feels to be cornered at work due to unwanted advances. You flash him a smile and beckon him over. “I hope you don’t mind if San helps us out on this too?” You ask the stylist as he practically hops over to the two of you. Much to San’s relief, he welcomes the added input.

San’s eventually joined by Mingi who knows more of fashion than you and San combined. You could see the gears in their heads running as the idea in the stylist’s head was starting to become more and more clear. Once all of the work has finished, the boys take one last look at the outfits the head stylist has set out, you know that they wouldn’t change anything anymore but you kept your fingers poised on your keyboard should there be any changes made. Seeing that everyone was satisfied, they ask you to take their photo to celebrate a job well done.

You receive the head stylist’s phone and you let them gather around for the photo. It’s not hard to spot the first stylist from earlier try to worm her way near San, only to be blocked by Wooyoung and Seonghwa already around him. It takes a bit of your self control to not snort at her feeble attempts be quashed so easily by clingy boys. Three shots and everyone’s now back to cleaning up the room.

The eight of them help pack and fold everything into their rightful place that the head stylist had to send her praises about them to you, even going as far as offering their services for the future promotions. She slips her contact card to you, which you keep in your phone’s case for the time being. This time, it’s only you who accompanies them out, much to Hongjoong’s surprise. You signal that you’ll be okay and for him to keep an eye on San.

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“I swear hyung, she was trying to hit on me…” San mutters in his spot as he shudders at the mere thought of it; the praises were alright but the slightly lingering touches and gaze made him want to leave immediately. Some of the boys find a little amusement in his complaints, they understand the issue on hand but to see San whining excessively was a sight to see. Of course they couldn’t do much about the situation while it was happening but they could prevent it in the future.

The door clicks open and they see you poking your head in. “How was it?” You ask them. It has become a routine for all of you to check in on them after meeting with any outsider of the company. They’re still young and while they have good heads on their shoulders, the industry is a scary place to be in.

“Manager-nim, is it alright if we don’t work with one of the stylists on the day of the photoshoot?” Hongjoong starts carefully. Always a leader that guy is.

You glance at him then at San who was still sulking against Yunho’s shoulder. “The lady with the high ponytail and rolled up denim jacket?” You ask, even acting out how her clothes looked like. At your description, San jumps into the conversation.

“Please? Is it possible? Manager-nim, Ms. Mihyun was trying to know me a little too much and flirting with me.” San pleads. You feel bad for him. In other circumstances, being hit on would’ve been an ego boost but being hit on at work really doesn’t sit well with you.

It’s the way you look at him that he realizes just how you’re able to keep things professional. You still look at him with protective warmth and concern for his safety, even after everything. It gets his head a little dizzy to put it lightly. “I think I can make it work. The head stylist did like your work ethics, even wants to work with you guys in the long run.” You bring out your phone, making quick work of writing a message up to the head stylist. “Hello! This is ATEEZ’s manager.” You read your message out loud for them. If there were any comments from the boys, you tweak the message around to their liking to make sure the point of the message is received.

The boys were impressed with your message and didn’t mind it one bit. They could see why the company wanted you: you could fit in any of the teams. Once satisfied with their response, you press send. A small part of you waits on a reply from company heads in regards to your email but even that would take some time. With a group that’s a rising icon in the k-pop wave plus a few trainees that show just as much potential as the boys, the love calls from other companies are still coming in.

For now, you’ll enjoy and make the most out of the time you have with the guys through your work.

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Over the next few weeks, San has been more mindful of his actions around you. While he still cares for your health like the first few months, he’s come to understand you a little better now. He does his best to see you more as who you really are, rather than the idealized version he had of you months back. He’s realized you had a bit of a soft heart behind your independent exterior, how you always preferred a stronger type of coffee, compared to the group (much to Seonghwa’s horror). It took a bit of time to notice how protective you are of your own friends and them.

You pick up on the changes as well. He joins in on the teasing every now and then, but always making sure never to cross the line. Sometimes at the corner of your eye, you catch San watching you joke around with his members, his gaze soft but he never makes a move. He doesn’t seem to sulk over the lack of attention either, letting you joke around with the other members as well. They’re small changes but it has improved his performance as himself and as a member of ATEEZ.

There were changes and there were still constants. He still stays late into the studio practicing new moves, new styles, different combinations just to better himself. As usual, you bring him back to the dorms. He doesn’t make a fuss about you waking him up now, rather he hops out of the car as soon as you switch off the engine. You were a little grateful for that, more time for you to sink into your bed after the long day. As you step out of the car, rummaging through your bag, you find him waiting for you by the elevator. “Sorry to keep you waiting.” You say as you rush over to press the up button.

“Nothing to be sorry about. It’s late after all.” San reassures lightly. He watches you rummage through your bag. “You got your phone?” He asks. He’s noticed as well how you sometimes have slip ups with your memory. You bring out your phone, putting it in your pocket. “Wallet?” He asks then he sees you bring it out. “Powerbank.” He lists off and that’s when it takes you a while to bring it out.

“That’s what I forgot.. It’s in the office.” You mutter. There was no way you’d drive back to the company to pick it up. You’ll just bring your charger for tomorrow.

A soft amused huff slips from his lips and he gestures for you to enter the lift first. “It’s okay, I can bring my powerbank tomorrow.” He offers as he follows you inside.

“You don’t have to. I can use my laptop as a powerbank if all else fails.” You return.

Always an independent one you are. He doesn’t push but he still keeps it in mind to bring it just in case. “You know,” he starts, as he presses the number for your floor first. He then leans against the wall opposite of yours. “After that thing with Ms. Mihyun, I kind of understand why you were probably against the idea of us dating.” Well he knew of your main reasons, but Mihyun really had him thinking.

You lean against the wall, arms crossed. His words had piqued your interest. Whenever San’s in those moods, he does drop a few things that remind you he’s maturing. “Oh? And what is it?”

“The idea of flirting and being in a relationship with someone while at work is kind of.. Weird.” he wasn’t sure if weird was the right word but to be the subject of flirtations while everyone is trying to work didn’t feel right to him. He knows he can separate his personal life with work but emotions have made him act out of line. To risk all that he’s worked for: for the sake of a relationship, maybe not now. Hearing you chuckle makes him frown in confusion. “What?”

You were endeared by his moments of childlike tendencies. You know he has a way with words but there were also moments where his vocabulary reminds you of a high school kid. “Mihyun really tried to flirt with you huh?” You ask. The conversation is cut short when the elevator pings; you’ve arrived at your floor. You return your gaze back to the male. “Anyways, get some sleep okay?”

A small part of him wanted to walk you back to your apartment, but he knows this complex was a safe one. You also apparently knew how to hold yourself up against Wooyoung’s pestering actions. He knows better to offer that so he smiles at you and nods his promise. “You too.” He addresses you by your name this time though still with the formal honorifics.

“Drop the formalities when we’re outside of work, San.” You say. He doesn’t get the chance to say anything else but a good night, as the doors close in on the two of you. You’re back alone now in the lighted hallway, a heavy sigh slipping through your lips. Another long day coming to an end.

Your phone pings with a few alerts that you’ve kept at bay throughout the day. One of the notifications is from the email you’ve been waiting for. Your request has been approved, effective in a few months.

Part 7

#ateez scenarios #my writings #idk something about writing this chapter felt natural and right #though a bit of a struggle since i had to juggle my first dance class and among other things lol #hope this is okay for everyone though ;;#ateez fanfiction #ateez fanfics #ateez fanfic #i'll try to make part 7 more san centered lol

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