#hes totally a closet lee

[skeletongiggles]

Can I tickle bittersweet sans sides? It just seems pretty wholesome having the edgy boy giggle :)

*You feel like you've made a grave mistake.

[rikiislvr]

☕️ height difference : ot7 line

pairing: enhypen x afab!reader

genre: fluff

summary: you and your height difference problems with enhypen

LEE HEESEUNG:

heeseung was waiting outside your apartment, with flowers in his hands, your favorites to be exact, which were tulips. he had on a white button up and light blue jeans to take you out to the park and chill for the rest of the day. he tried his hardest to keep his smile at a minimum, but once you walked out your apartment building, with your pretty light yellow dress, your hair pinned back by white pins, he couldn’t help but grin like a total idiot. “you look so gorgeous baby.” he smiled at you as you skipped up to him, “thank you- oh my! are these for me?” you gasp at the flowers he held, “they are indeed.” he looked down at you before handing you the flowers, your heart melted, heeseung then cupped your face to kiss you, you tried stepping up on your tippy toes but he was way too tall, so he leaned himself down to press his lips against yours.

-

PARK JONGSEONG:

since jay usually cooks for you and him, you decided to take things into your hands for a day. he was sitting across the counter watching you as you cooked, “i’m definitely not used to this.” he chuckled, since he was always the one who was cooking, “i know! but trust me, i know what im doing!” you nod and stirred the pot with sauce, you were making your infamous spaghetti, you walked over to the cabinet to grab the noodles to start them, you opened the cabinet, as your eyes scanned for the pack of noodles, you groaned once you saw them on the top shelf. you stood on your tippy toes trying to reach, but failed miserably, you rolled your eyes and began to get on the counter, “ay ay ay.. i got it, don’t hurt yourself princess.” jay quickly hurried around the counter, grabbing you and setting you back on the floor, and easily reached up to get the noodles, “why are they so high up!?” you sigh, “maybe because since i cook the most, i put it on the shelf i was comfortable with.” he chuckled, “the top shelf? jeez man you’re tall.” you giggled, he smiled and kissed the top of your head before handing you the noodles.

-

SIM JAEYUN:

you and jake were visiting your parents, jake was very well with his presence around them, you were just glad your parents liked him, you got up suddenly from the living room to go back to your childhood room, everything was still left the same way you left it when you turned 18. it was so nostalgia. seeing the pink walls, the pink bed sheets, all the stickers and things you decorated your room with. it was all coming back to you at once, making you smile, your eyes suddenly widened once you remembered you kept a box with all your memories you wanted to cherish in your closet, you walked over to it, and opened the door, seeing the blue box with a ribbon over it on the top shelf, pushed back. damnit. you only pushed it so far because you didn’t want anyone grabbing it and going through it, you stood on your tippy toes in an attempt to grab the box, but it was no help. you sighed and frowned, looking around to find anything to boost you up, jake then came in the room, smiling as he looked around the room, his smile suddenly dropped once he saw you, “hey? are you okay, what’s wrong love?” jake walked over to you, “could you teach that?” you pointed up to the box pushed back on the shelf, jake smiled and reached up, grabbing it effortlessly before handing it to you, “thank you.. i couldnt reach it..” you giggled, “i know.. it’s okay, you’re welcome. now in return can we look through it together?”

-

PARK SUNGHOON: (slightly similar to jakes^^)

sunghoon decided to take you out and spoil you, he took you to damn there every single store in the mall, giving you his card to buy anything you wanted, he would just follow around and adore the way your face lit up at different things, but the way it faded once you saw the price tag, “don’t worry about it babe. get what you want. it’s my treat.” he would remind you, and would also carry all your bags. you guys decided to make one more stop at a bag store, since you wanted a new purse. you walked in the store and began to examine all the purses, but one caught your eye, it was so pretty. it was a black purse with a silver outline, only problem was, it was on the top shelf. you turned to ask sunghoon to grab it, but he was slightly far away, looking around for himself. you sighed and tried to climb up on the shelf a bit, reaching your arm up, but you couldn’t reach, suddenly you feel a presence behind you, a arm next to yours grabbing the bag effortlessly, you turn around and was met with sunghoon, “you could’ve just asked me.” he chuckled and handed you the bag, you smiled and shook your head, “thank you.”

-

KIM SUNOO:

you and sunoo always had these self care days, every saturday he’d come over and you two would do face masks, skin care, each others hair and more, which led you to in your bathroom, as he set all his skin care down on the counter, “want me to do your skin care this time?” you ask him, he smiled at you and shook his head, “no, my turn.” he nod and pat your head, making you giggle. you washed your face and pat it dry with a towel, sunoo then grabbed the toner, and you stood in front of him so he could apply the toner onto your face, but he tilt his head, “hm..” he says, he suddenly picked you up off the floor, making you squeal, he sat you onto the counter, and smiled, “what was that for?” you giggled, “it makes it easier since you’re eye to eye with me.” he shrugged and softly applied the toner to your face, you couldn’t help but blush, he was so cute without even realizing it, “are you blushing or is that the toner?” he grinned, “just the toner.” you nod, both of you knowing it was definitely not the toner.

-

YANG JUNGWON:

you walked into the practice room, you came to cheer your boyfriend on as he practiced for their recent comeback, he stopped dancing and went to pause the music before running over to you, wrapping his arms around you, “missed you.” he chuckled, “you’re sweating!” you groan as he held you anyways, he pulled away and smiled down at you, “here to cheer me on?” he raised an eyebrow, you nod and smiled up at him, “cute. but first, let’s take a selfie.. so i can save it?” he asked, “sure!” you nod and grabbed your phone, you two walked over to the huge mirror in the room, you went to your camera and held up the phone, only problem was, jungwons face was cut off, due to him being taller than the entire camera, you giggled, “lean down!” you tap his arm, he looked at the camera and noticed how he wasn’t even fully in the frame, he chuckled and wrapped his arms around you before leaning to rest his head on your shoulder, the perfect pose for the perfect photo, as you snapped the camera 3 times. “it’s so cute.” you smiled looking at the results, jungwon not leaving your shoulder, “you’re so cute.” he smiled at your phone.

-

NISHIMURA RIKI:

finally, riki had a free day from his schedule to spend time with you after it felt like years since you two had quality time together, and the best way he wanted to spend his free day with you was to go to an amusement park, you guys were holding hands, walking down the amusement park, trying to find any ride that caught both of your eyes, you two turned your head, revealing to you was a huge green rollercoaster, “this one!” you point and jumped up slightly in excitement, he chuckled at your cuteness, “okay then, cmon.” he pulled you along as you two went to the line. before you guys got in line, you saw the “height requirements for ride”, niki chuckled and pulled you to him, then motioned you to stand beside the line that you had to reach, “uh oh, looks like you can’t ride..” he says, you groaned, you were just one inch below the required height for the ride, “damnit! what about you?” you asked him, he walked up to it instead, and expected, he was ABOVE the whole damn stick. “you are literally a giant.” you giggled, “you’re just short.” he scooped you onto his back, “it’s okay, let’s find something else to ride, okay?” he asked you, you smiled and wrapped your legs around him as he began walking with you on his back.

a/n: it’s been a while since i’ve done a ot7 post.. how we feellllinnn? should i do them moreee? i also didn’t pre read so srry for any errors if their is any haha

[bekolxeram]

Another day, another spin around the Great Cycle of Fandom Discourse™. Today we seem to be at the bachelor party costume debate for like, the 7th time. Let's just go all out and read too much into all of the characters' attires.

Buck and Eddie, they're the only ones dressed correctly for the theme, it was Buck's idea to throw a 80s themed party and Eddie's idea to dress up as Crockett and Tubbs after all. Although, as I've mentioned a while ago, they didn't coordinate with each other beforehand, so they both showed up dressing up as Crockett.

It's Crockett who usually wears pastel, Tubbs seems to prefer darker colors.

Now, Hen is wearing some kind of a retro costume, it's not exactly her usual style, but judging by the high waist flair jeans, it's more of a late 60s-70s outfit. Karen, on the other hand, dresses like uh..... Karen, aka goddess among men. It's probably Henren's normal going out attire.

I'm convinced this man has a closet full of Henleys in each pantone color. Tommy is in his usual Henley and jeans, and he explains it on a technicality: people did wear Henleys in the 80s. We don't actually know how much time passed between the coffee apology-not-date and the wedding, but it can't be too long. We also don't know when Buck invites Tommy to the bachelor party, he seems to be still scouring for venue 2 weeks before. There's likely not enough time for Tommy to shuffle his schedule around or throw together a specific costume. The best he can do is put on whatever he has and try his best to show up while on standby, Buck is glad that he can make it though.

I have no idea what Ravi is wearing. It's a regular button up with some subtle pattern on it and black pants? I don't think he's dressed up as anyone or anything in particular, I'll just put it in the same category as Tommy, there were people who dressed like this in the 80s.

Although Chimney got encephalitis-blocked, we learn from Maddie that he was on his way to the party. This is very possibly what he chose to wear for the occasion, it's not even casual, it's more business casual. In fact, this is the same shirt he wore to the Lee's a couple days ago, but this time he loses the jacket and puts on more informal pants.

We know he's not too stoke about going to a bachelor party and he's getting progressively sicker at that point, so it's understandable he would be the last person to wear a costume for the party.

In short, outside of Buck and Eddie, no one wear costumes to the bachelor party except for Hen, who wears the wrong one. I believe this scene is meant to be a silly little set up for Chimney's disappearance, but if we decide to read too much into, the only person who comes out looking less than positive is, unfortunately, Buck (and a bit Eddie for encouraging him).

Buck insists on throwing the party despite the continuous disapproval and refusal of the groom himself, whom the whole wedding is supposed to be about. But everyone understands Buck is doing it out of love, he just wants to celebrate Madney's epic love story, so they all show up the best they can even though they are mildly annoyed. They take time out of their busy lives, stay for a bit, then return to their obligations when it becomes clear that the night isn't going anywhere without Chimney's presence. At the end of the day, Buck didn't know Chimney was sick, his excessive enthusiasm also isn't that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things, but if you really want to read this scene by itself as the writers painting one of the characters in less than favorable light, it would be Buck.

Ravi is totally in it for the free food though.

[hyuuukais]

-`♡´ - APARTMENT 143

pairing -> lee minho x fem reader

synopsis -> after a bad breakup, y/n needs to find a new place to live. although she's grateful for her best friend, up-and-coming model hwang hyunjin, for letting her stay at his, she can't keep living with him and his model roommates. so when an opening for somewhere nearby with cheap rent opens up, she jumps on it, despite knowing next to nothing about the 3 other tenants, only that one owns 3 cats. the three quickly learn of her breakup, determined to help get her back on her feet. but what happens when one of them begins to develop feelings?

warnings -> gen, mention of cheating, yn lowkey overthinking

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CHAPTER NINE -> IS THIS A DATE? (partially written! wc:1.2k)

There's a knock at your door followed by silence while you internally debate whether or not you should open it, or if you should pretend you aren't home. As far as you know, no one saw you come in, just heard you. The atmosphere was suffocating, heavy. This had to be your fault. You shouldn't have pressed, you shouldn't have-

"Y/n?" Minho's voice comes from behind the wooden barrier. "I know you're in there."

"Sorry, Y/n isn't available! Only her twin sister who did nothing wrong and totally isn't stressing!"

No response.

With a sigh, you get up to open your door, Doongie running off your bed and back into your closet. You open the door, but your eyes are glued to the floor, unable to face the man in front of you. The door is only open a crack, just enough for him to see your face, and you, his. His arms are crossed, body tense.

"Have you seen Soonie, Doongie, or Dori?" Minho asks curtly.

"Um, yeah, Doongie is in my closet-"

"What?" Minho tries to push past your door, but you're able to keep it mostly closed. Your room was currently a mess, no doubt a reflection of your mind the past few weeks. "Why is he in your closet?"

With a light shove, he makes his way in and moves quickly toward your closet opposite your bed. You watch as he slides the curtain away, your lack of a closet door making you shrink a bit into yourself. To be fair, it was like that when you moved in, so obviously the boys knew about it already. Still, you couldn't help feeling a tinge of embarrassment, not to mention the fact most of the content in there is strewn across your floor.

A small meow is heard from behind the curtain, Minho's arm outstretched. His shoulders seem to be a little more relaxed as he stands back to his full height, finally taking in your room with a low whistle. Now you cross your arms.

"If you're going to judge, you can leave," you huff, but then remember the reason he's probably upset in the first place. Your face flushes. "Oh, and I wanted to say I'm really, really sorry."

"For...?"

"You know what for!" You move to the edge of your bed, playing with the corner of a blanket on the verge of falling off. "In the group chat, I shouldn't have pried. Obviously you don't owe telling me anything, which I know you know, but still. I guess I was just shocked? Surprised? Whatever? That's totally messed up by the way, having a secret husband. I mean, who does that? Seriously, who does that?"

"My ex, apparently." Minho sits at the end of your bed, grabbing the blanket as it falls to the ground.

Gently, he folds it up and replaces it at the end he's sitting on, getting up and doing the same to another half under your bedframe.

"Well, your ex needs to learn what commitment is then." He grabs the half empty laundry basket from under you windowsill. "Mine too."

"Do you know if he cheated on you before?" Minho asks, picking up a few shirts abandoned next to the basket.

"I- he-" You stutter, bringing your knees up to your chin as you lean back against the headboard. "He loved me."

"That doesn't answer the question." He puts the basket down, grabbing a small pile of clothing from beside your bed on the opposite side you sit on.

"Don't tell anyone," you whisper, ashamed. "Once, but it was right at the beginning of our relationship and I don't think we were even technically official yet since he seemed so unbothered when I walked in on them together. After that I had a conversation with him about what we were to each other, and he hasn't cheated since. I mean, he has now, but not counting that."

The laundry basket is full, Minho placing it outside of your door. Next on his list are dishes, beginning to make a stack of plates and mugs on the dresser by your door. There aren't many, but enough to be a problem. Enough to be overwhelming.

"Back to the point, I never should have asked about anything." You rub a hand down your face. "I was being stupid."

"No, you were curious," Minho says. "But you're right in thinking you shouldn't have asked."

"I'm sorry."

"Are you going to apologize as much as you thanked me?" He tosses a missed sock at you, hitting you in the knee.

"S-" You freeze, making eye contact with him as he places the last mug aside. "Forget what I was about to say."

A small smile tugs on his mouth as he leaves your room. He's back in record time with a broom and dustpan in his hands. It's only now that you realize what he's been doing for you and you jump up, grabbing his wrist to halt his sweeping.

"Stop! You don't need to clean for me, I can do it myself." You attempt to take the broom, but he switches it to the other hand. "Please. Why are you doing this?"

"Because once this place is a little more cleaned up, you are going to help me find my cats." Minho finishes sweeping the little pile of dirt and dust.

"So this was for a favour?" You ask. "I would have helped you anyway. But what do you mean by 'find my cats'? Are they missing? What happened? How would they get out?"

"You tell me," he says, placing the broom against the wall by your door and heading out. You follow him to the back door, slipping on some sandals before walking out to the balcony. "The door was left open, so I have to assume they went out this way. Ah, I'm going to kill Han."

"Han? Don't kill Han. Why would you kill Han?"

"He left the door open," Minho starts up the staircase leading up to the roof.

The way the roof access was connected to your balcony confused you, but you assumed it came with the apartment. You'd only been up there once since moving in to water some plants at Han's request since he'd been gone all day and hadn't gotten the chance. A light breeze hit your face as you stepped onto the roof, scanning for any sign of cats.

"There!" You jog across the roof to the small garden where Dori sits amongst tomatoes. "Come here you."

Dori stretches out, emerging from the plants to headbutt the hand you stick out. He rubs against your crouched knees purring up a storm, stepping up half onto your leg to ask for pats. You giggle, rubbing his soft cheeks and watching as he lifts his head up, giving him some chin rubs before picking him up.

When you turn, you see Minho with Soonie cradled in his arms like a baby. He's not facing you completely, but you can see him pointing a finger at Soonie and scolding the cat for scaring him like that. Soonie nudges his finger, giving a small lick. Minho shakes his head smiling, taking a small treat from his back pocket. Your heart stutters, a warm feeling blossoming in your chest as you watch.

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[pstelwitchcraft]

My personal takes for each of the Nevermore characters

Lenore Vandernacht

Gets bitches

Mad Dad Energy

So Gender she made you fluid

If adhd was a Poe themed lesbian

Would prob swindle people out of a LOT of money as a banker or smth with her charm alone

but her real vocation is as Annabel's trophy wife

Too much rizz for her own good

Number #1 the most loyal and protective ever, will murder and pillage and die for the ones she loves

Literally Died and still can't take a hint that her WIFE might like her back

Looks iron deficient, really isn't

Annabel Lee Whitlock

Actually has no idea wtf she's doing

Possessive Bitch to an extreme (would prob sow herself to the ends of Lenore's gay little victorian blazer if she could)

If anxiety/depression was a person AND a villain origin story

Untrustworthy but in a Sexy Way

Doesn't know how to Humanly Interact

Would make a BANGER of a politician or lawyer (still deciding if for good or evil 🤔)

Genuinely Absolutely needs professional help but fuck it we ball

Is taking this whole thing somehow more and less seriously than everybody else

Craves and Yearns and Aches to be cared for and loved but will admit it over her cold thrice-dead body

Doesn't look iron deficient, totally is

Duke

There's a 50/50 chance he's not actually French and just fucking with everybody

Can't grow a beard

The real reason he doesn't like Annabel is that he absolutely despises the British

Illusionist by trade, jackass by passion

Loves cheese to an ungodly degree

Ada

Worries everybody around her

Literally Died and still on her bullshit

Can't spot a red flag to save her life (ironic bc it's prob how she died)

Will Not Stop Talking

Pluto

Teddy Bear in spirit/cat in body/Tortoise at heart

Has either all the chill or never had a chill ever

Needs a booster seat to eat at restaurants

Hates dogs

Cannot survive without his friends

Really selective eater

Morella

Can be swiftly and effectively peer-pressured into anything

Got mad once. Still feels bad about it

Feels actual, physical pain at the idea of not being liked

Asks people if they have pets before asking for their name

Consumes a preposterous ammount of sugar

Eulalie

Will sage u if ur vibes aren't right

Got kicked out of a paranormal investigation team for asking the ghosts weird questions

Actually the only one who prob knows what's up

But has decided to just let it play out for funsies

Has correctly diagnosed everyone behind their backs

Berenice

#cuntsagainstthepatriarchy

Misses alcohol the most since her death

Will bite men for looking in her direction 😌

Always there to defend a fellow woman tho

Has the vibes of a pinball machine

Actually genuinely a caring and loving person

Prospero

Done with everybody's bullshit

Superiority complex to an EXTREME

His whole closet is organized by color, season and year of making

Just trying to get through one fucking book this whole time

Has incorrectly diagnosed everyone behind their backs

Held a puppy once. Didn't like it

[izuhan]

coming home exhausted ︱stray kids (hyung line + hyune)

pairing: boyfried!skz x gn!reader ︱ genre: fluff, comfort no hurt ︱warning: grammar mistakes, not proofread, i love chan

a/n: ,, i think this has been done a lot but I was having a bad day and wanted to write so here we are! im still confused if hyune is part of hyung line but my powers last night ended after I wrote his. hope u enjoy!

⸝⸝bang chan♡ᵎ

— one another’s arrival at home will always be the highlight of both of your days, and if you arrive at the same time as him, it is a total bonus for each other.

— within his or your arrival, he will never let you hug him first, he’s ought to do them first and that is the rule. which means whether he’s working or burning holes in your wall clock, he makes sure he gets to hug you, only allowing you to hug him back after.

— he does them a lot to the point he could identify who needs one and who doesn't. this time, it was you who he heard walking past his room. you have no energy to knock and be loud, all you wanted and needed is chan and nothing else, no one else. 

— you knock a couple of times and Chan, hurriedly and almost tripped himself—he opened the door to an exhausted lover of his. 

— “Ch—” he did not hesitate to pull you close to him in such an embrace he always does, a light squeeze and his signature giggles melting all your exhaustion away.

— you don't need to ask for a hug; he always delivers them as much as he wants, and you, yourself, can't hate him for that.

— as you melt and cave into his hug, he would take that as a chance to ask about how your day went, let you talk, and vent all those things which made you wear such a long face.

— he would move you with him in a gentle rhythm, humming and replying softly to your complaints, and say sweet promises he could fulfill within an hour of your arrival.

— and if you do cry while hugging him, you two would be in his bed immediately. sat down on the edge of the bed before Chan would wipe your tears away or kiss them, assuring you he would be by your side no matter what and hug you warmly once you asked for another.

— once settled in his bed, he would ask you to stay put and let him take care of you. “I need to change clothes, Chan,” he would smile, rummaging through his closet or the baggage he has that he hasn’t taken care of just yet, maybe for this moment, or simply another excuse to let you wear his clothes. 

— you would glare at him and his gentle, proud grin that he has. it’s almost a shit-eating grin but he’s beautiful no matter what and you will always wear his clothes if that means seeing that grin again.

— he helped you sit up carefully, holding your waist as he guides you, “no, please, let me.” he gives you the smile again. you’ve already seen each other a lot, but there is still embarrassment whenever there is a chance to do so, not when his eyes are focused on you. 

— however, you appreciate it in a way you can relax and lean your weight on him after it, dressed in his clothes and having him lull you to sleep. “Chan, thank you, I love you.” and his voice, confessing his undying love and affection until all you have in your mind is him.

⸝⸝lee know♡ᵎ

— coming home to one another has always been quite a big deal for both of you; screaming is a norm to let the other know of their arrival, or the cats would do the job. 

— however, your voice would still be heard by him, he loves you enough to train himself on focusing only to hear your voice at this point.

— so, he wondered why his cats were screaming at someone who did not utter any words of arrival. lee know, worriedly, rushed to the living room to see you—exhausted, like a withered flower. still beautiful but no color in your soul.

— you look at him with exhaustion, relief, and delight, and finally, you're home. but with how your day went, one thing you need you can't even say it.

— “... hello?” lee know cocks an eyebrow but doesn't speak, he stares with no words to say, that's where you know he’s waiting for you. “... I'm sorry... can I ge—can I hug you?”

— lee know doesn't hesitate, “you're the one who needs it,” it's permission, rather, a clarification that he can hug you, and you can hug him later after you've received one from him.

— he's that fond of you to be stubborn in his own conduct, to make another excuse to hug you and turn the tables, tease you instead of you teasing him that you're growing on him. he will also let your lack of proper greetings slip for once this time around.

— his embrace would make you tear up a bit, though you would not let it all out. you don't want to be a burden to him although he has greatly expressed interest in you being a burden to him. you're his responsibility he says, but to put it that way sometimes concerns you and makes you ponder over it.

— “cry, if today was that bad,” he could feel your gulps and silent sniffles stop you from crying. he breathes out a smile when you do, pressing a kiss on the crown of your head as he brings you to the sofa with the cats. 

— he points at them to scatter around you, which they did, surprisingly.

— lee know would listen to you being a stuttering mess, drawing circles on your back or caressing your hair to soothe you down before he would close the distance to stare at your swollen eyes directly. 

— “.. what?” he wouldn't say a word and cupped your cheeks, examining your face before placing his lips against yours suddenly.

— he knows his lips would do the work perfectly, and he loves to deter your attention from all the horrible things that have happened--to him only. at least for a moment before he does the leftover work on keeping your mind off things you shouldn't waste your tears off.

— and after all, that was done, a smile from both of you would top it off, and lee now would want you to take a bath as he prepares you something. though before parting, you still demand a kiss and a hug which he gladly obeys.

⸝⸝changbin♡ᵎ

— before you leave the place you're in and whenever you're close to home, he always demands you let him know beforehand. not because he was preparing something, kind of, but all there is was a feeling of relief you'll be coming home soon before he burns the clock with how hard he stared at it

— and so, when no text was sent to him and the door to his room was opened suddenly, his whole face cannot be painted

— either you're a burglar or one of his family members. though once he recognized it was you, a hug would be his only resort before asking questions about your actions, why you never texted him beforehand so he could greet you by the door somehow.

— you would stay silent over his words, holding him tightly with the fear of letting him go. that's where he senses something might be wrong and let you squeeze him as much as you could. with the build he has, he doesn't think it would hurt and if it would, he will take delight in it. being weak towards you... fuels him.

— he would continuously talk and ask important questions. you want to answer him but exhaustion not letting you form words completely, you would either break down into tears or apologize numerous times, though either of those would happen, changbin would be as patient as possible.

— he knows enough to not talk over you the same you do to him, talking over each other is something you do when teasing each other, and fighting would be the worst-case scenario.

— he would let you talk and cry, or if you can't anymore, he would let it be. let the silence swallow the whole room so that you would calm down and ease your body.

— and while he's at it, he would rest his back on the headboard of his bed and settle you down on his lap. as embarrassing as you might be, it's the only way he could think of holding you while facing you.

— he would give you a smile rather than a worrying pout you do think is adorable, however, his smile and giggles were what erased your exhaustion for a moment before he holds you close.

 — promises to cuddle and smother your with love all night would ensue, his face too close for comfort but you would laugh it off sweetly, let yourself be stupidly in love with changbin and be as vulnerable as you could be, telling him the story of your day and all that caused the bad day because you know you have him by your side and ready to fight whatever it is.

⸝⸝hyunjin♡ᵎ

— coming home exhausted would be no different in your shared place with hyunjin. 

sometimes you fear you both are coming home exhausted for so many days in a week that it's becoming a problem.

— but that also means you get to pamper each other with love and affection, lay low and lose all the tension and exhaustion from work and life at once. 

— it's also another excuse to let him be as romantic as he could be. you can't stomach it sometimes, in a good way, because you will combust in any second the moment you realize hyunjin's action is too romantic for your liking, that he's too perfect and charming. 

— today was no different too. silent sweet ambiance thanks to hyunjin's newly composed song showering the place with a new atmosphere as you step inside.

— you would either find him working on it, or doing art in many forms. and always, you would watch his back and smile. snap a few pictures to set as your new wallpaper or lock screen or post it in your gc just to make everyone jealous of your lover, or sometimes, keep it to yourself as a secret treasure.

— this time though, you badly needed him to embrace you to death. but you can't ask him directly, you don't know why.

— until he appears right in front of you, “i see, one of those days huh?” hyunjin is straight out of the shower, a new enticing look in his slightly damped short hair, the t-shirt he's wearing kind of soaked with the water dripped on them, and the towel hanging on his shoulder. god. how did you get so lucky?

— “hug, please?” hyunjin would chuckle, cooing and wiggling his body before embracing you with a smile on his face. you would groan once he would lift you up, clearly, he's not having a bad day, and he's affecting you with his energy. 

— “this is why I recommend you stay here with me all week, just a week of us and I could promise to have the world in my hands, and hand it to you for your undying love.”

“I k—”

��Nope, please, this week has been horrible for you. let me care for you the same way you ditched your whole family for me.”

— for hyunjin, having you counter him serves as a win, and so he does this time around, capturing your lips onto his before you could utter words that he knows would affect his plan for the both of you.

— and giving up was all you could do, let him take his time to take care of you in his very way.

[cheolism]

which svt members are panty sniffers

➥ ot13 x gn!reader

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➥ tags: MDNI. smut and suggestiveness all the way through, this is filth and nothing else. if you have opinions on this, my ask box is open!!!

➥ warning: the title explains what this is about!!! the word pervert is also used a few times, so be on the look out!!! reader is gn save for a brief mention in seungkwan's.

➥ choi seungcheol

he is, but not in the secretive way. he doesn't see the appeal in doing it where and when you can't witness it. seungcheol would work your underwear down your legs, his lips twisted into a smirk. then he'd lift them up to his nose, while making eye contact with you, and inhale. he'd say something dirty about it too, about how pretty you smell, about how delicious and mouth-watering you are, about how he can't wait to soak his dick in your cunt.

➥ yoon jeonghan

he's not. jeonghan wouldn't, but when you mistakenly think he is, think you caught him doing it when he was just inspecting a tear in your underwear or some other form of wear, he'd get mischievous about it. his eyes would get that twinkle to them and he'd drop your underwear. he'd call you a pervert, say you have a filthy mind and need to be punished for it.

➥ hong joshua

he's not, either. it doesn't even ever occur to joshua to do it. when another member would mention underwear sniffing, or he'd see something about it online, he would stop what he's doing and furrow his brow, trying to make sense of it. joshua wouldn't understand, but he'd maybe try smelling your dirty underwear once. he wouldn't find the appeal in it, and then would go off in search of you -- why smell your dirty clothes when he could put his face in your cunt and smell it from the source?

➥ wen junhui

yes. jun is absolutely filthy. he doesn't mind getting dirty, doesn't mind giving in to his perverted impulses. when he's needy and you're not around the dirty laundry mile is the first thing he goes to, searching through the mound for a pair of your underwear. if you aren't living together then fully expect your underwear to go missing during the nights the two of you spend together. he'd slip them into his cosmetics bag, trying to preserve the smell for later. when you are over at his apartment and need an emergency pair of underwear, he'll absentmindedly go to his drawer and pull a clean pair of your panties out. then he'll, inevitably, have to explain himself.

➥ kwon soonyoung

yes. in soonyoung's mind, it's like a power-up, the appetizer before the feast. he'll press his face into your panties after taking them off of you before sex. during get-togethers he'll pull you into a bedroom or bathroom just long enough for him to wedge between your thighs and press his face into your cunt, brushing his nose against your panties and inhaling. soonyoung will even, horribly, pack your dirty underwear for tours. he'll have you wear a pair for a full day and night, coating it in your fragrance, and then zip it up in an air-tight bag to sneak into his suitcase.

➥ jeon wonwoo

he'll pretend he isn't, but he totally is. wonwoo tries his best to not seem perverted or dirty to you, but he totally is a closet pervert. he'll only do it when you're not in the apartment. wonwoo will try it once after mingyu mentions how amazing it is, hesitantly lifting your dirty underwear from the pile and sniffing. from that moment on, it's a guilty pleasure. he'll wait until you've been gone for ten minutes and then he's abandoning his game to run to the bedroom, pulling out your dirty underwear from the pile and burying his face into it.

➥ lee jihoon

if anyone ever accused lee jihoon of being a pervert, he'd punch them in the gut. he isn't. and for the most part, he truly isn't. he looks away when you ask him to, he never steps out of line. but then, once you two have moved in together, there's a mishap. you have to borrow his gym bag and unknowingly left your panties in there after exercising, taking out the rest of your dirty, sweaty clothes. he'll see it after a hard hour of working out, and at first he'll ignore it. but then jihoon will start thinking about it. jihoon will think and think about your dirty panties, and then he's bringing it up to his face and inhaling. he won't jerk off right then and there though; instead he'll hurry home, determined to bury his face between your thighs.

➥ lee seokmin

sorry :( seokmin isn't into it. like with josh, it never even occurs to him to smell your panties. he could live all his life without even thinking about it. but then someone will mention it, and his curiosity will run rampant. he'll be so curious about it, start thinking about if your panties will smell different than your cunt, if it'll really make him as hard as the others say it gets him. seokmin will be frowning all day, thinking about it, until you approach him and ask him about what's the matter. he'll sputter and turn red, but eventually will spill. you'll grab a pair of your underwear and let him smell, but in the end he'll just look up at you with puppy eyes and ask for your cunt instead.

➥ kim mingyu

like soonyoung and jun, gyu gets freaky about it. he's dirty-minded. he'll be doing your laundry like a good boyfriend, will be separating them to make sure he's not washing towels with underwear because that's disgusting in his mind. then his fingers will brush over your underwear from last night, still damp, and then he'll be shoving his nose into it. he'll go out of his way to tell you that he'll do your laundry, just so he can smell your underwear. he won't ask to take a pair on tour with him like soonyoung will, and instead just take. it's his reward, he'll think, for doing your laundry all the time.

➥ xu minghao

nope. minghao is reasonably kinky, in his eyes, but he's not crazy about dirtiness. he'll get his face and dick soaked by your cunt any day of the week, no questions asked. but minghao likes to be clean otherwise. he'll take great care to clean you after sex, to make sure you're comfy. a clean space and body are, after all, the first step to a clean and healthy mind. when one of others mention it he'll get extremely judgemental, will tell them off. it's healthy to have drainage, and he'll never judge you for it, but minghao just doesn't see the appeal in smelling it off your dirty (ew!!), sweaty (ew!!!) underwear.

➥ boo seungkwan

no! boo seungkwan drinks his respecting women juice regularly, fuck you. he couldn't imagine doing something so perverted behind your back. he just wouldn't want to. seungkwan would frown over it and pout all day after one of the members bring it up, and you'll have to ask him what's the matter. you'd offer to him try it, but he'd roll his eyes at you and tell you off. unlike other men, you see, boo seungkwan isn't a pervert. that's what he'd say, anyways, and then within ten minutes he'll be pushing you back on the kitchen island so he can press his face into your cunt and smell you.

➥ chwe vernon

hansol is a closet pervert, but not in the way wonwoo is. he doesn't even think what he's doing is perverted -- if he wants to smell your panties, then he wants to smell your panties. it's just an urge, and you don't get hurt, so it's not a big deal! he'll do it absentmindedly every time he sees your panties in the laundry, lifting them up and breathing in your scent. then he'll throw them back and be on his way. when you catch hansol doing it he won't be embarrassed. he'll just shrug and lift a brow, saying that he likes how you smell and isn't ashamed of it. in the end you'll be more embarrassed for confronting him and have him between your legs to make up for your embarrassment.

➥ lee chan

it might not occur to chan as something to do. you'll joke about it when he's gathering your laundry, saying something like "now if you go stealing my underwear to sniff it you better buy me replacements." he'll frown, forehead wrinkling. he'll stare at your underwear for a moment, and it's not until you prompt him to do it does chan finally smell your dirty panties. he'll ask again if you're sure, and you'll have to tell him you don't mind, that it's sort of flattering in a perverted way, and then that part of him that's eager to please and be praised will be switched on. and then that boy will be smelling your panties whenever he wants, using it as foreplay, talking about how savory you smell, about how your cunt always smells so delicious.

[onyourhyuck]

Crimson Lace Part Two.| Mark Lee (M)

Prologue: “I don’t like him around you.” + “You can’t tell me who to not hang around with. And secondly it sounds like you’re jealous.”

Summery: After you slept with Minhyun that night, Mark starts noticing the distance between you and him as you get closer to Minhyun. He grows jealous and becomes angry when you tell him the truth, making him confess sinful things you didn’t know about.

The Warnings: Love Triangle. Mark Lee Twin Tropes. Mark looks like he’s a complete loser in bed but he turns out to be amazing trope >>>. Fem Reader. Jealous and angry! Mark. Twin rivalry. Degrading. Extreme Mean Mark. Edging (so much edging) ice play (ice cubes mentioned a lot) fingering and eating out (Female receiving) begging, Mark has a massive darcyphillia kink. Everythings consensual. Cum play. Thigh riding. Public setting (they’re doing it in university class closet) Nipple play.

The Taglist: @yesohhsehun @chardonnayyyy @dearj43 @jwicore @nuttie-nv-blog @nctzcrime

Cover Credit: @dearj43 tysm<3

THE NOTE: sorry this took so long man. I was very busy. However part 2 is out now <3 enjoy

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It’s been two weeks since that night you’ve slept with Minhyun and let’s just say you’ve probably done it almost everywhere on campus but the dorms. You tried your best to control it. Try to make things go back to normal with the boy but all it took was one touch from him and things lead to a kiss and another more, it baffled you; with how much Minhyun had this control of you.

He knew how to tick the right boxes physically, sure, but mentally you were somewhere else. You were deeply thinking about Mark, his twin brother, wondering what he would think of you for fucking his brother behind his back.

You’re both scared to confess but you want to confess the truth to him. Unlike Minhyun who shown zero care if he’s railing his brothers crush, you were actually more disheartening about the situation more than anyone right now. You thought if this happened to you you’d be raging with fire in your eyes and demanding revenge. Though, you’re unsure how Mark will react. Mark is mostly a very patient guy. Only a few can tug his patience and test the waters, he’s respectful, friendly and never— and I tell you never gets angry. It’s like he’s perfect. A totally chill, laidback and nice guy.

But today it felt quite the opposite in your class. Writing away on your lined paper the front work essay to do in class, every student in the lecture room was doing the same thing. Trying their best to analysis their view point and perception of Oscar Wilde. You weren’t the biggest fan of Wilde but you do have to admit he does have classical literature. Something you could never forget no matter what. Your cheeks become hollow as you suck in your final breathe before pressing the pen down on the table, finishing the last structural paragraph needed to be done. Your conclusion was the best if you’d have to say so yourself.

Mark caught up with you leaving the class. You’re outside walking up the pathway to the girl dormitory. Something you recently signed up for and moved into. You don’t have a roommate yet, but that’s okay. Honestly you prefer the large dormitory to yourself. As Mark suddenly cuts off your pathway, with an expression you dearly avoided for so long till it finally contacts you.

“Y/n we need to talk.” Mark huffs, out of air.

You look up at the man with a raised eyebrow. “Mark I’m really busy with—“

“Fucking my brother?” He suddenly cuts your sentence off leaving your chest to rise, going tighter and tighter leaving little to no oxygen surpassing through your protected lungs. You felt your world stop and crash instantly like a car has ran into you in the five dimensional realm. You weren’t sure how he came up with that idea, but you knew he was correct. You were cornered by him. Questioned by Mark’s suspicion. For whatever evidence he has. You told yourself to come clean, telling yourself now’s the chance to fully address the issues you’ve done. The bad sins you’ve done behind Mark’s knowledge.

Your voice came out like a murmur. “I’m sorry Mark, I was planning to tell you.” Mark heard you say, though all he could look at was the images of you naked, possibly aroused and more, god, how badly he wished it was him who did those things to you. Minhyun took the pleasure of telling him every fucking detail; the way your moans were so disconnected because you cannot speak while fingered by him deep inside your cunt. He described the way your hair gets messy in the cutest way possible. Minhyun didn’t spare Mark the heinously bragging, what fun was that if he did not? He wants to see Mark rage. He wants to see Mark explode with infuriating frustration that he lost you. His dreams and feelings flat out rejected even though he didn’t confess to you.

All the boy could do was lean back and grab forward your wrist with those boba-like eyes, resembling a round onyx seed. A hint of honey brown flicks in those eyes when bright light slants on the wide iris’ it always makes you so mesmerised. It was only simple brown eyes but the way he looks at you through them, the way you see yourself through his eyes makes your tamed heart skipper quicker than anything in this world. Which heartbeat got faster and faster the more he pressed your wrist in his palm in a harshly given gripping hold, he did not spare you the weakness nor mercy. His voice taunts your skin like a shadowed mercenary ready to kill you while you’re unaware.

“A sorry cannot cut out for the way Minhyun purposely tortured me with the details of your beautiful, romantic night, Y/n.”

He sorely refused your apology leaving you to stand there in middle of nowhere outside the all girl’s dormitory awkwardly as the space minute by minute closes like a maze.

“I don’t like him around you.” Mark trailing with a softer growl containing jealousy that you won’t ever prescribe . It felt more than a normal amount of Jealousy.

It was envy. It was the need to be superior than the other. It was the over-loading amount of covetousness that the boy has for you, it felt like an addiction. You were his wrong addiction with no rehabilitation enough to provide Mark to save himself from your magnetic field.

Mark dislikes the way Minhyun claims he has you wrapped round his fingers yet he doesn’t know the way you have Mark chained to you spiritually. The way your bodies speak in such a hidden language from your conscious mind, gently paving your way, as your eyes tremble to the hold.

Your lips fell from this blank thin line to a sudden choke scoffing softly out your beautiful heart shape mouth, your minds were repeatedly thinking that. “You can’t tell me who to not hang around with.”

You pause staring blankly at him.

“And secondly it sounds like you’re jealous.” You strike at him with your indifferent tone. Mark was indeed bothered by the fact that you and Minhyun have gotten closer, have ended up with a physical relationship. He was jealous and he didn’t dare hide it in his voice or bodily language.

“I’m not fucking jealous I’m more than that.” The grip on your wrist tightens as he pulls your bodies inside the dormitory. “I’m wishing it was me with you that night doing those dirty things, Y/n. Call me jealous all you want but I had my eyes on you first. Minhyun could careless about you.” He adds snarking. “Don’t whore for him who can’t even memorise your Starbucks-go-to order and your favourite movie of all times.”

It’s the way he knows your future moves and the next step seeps to be inebriated, you were left alone staring at Mark deeply who’s chest risen up aloof. Your tongue was bitten down against your teeth harshly as you chew on your words, mentally planning your next dialogue. Just about when you open your mouth, “Mark this is ridiculous-” Mark cuts in right again, leaving you down and flat with your dimmed voice.

“Shut the fuck up.” Mark brushes as the palms creep on your face with their cold temperatures solitudes your warm heated face growing warmer by the way his lips crash on to yours giving them the quickest peck, before fully interrogating your mouth as his own home. His tongue slips in with a barge and a venom to strike. Teeth brush against your soft skin layering your lips to picker and become swollen. Your breathe was harsh and a gasp escaped you. Mark wasn’t trying to be gentle. In fact he was simply rough round the edges, like he had enough of you and your stupidity, that he will finally explode and show you just how much he wants you, how much he loves and wishes to be with you and only you. It’s nothing Minhyun could ever compare to, as your emotions were in the way, but Mark was so much physically intending to use you now.

“Mark- Mark please, slow down, we can’t be doing this…”

He was whispering such degrading terms you weren’t sure how to process. It started off with telling you to be quiet, in which you didn’t oblige to. Your voice came off with multi-stuttering in between the kiss. His fingertips gracefully graze down your jawline and reaching your neck where he grabs you firmly on it before pushing you inside the girl dormitory building. He lead you against a wall pushing you down on it. His voice darkens line an abyss wanting to suck you in and trap you there for eternity and more. “Don’t say anything. Let me indulge a little more before you leave.” He achingly told you, as if it hurt to say. Your reddish swollen lips turned red and you couldn’t believe but feel the way his drunk sad eyes longing on you,

You whisper softly. “I’m not going anywhere.” As Mark leans closer adjusting himself to close the gap between your chest and his. “Don’t get my hopes up.” Mark warns leaning down capturing a passionate and helpless kiss to you, but this time you’ve returned it with just as much eagerness he couldn’t compete with.

He knew you were never going to choose him. He knows Minhyun has stolen your heart and made it his own home before he could, and he only has himself to blame for losing you to his own twin brother. He was late. He was slow and too scared for ruining your friendship between you, Mark often stays up late at night thinking to himself that he should’ve made the first move. He should’ve confessed. He shouldn’t be a coward but he did become one at the end of the day. The moment Minhyun slept with you, he lost a part of himself. He lost all self-control.

You want to tell him you won’t ever leave him. That Minhyun and you sleeping was a simple mistake that you enjoyed and wish to keep on the low, that you’re not interested in dating his brother — you wish to tell him this but all you could focus solely on was the way he was kissing you as if it was his last dying wish. You weren’t sure how far it was going to go, but you felt yourself lose control and all together you grip on his neck finally adjusting to it all. You want Mark.

You came to a conclusion that you want Mark now. Your voice came off as a surprise, if anything, it came off as a dropped off bomb combusting a large sparking ember in his heartbroken heart. “Let’s take it to my dorm…” you said with no shame.

With a nod you were leading Mark inside your dorms welcoming the man in with your bodies aching desperately for each other. The door slams shut and Mark had all his strength pinning you down on your bed gasping in the rough kiss marking your swollen mouth. He was gaping at your body, squeezing his fingers on your clothes and under the fabric crewing on your empty skin practically screaming for him to dirty it, to use you, each time it reminds him of the way you look right now telling that this might be the first and very much the last time he shall ever have the chance of sleeping with you. He must savour the opportunity. Seize the opportunity of all opportunities. And he did.

He did do exactly that when the way he stripped you naked before he shown all his skin in front of you. Your breasts were kneading round like they were his personal items, shifting in your bodies flat on your belly. As his lips press on your shoulder and back. He squeezed at your hips, hoarsely whispering to you; “Lift your hips up for me darling.” It gnaws at your subconscious to hear this man, the man who’s always been your friend, respectful and kind to you was completely out of the picture now that he’s treating you with so much rough and rawly strengths, it purged you with sinful thoughts because it turns you to see him so… berserk. Your lower body arches to his demands and Mark reaches to squeeze your ass before spanking it.

Your voice comes through the pillows that Mark purposely buried your face in. You couldn’t see what he’s looking at but you felt his stare on you everywhere. “Good girl. Always so obedient for me aren’t you? Such a good girl.” He knows how to get you riled up with words. He doesn’t even need to touch you to get you going. The clothes on your body did not last a second on you it was a whole new situation with Mark it even surprised you how well he was good at undressing you from head to toe. The lower clothing came off like it was a slipper from your feet. His fingers weren’t the only thing good at taking clothes off. They were starting to please you down below occasionally slipping out your underwear to the side so his fingers can slide deep inside your wet cunt which was soaking for him.

Mark was pleasantly surprised by how wet you were and his thoughts tread on to his twin brother wondering if he was going through back getting you more wet than this. If this was how soaking you are for him than you must be a waterfall when this continues. He is determined to be better than his brother. Better for you and better for himself. If he lives down as the worse brother in bed he would rather have hell take him back and never come out. As your cunt slowly sinks breathing in his fingers he starts to finger you with a medium length pace causing every wall in you to tighten and loosen just round his shape of the fingers going in and out. The second finger slips in and Mark can hear you moan out more at this rate it was only furling him to continue and add the third finger; your voice becomes slightly louder when your hand covers your mouth to shut it down. He smirks seeing you become so self aware of how you sound so pretty and helpless like a little lamb in the open.

Your body shivers when the ice cube melts on your stomach as he kept pressing on it on the skin. Your lips pull away from his as he looks down at you darkly. “Is it cold?” He slants at you and you could only dumbly nod. Mark smirks. “Good, that’s the point.” His voice lingers as he lifts his hand with an ice cube pushing it to your lips.

You look up at the ice cube and then at him again. “Suck on it.” He orders from you and you couldn’t resist leaning into the cube sucking on it letting it melt on your tongue. He would watch fascinated by the heavenly sight.

Mark stares into you so deep in your eyes refusing to break the minimal eye contact even though he is fingering you so hard to the point your thighs are shaking and hugging side to side with how much he was ramming in you he never once broke away. You couldn’t help but moan as you watch him. He didn’t make you look away at all and if you did he would punish you with a spank to the thighs or to your ass it was unbelievably hot however it made you feel things you did not before. Mark whispers seeing you come close. “That’s right baby keep those eyes on me and come on my fingers Hm? I can feel you throbbing so much around my fingers.” He’d tell you describing every little detail about how your body was round him and you couldn’t believe how arousing it was. You ache jolting a little as you push against his fingers. Mark stops moving them as he saw the juice spewing out and at awe taking them out of you.

He’d lick the remaining juice out of you on his fingers clean off not leaving anything behind. He was staring at you as he did so and you relax there stunned by how he could look so good doing something so dirty? You couldn’t even figure out an answer. It was just a Mark Lee thing. But this wasn’t the end. Mark did not get enough of you and he pushed you down to the side to make you lay down where he forcefully re opens your legs splitting them apart like they were a piece of candy and as he did so his mouth comes to attack you with his tongue on your soaking cunt. He was eating you out and the juices on his tongue tasting so good. It was better than his imagination. It couldn’t compare to his lewdness thoughts. The real deal was the best part.

You weren’t sure how to deal with all this pleasure you couldn’t simple handle all of this but knowing it’s Mark you couldn’t bring the urge to push him away. The pleasure was just something you were hunting down all the time. In disbelief as how fast he was eating you out like he was going through a whole decade of starvation it made you also screaming into your hand. Mark wanted people to hear you however. He wanted you to get caught. He loved the idea of Minhyun coming round and walking in on you with him on your bed knowing it isn’t him. Knowing it’s not his brother. Knowing he got a taste of you it will surely piss his brother off too to see you look so beautiful with him in this rightful moment.

“I… I can’t take it anymore Mark— please— please please can i come?” Your voice was as clueless as a little wren walking around the lonely road. Mark looks up from your wet cunt covering in the saliva and your lubricant ghostly smirking above your clit. Mark’s mouth softly perks up kissing your clit and kissing down again. You shiver at his silent response.

He was taunting you slowly. “Hmm…you can take some more y/n. I know you can. If you can take my brother all night why can’t you take me Hm?” His head tilts so condescendingly at you and your eyes clench tight watering at the pleasure ending just to start again to edge her body into nonexistence. His mind wonders of to you laying down Mark suddenly shifts on the bed seeing how you were pleading for a release. How about he gives you one?

Mark sits on the edge and you look up seeing him pull away suddenly and act as if nothing has happened. He motions you with his finger pointing you up and you sit up slowly coming forward to him. His hand pats his thigh as his dark gaze shines straight at you. “Do you want to cum, Y/n?” His voice strikes you down but you nod in response. Mark hums trailing. “Then ride my thigh and make yourself cum on it.” Mark was making you do the work if you want it so badly.

You felt your skin shiver as you tried to wobble over to his thug pushing your wet pussy on the fabric on his clothes. He was barely dressed but the dry fabric pressing to your womanhood was enough to make you squelch and slowly thrusting your thighs on the area made you want to squeeze Mark’s shoulders down in a heavy way. Mark watches you struggle and he loves the view he was getting just seeing how much you were working for the release. The way your thighs and cunt were grinding on his leg was enough to make him aroused at the sight. You were whimpering all sorts of noises out of your mouth. It made his ears only long for more and more.

He laughs watching you shake already and you only just started riding his thigh. He wraps his hands round your hips pushing it further down to his thigh making you squirm and groan at the sensation of you harshly climaxing on his thigh now bursting out a long streak of water and tears going down your cheeks. “Atta’ girl. Look at you finishing on my thigh so quickly… and you crying…” He carries on darkly chuckling. He was laughing at you, but in such a twisted way you couldn’t help wonder where did the Mark you know was? “You’re such a pretty crier. How about you cry for me some more as i fuck the absolute shit out of you.”

And you did. You were bawling with each thrust in that his thick and wide cock buried deep in you as his body was quenching you underneath hardening and moulding your body into his own temple was just as amazing as the pleasure his cock provided to your womb, ramming and splattering in you widening your spine and back letting your body fall and break into pieces just so he could fix you up and move you like he wants you. He had you in so many different positions in just a few minutes he has you squirming begging for more and more and more; Mark can only give so much and he did give you his all where he had you screaming his name.

Chanting his name more like as if it were a mantra. Mark could only wish he can have this on repeat and recorded forever on. You sigh forward with your soft moans humming about into the bedsheets as Mark had you lift your hips up to go on all fours . Your head was buried deep on the bedsheets and pillows where you can barely breathe but the overwhelming pleasure has you slipping out. “P-Please fill me up Mark. I beg you. I bet you Mark.” You we’re pleading so nicely it was almost tempting. Mark smirks pulling your head up by grabbing handful of your hair lifting you this way so he can whisper into your ears.

One hand was roaming your stomach that you were arching in the all four position. “Yeah you want to be filled? You want me to put a baby inside you? Want me to show everyone how much of a whore you are?” You whimper closing your eyes shut as tears come out. He smirks watching them slip out. “That’s right cry some more. It will make me finish quicker.” He growls throwing your head back on the pillows ramming deep in you leaving your womb feeling a warm stretching sensation.

It continues until a liquid was speedily put inside you at a sudden rate leaving you stunned at how good it felt to have Mark finish deep within you letting a string of his come stay in you as he did for a while. He pants heavily as his hands press down on your back. He helps you turn around where he grabs your neck gently but kissing you so roughly speaking against your swollen lips. “Guess who was hearing us behind the door all this time…?”

You couldn’t believe your ears at first until Mark stares straight ahead of you and your eyes widen at the sight. Mark pulls the phone outta the pocket of his jeans scattering on the floor where you stare at the contact name ‘Lee Minhyun’ on the screen phone. Your gaze turns back to the door seeing a shadow outside the dorm door.

“You… called him over on your phone…”

Mark smirks back at you. “That’s right. This will show him who you truly love and belong to.”

He turns around pointing at the crimson lace that you wore before. “Oh by the way… you should wear this Crimson Lace more often. It suits you.”

NCT SMUT FICS.

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[cosmicpancakes]

Hi! So I saw your post about wanting to talk about Will Solace (me too queen, me too) so what are your headcanons? Or funny little tidbits about him and his friends? Love your blog!

OF COURSE THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK!!! to hear that someone genuinely loves my blog is so surreal cause like??? You like my blog?? Where I literally just say what's on my mind and ramble???

(P.S. TO ANYONE SEEING THIS!! IF YOU WANT HEADCANONS FOR OTHER CHARACTERS JUST SHOOT ME AN ASK!!!! I WILL HAPPILY ANSWER THEM ALL :DD)

Okay without further ado, here they are!!!

My Will Solace headcanons! ☀️

He has curly hair! Think somewhere between 2c and 3a

Speaking about hair, his hair is naturally brown and he dyes it blonde

ANOTHER HAIR ONE but he has a very extensive hair care routine! You'd think he would have very damaged hair because of all the bleaching, but that shit is SOFT

Only uses feminine floral perfume cause it smells better (hes right. it does.)

Despite insisting on healthy eating, he survives off of random snacks and red bulls

Loves indie pop and jazz music but does listen to a lot a country as it reminds him of his mother

Hopeless romantic. He will cry to laufey.

90% of his closet is made up of incredibly cheesy dad joke t-shirts.

Wears lots and lots of bracelets! All very mismatched in terms of colour and texture, but it adds to the charm (or so he says)

His hair is just long enough to put in a very short ponytail when he works (but a few loose curls always slip out)

He sticks out his tongue when he's concentrating on something

Clarrisse practically adopted him as her honorary little brother and he went to her highschool graduation!! (she totally did not cry when she saw him. nope. not at all.)

everyone at camp owes him atleast 5 favours except lou ellen because she somehow never gets injured??? Cecil on the other hand, owes him about 13 favours.

Friday is the apollo cabin's game night, and he NEVER wins (kayla swears austin is cheating, but hes just really good at monopoly.)

the cabin is always spotless because he despises stable duty

(This one is canon but not talked about enough) when he said he's horrible at every apollo thing except healing, he was not exaggerating. an absolutely horrid singer and he would miss a target 3 metres away.

okay that was a lie because he can manipulate light.... to a certain extent. he's working on it he swears!!

One of those people that are incredibly insistant about wearing sunscreen even tho he doesn't need it himself

And now for some angsty ones because I know you all love them:

A very obvious one, but he has pretty bad PTSD.

I'm pretty sure this one is canon, but he saw Lee die in botl (i have had a oneshot idea about thia for months, but i literally never finish oneshots so theres no point in trying to write it ☹️)

A lot of people thought him and Lee were biological siblings because they looked so similar and also because they were super close

him and Micheal were also really close, but they were a lot more distant after Lee died and they never really got to reconnect

Post botl, the apollo cabin had about 17 kids. 3 survived the battle of manhattan.

has a really bad habit of overworking to distract himself

Way too many scars for a medic. (He won't admit where he got them from, or why most of them are on him arms.)

Okay, that's all for today!! I hope you enjoyed those headcanons :)

Once again saying this but if anyone reading this wants some headcanons for other characters please please leave me an ask 🙏 love you all okay bye bye

[lopsicle]

The Weakness Of Being Known

TickleTober Day 2: Accident:

Summary: Toristuka calls a meeting with the other PsyKids about precautions. Touma accidentally reveals a secret about Saiki. Hjinks ensue.

Character: Lee Saiki, Ler Toristuka, Ler Aiura. Akechi is also just there.

Friday fifth period was meant to be relaxing. It was the last day of the week before the weekend, where Saiki’s life could finally get a little more peaceful without the bothersome pests that lingered around him whenever he was at school. Given that it was his free period, he thought that he might be able to spend it studying in the library, waiting for the seconds to tick by while going unnoticed.

Of course, he was stupid for ever wanting things and was immediately punished neigh a few minutes after he sat down. Out of the thousands of thousands of thought spewing through his mind through his telepathy, one stuck out, for being one of the most annoying voices he could hear.

‘Saiki!’ Revealing his powers to Toristuka was a total mistake, he seemed to believe Saiki’s head was a personal message board for him to scream into the void too, as he had apparently forgotten that phones exist.

‘I have a huge emergency, I need you to meet me and other PsyKids in the janitor’s closet on the second floor! I already messaged Aiura and Touma!’

Oh, so he *did* know how to use a phone, he’s just being aggravating. Well, whatever this so called emergence was, Toristuka was doing an annoyingly good job not thinking about it, meaning Saiki had no clue what he was getting into with this. Being wedged in a closet with the only three people who knew his secret, not to mention how bothersome they were on top of that, was the absolute last way he wanted to be spending his final hour in school.

Saiki sighed. He got up and began walking to the second floor.

He knew he had no choice in the matter, if there really was some huge threat, he and Aiura should be able to deal with it quickly, and then he can leave. Plus, it was oddly nice seeing Akechi again after so many years and Aiura had given up on her obviously doomed romance attempts with him, making her not unbearable to be around.

He had nothing nice to say about Toristuka though.

Saiki casually pulled open the supply closet, revealing a rather spacious room with concrete grey walls, lined with tar black shelves stocked to the brim with bleach, spray bottles, wipes and the such, with a mop limit hanging in the corner. Standing in the centre of the room was Aiura, well rather she was sitting on one of the lower shelves, with Toristuka and Akechi in front of her, the latter of which was rambling on to poor Toristuka.

‘But, given that he’d want to come here under absolute discretion as to not reveal his powers, it’s unlikely he would teleport and even if he did, he’d need to find a safe locati-‘

‘Hey, Brainiac, Saiki’s here!’ Aiura interrupted him, saving Toristuka, who seemed thoroughly disinterested from his rambling.

‘Oh, Saiki, I was just talking about you, see-‘

A monotone voice cutting through their heads quickly cut Akechi off once more as Saiki closed the door behind him, his expression somehow even more displeased than usual now that he was actually here.

‘I gathered. Toristuka, why are we here?’ Saiki got straight to the point, to which the other two also turned to Toristuka. It seemed like he kept all three of them in the dark about this. This was either gravely dangerous, or it was going to get gravely dangerous for Toristuka for wasting their time.

‘You see, I’ve been thinking about all of us and how we’re basically superheroes now!’

‘We’re not,’ Saiki dejected, though that didn’t seem to stop Toristuka, unfortunately.

‘But, what if we’re *not* always superheroes? What if one of us turns evil one day and the rest of us have to stop them? That’s why I called you here, we need to figure out the weaknesses of everyone here as a fail safe!’

Silence filled the room for a few moments, making Toristuka feel even more awkward about this idea now that he was pitching it. It sounded good in hindsight but saying all that out loud made it sound even more unrealistic.

‘Toristuka,’ Saiki began, his voice dripping with agitated, ‘your aware that I could, and am going to, kill you right here and now.’

Toristuka yelped and jumped behind Akechi, grabbing onto the boy’s shoulders and shaking them nervously.

‘See, he’s already turning evil!’ Akechi nervously chuckled, seeming slightly amused as he placed a hand on Toristuka’s shoulder to comfort him.

‘Honestly I’m with Saiki on this one, where’d you even get this idea from?’ Aiura asked, rightly assuming that Toristuka couldn’t think of any ideas on his own, even stupid ones like this.

‘I saw it in a comic book!’ He exclaimed, much to everyone’s displeasure; he really was interrupting all of them just to live out this superhero fantasy.

‘While it’s not a bad idea in theory, in practice, there’d be little use for it. If any of us three besides Saiki ‘turned evil’, then Saiki would be able to deal with any of us, maybe even all three, with our only advantage being that we could reveal his psychic powers, though he certainly has ways around this.’

Toristuka seemed dejected, of course Saiki already had precautionary plans set up, though he wasn’t fully done yet.

‘Well, what if it’s Saiki who decides he’s sick of all of us and tries to off everyone?!’ He exclaimed, at such a volume that you could almost believe this was an actual concern of his.

‘Really,’ Saiki thought to himself, ‘you think I’d do straight to murder?’

Though it did seem to get the three of them thinking, for whatever reason. They really would be helpless against Saiki, suddenly Toristuka’s worries seemed a little more validated. Of course, they all trusted Saiki, even if he could be cold and cynical and seem like he didn’t care about anyone else, they all caught onto the fact that his behaviour came from a point of caring too much.

‘Well, if he does end up going all screwy, I’d be able to foresee it, so we’re a-okay!’ Aiura offered, striking a pose though it didn’t seem to satisfy Toristuka.

‘Right, because your fortunes about Saiki are always sooooo correct, aren’t they?’ Toristuka shot back, earning a glare from the fortune teller.

‘Oh yeah?! Have you got any useful ideas on how to take down the strongest person in the whole world?!’ Toristuka got shy at that, stammering as any idea he came up with would quickly be shut down, either by himself or Saiki interjecting his thoughts into his mind, that alone being a remainder of how strong he was.

‘Uh-hm, oh, Akechi, you’ve known Saiki the longest! Do you know if he’d have any weaknesses?’ Toristuka turned his attention to Akechi, the others following suit. Aiura was a little curious though Saiki was apprehensive, he doubted that Akechi would know any of Saiki’s weaknesses, mainly because Saiki didn’t even know if he had any specific shortcomings. But this was Akechi, one of the few people who managed to elude Saiki’s telepathy, likely one of the smartest people Saiki knew. If anybody was going to know this, it would be him.

Or Kusuke, but none of these four would ever willingly speak with him.

‘A weakness of Saiki’s, what an interesting question. While I don’t know of any ‘kryptonite’ so to speak that could nullify all of Saiki’s powers, at least not one that he’d put on willingly, it would be difficult o counter him as even if you manage to counter one ability, he has a plethora of other powers. Additionally, other than a select few, Saiki would be able to read the minds of whoever made a plan against him, meaning he’d be able to counter it. I’ve only managed to outsmart Saiki once and he turned me to stone straight afterwards, therefore I doubt we’d be able to beat him at all. If we can’t defeat his superhuman side, maybe his human side is the solution then! He has a fear of bugs but that isn’t particularly practical in winning a fight, he clearly loves his family, though I wouldn’t never dream of harming them, that would make us evil and his mother is lovely! I don’t remember any instances of weakness from our time back at elementary school, honestly he was probably much stronger then because he wasn’t showing any constraint, come to think of it, it probably wasn’t a coincidence that a window randomly shattered when I tickled him that one time, that was likely a subconscious response, or maybe even a conscious one in an attempt to dis-,’

Finally, Aiura cut him off once more, waving her hand dismissively, yet with interest.

‘Hold on, hold on, slow down, did you just say Saiki is ticklish?’ She asked, a hint of disbelief in her voice. Honestly, she couldn’t even imagine Saiki smiling, or experiencing tough, he always presented himself as being above that. Saiki’s expression shifted from a neutral one to mild displeasure, hoping that no one caught onto that little fact Akechi let slip.

‘Good grief,’ he thought, ‘he really can’t keep a secret.’

Saiki was pulled out of his mind by Akechi rambling to Aiura once more, finally having piqued her interest.

‘No, I said that I tickled him though I suppose the true meaning of your question would be ‘Is Saiki ticklish’ in which case, yes, yes he would be. At least he was, he probably could’ve written it out of his genetic code or mind controlled himself into not feeling the sensation, though I doubt he would, given that most if not all people are ticklish, writing a natural reaction like that out of himself would simply make him standard out more, and shatter some semblance of normalcy that he had left.’ Akechi surprisingly shut himself up, able to recognise that both Aiura and Toristuka were clinging on to this information. So was Saiki, though he was more so hoping to take this with him to the grave.

‘Well, there’s only one way to find out if he did that or not!’ Aiura announced, suddenly shifting her attention to Saiki, a playful smile curling across her lips. Saiki wasn’t exactly sure why he took a step back once the other two approached him, shooting a vengeful, annoyed glance at Akechi, who lingered in the back.

‘You could just ask me, or I’ll just tell you. Akechi’s deduction was sound, I am ticklish.’ The word felt awkward for Saiki to even broadcast telepathically, like a record player trying to play a vinyl that hadn’t been used in years.

‘There’s no fun in that! And we need to know if this is going to be effective at stopping you if you go all murder-y!’ Toristuka added, as if he had actually pointed something out. Saiki felt his back collide with the wall, had he really moved away from that much? They were still approaching him, a sort of teasy friendliness in their mannerisms which was unknown to Saiki, the feeling that they had control in a situation for once.

How mortifying. He really should just teleport out of here, but for whatever reason, one that Akechi was still trying to figure out, he didn’t.

Aiura was the one to make the first move, lunging for Saiki’s side and squeezing against it. She wasn’t sure what she was expecting, but him remaining perfectly still was not it. She tilted her head in confusion, grabbing his other side and squeezing up and down them yet still, nothing.

‘Akechi, your dedication was totes wrong!’ Aiuea huffed though didn’t give up for some reason, poking along Saiki’s waistline in boredom.

‘Ah, but I wasn’t, Miss Mikoto,’ Akechi said, putting his hands together delightfully. ‘It’s hard to see through his glasses but Saiki’s eyes widened ever so slightly at your touch, not to mention he’s been breathing with roughly 12% more force than he normally would.’

‘How did you even notice that?!’ Toristuka screeched at him, before turning his attention back to Saiki, who was moderately impressed with Akechi’s antics. He’s grown accustomed to them.

‘This is hopeless, move Aiura, let me try.’ Toristuka announced, and Aiura obliged, lightly disappointed by Saiki’s lack of reaction.

‘I’m not a toy, you know,’ Saiki thought, his eyes narrowing at Toristuka as he approached. He never expected to ever allow Toristuka to touch him, but if he appeared concerned, then they may catch onto the fact that this is a very real weakness of his.

As long as they don’t find the spot, he’ll be fine.

Toristuka took a hold of Saiki’s left wrist and raised its above his head, immediately scratching at his armpit. When that proved unsuccessful (other than Akechi noticing how his shoulder tensed up slightly), he began spidering his fingers all over Saiki’s underarms, desperately trying to find somewhere that would set him off. Toristuka’s expression grew more and more flabbergasted with each second, he should’ve expected that Saiki was able to keep his composure, but this was insane, even for him.

No one was immune to tickling.

‘Cool it there, perv, I’m not sure Saiki appreciated being manhandled by you,’ Aiura added when Toristuka’s fingers began exploring Saiki even more, his ribs, his waist, even his neck, though it all proved unsuccessful.

‘If Saiki wanted me to stop touching him, he could make me.’ Toristuka shot back, the most intelligent thing he had said all night. He took a firm hold of Saiki’s shoulders and turned him around so that he was facing the wall, seemingly taking this very seriously. Maybe he took his idea being mocked to heart, or maybe he just didn’t want Saiki to be right all the time. Maybe he just wanted a way to annoy Saiki whenever he wanted.

Yeah, definitely that.

Saiki felt strange as Toristuka’s fingers spidered around his back. He wasn’t letting Toristuka do this because he trusted him, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t have some faith in him now. Sure, his ideas and actions were usually terrible and the whole idea of the PsyKids was something Saiki personally didn’t care for, but seeing him be passionate about something that wasn’t perverted was refreshing.

Saiki didn’t have long to linger on his pleasant thoughts though, he thought Toristuka was stopping as he pulled his fingers away but was unpleasantly surprised by the feeling of his dull nails being jabbed right in between his shoulder blades.

‘Ah!’ Saiki squealed in shock, his voice hoarse and cracking from the lack of shock. His reaction was so raw and genuine that it took the other three aback, though Aiura and Toristuka soon found themselves delighted.

‘Ha, I was right! Everyone has a weakness; Saiki’s no different!’ Before Saiki could even react, both Toristuka and Aiura swarmed him, the feeling of Toristuka’s fingertips brushing up against the sensitive space between his shoulders, while Aiura’s manicured nails found themselves tracing against his shoulder blades. Saiki thought a smile, clenching his fists though made no real attempt to get away. His cheeks reddened slightly, which was of course noticed by Akechi.

‘O-M-G, Saiki, this is literally adorable! How come you never told us the big bad psychic had a little tickle spot?’ Aiura’s teasing certainly wasn’t helping that situation. Saiki’s giggles came out of his mouth awkwardly, pausing, stopping and starting again, trapped between hitched and desperate breaths. It was as if he didn’t even know how to laugh.

‘Yohohou’d reahahct lihihke thihis!!’ Saiki answered, unable to hide the smile that came onto his face once Aiura began squeezing his shoulder blades, letting her nails sink into his uniform and wriggle all against the ticklish spot.

‘Yeah, obviously we would! Your always acting so high and mighty, but you can’t stop a little tickling!’ Toristuka smirked, finally feeling like he had the upper hand on Saiki for once, though he clearly didn’t know better.

‘Actually, Saiki very much could stop us if he wanted.’ Akechi chimes in, and continued before the other two had a chance to question him or, more accurately, before Saiki shot him up. ‘The only material that can stop Saiki’s powers is germanium, there’s no reason to believe that tickling would suddenly nullify his psychic abilities, especially because he was using his telepathy earlier. Initially, I assumed it was because of Saiki chose to teleport away or stop us from tickling him, then we would end up become suspicious and persistent on this matter, which would be even more annoying to him.’

Akechi approached Saiki, who didn’t even turn to look at him, finding the wall a safer sight.

But, since we now know that Saiki is definitely ticklish, he should stop us whenever he wants, unless he would want this to continue.’ Akechi concluded his little speech by running his finger right between Saiki’s shoulder blades; he shivered in response and let a few snickers slip from his mouth.

‘Wait, he’s actually enjoying this?!’ Aiura asked, though Saiki must’ve misheard her. She sounded excited by that. But, the broadcast of her thoughts into his mind quickly corrected him, she apparently found this ‘totes adorbs’.

Toristuka didn’t seem to mind either but Saiki didn’t care for his approval.

‘Gohohod griehef!’ Saiki huffed under his breath in annoyance, partly because he never intended on telling his friends classmates about this little secret of his, and partly because it had actually flustered him. It was totally out of character for him to enjoy something like tickling, it was clear that the author was just projecting traits onto him, but he couldn’t help but enjoy the sensations. They felt human, to laugh and squirm and let loose for once; even if he claimed to above other humans due to his abilities, he knew craved to be normal.

Maybe this is exactly what he wanted.

‘Don’t pretend to start hating this now, Saiki!’ Toristuka pulled him from his thoughts; he really was on a roll today, he’d manage to say two whole correct things. That’s more than average. Saiki, for better or worse, couldn’t keep pretending to hate this, to hate their company.

Or he could, because they couldn’t really do anything about it.

‘I-I hahave to get bahahck to clahahass soon.’ Saiki tried to negotiate, feeling his shoulders start to relax a little, allowing Aiura’s nails to flutter against them, pinching against his skin slightly.

‘Do you want us to stop now?’ Aiura asked considerately, her fingers even slowing against Saiki’s shoulder blades. He hated how nice she was by asking that, because it made him feel a little bad about being annoyed at that question. If he said yes, then he’d have to stop getting tickled for now but if he said now, then he’d be admitting he enjoyed this.

Although, Akechi had already figured that out, Aiura and Toristuka didn’t mind in the slightest. The thought of being vulnerable with them seemed near impossible to Saiki, Akechi knew too much about him, he wasn’t entirely convinced Aiura wasn’t still crushing on him and Toristuka…was Toristuka. But regardless of that, they all cared about him, they’d long forgotten of the original intentions of this meeting and were simply indulging one of Saiki’s interests for him.

Like friends would do.

‘Mahahaybe just a fehehehw mohohore minutes..’ he managed to force out in a mumble, doing his best to not react to the excited squealing from behind him.

Saiki was sure that he was only smiling right now because he was being tickled.

And no other reasons.

[pettypartypooper]

! lee know fic recommendation part 2 ¡

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🔆 Opposite Day! ☽

A Security Breach tickle fic, featuring the Daycare Attendant(s) Sun, and Moon! (Both boys get equal amounts of Wrecking or your money back-)

As a result of a crappy visit to parts and services, Sun finds Moon has a new sunny accessory around his faceplate and the daytime counterpart is far from satisfactory. However, when Moon goes to do repairs, those new ray sensors decide to make themselves known, and not in the way that was expected.

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Sun's rays were gone. No joke, the now bald animatronic looked like a McDonald's egg patty. The other day, the Daycare Attendant(s) took a trip to parts and service for a tiny upgrade to their sensory system, and a little adjustment to their mobility settings. Everything seemed spick and span coming back from parts and services the day before- so, how come he isn't now? Oh how he and Moon HATED to go to parts and services... They seemed to do more damage than help.

Sun huffed, hooking the lunar-wire to his back to pull themselves up to their room. Typical matentience staff. He entered the room inward from the balcony, a close up view of trash cluttering the floor, and children's drawings painting the walls. They were going to have to solve this problem on their own, like always. Crawling into the dark depths of Moon's room. The daytime bot shifted control to the naptime animatronic. Moon had fixed them before using other bots, so maybe he could find a way to reactivate his-

Oh. ...

There they were.

His vision froze on the mirror in his half of the storage room, possibly more confused than Sun in the moment. Moon tried moving the rays, much to his shock that he could move each individually, or all together if he wanted to. This was to his brother's annoyance, as the security bot began to play with them by making himself look like a cat, or axolotl, even a pokemon by stretching the top two rays out as far as they could go!

"Well that is... peculiar..." he stated in a nonchalant fashion.

Peculiar? Those were HIS RAYS! This was more than just peculiar, this was DISTURBING!

"Oh don't be so dramatic Sunny... it's not THAT bad~ I think I like this new look."

Moon posed like a geek in the mirror, flaunting his new rays in various positions like a model. He looked absolutely ridiculous! Sun's rays didn't even match him.

Moon chuckled at Sun's party-pooper mindset, deciding to give one last pose in the mirror by imitating Sun's side of their statue.

'Haha... really funny Moon.'

"Hehehah... I'm glad you think so! I think it's hilarious~"

After his obnoxious laughter stopped, Moon decided to focus on the task at hand:

Fixing this.

Moon jingled his way over to a lone, deactivated security bot to pry it open and steal away some lone wires, connectors, sensory chips, even a couple of servos. Taking the new repair supplies with him, Moon kicked open a loose plank among the closet floor to reveal stolen parts and service equipment.

Sun really doesn't like knowing this stolen staff equipment was here, but... this was really their only resolution. Moon has since cut off their hidden security camera from seeing the surplus of tools, otherwise they would have probably visited the shock conditioning chamber again.

"Don't be nervous," the lunar bot soothed, "I'm not going to hurt us. This is a minor fix. First I need to examine how exactly this happened."

Moon's fingers lightly excavated the rays. Even though he could move them, he for some reason couldn't feel them... how odd. Involuntary movement arose from the tiny triangles as he lightly measured the edges of them from bottom to top inbetween his index finger and thumb.

Sun gasped inside of his head at the foreign sensation, doing all he could to try and retract his rays, but they wouldn't budge.

"Is something wrong Sunny? It doesn't hurt, does it?"

Moon wanted to be extra careful with his opposites rays. They were the equivalent to hair with nerve-endings, or a less gross example being the inside of a human ear.

'N-no! It doesn't... just- be-Ee Carefuhul…'

His brother's thumb had feathered over the center of his sunrays... It was terribly ticklish- but, he had to stay quiet. Moon didn't know he was sensitive in THAT way on this area... If he did, he wouldn't hear the end of it.

Moon warily accepted the warbled answer, his finger now venturing to the back of their faceplate. Everything felt in order back there... Dangit! If only he had a mirror.

'Actually-'

Moon froze at the sound of Sun's thoughts overlapping his own.

Surely if Sun had a physical body, he would be fidgeting with his fingers.

'I have a mirror. It's just… hidden.'

Moon cocked his head with confusion at the response.

"Where?"

The two then played a little game of 'hot-cold' until Moon came across a tiny, dirty carpet.

'hot HOT! BURNING!!! AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!'

Moon burst into giggly hiccups, raspy and Disney villain sounding. Their antics truly made his smile grow wider, even on the cloudiest of days. The lunar animatronic lifted the carpet to find a rather gruesome looking hole, wood splintered all around it in the shape of a foot.

'There was a... happy little accident that happened a while back when I was dancing. So much so, I kiiiinda decided to use it to keep things in like you do with that plank!'

Sun, the rule follower, the rule stickler, the anxious little Golden retriever that stuck to his programming... he STOLE things??

... Moon was so proud!

Sun was finally growing a backbone to scavenge!

What mainly decorated the hidden section were supplies intended for childcare purposes... also a purse.

"Seems you're more of a thief than I am!" Moon chuckled, rummaging through the compartment, placing his hands on the handheld mirror inside.

'I wouldn't go that far.. I merely like to have supplies management refuses to give us.'

"Oh, you mean like some parent's purse you stole? They still have their wallet in here!"

'.... I'm done talking now.'

"PFFFT-"

Moon snickered over his friend's grumpy nature, covering the hole back up with the rug and skittering back to the mirror in his room.

He held the mirror behind his faceplate before flipping one specific nerve ending switch ontop of their head.

"There. Our faceplate and your sun rays have the pain receptors turned off... Let's see..."

Moon took the back hatch off of their faceplate to see where the error was.

Aha, the orange and blue wires.

The orange wires intended for sun's rays were plugged into the activation port for his hat hatch... speaking of which- he realized he wasn't WEARING his hat at all... did that mean Sun-?

Nope. Sun didn't have his hat today... He guessed that maybe maintenance didn't properly plug the hat turning system after the upgrades, nor pushed in the stability settings for transitioning. While reaching for the plug, the long ribbon around Moon's wrist SLOWLY feathered across three of Sun's rays. It took him by surprise, so he couldn't stop his reaction.

'OHOHOMY GOODNEHESS-'

The animatronic stopped in his tracks, a bewildered look replacing the neutral one from before. Now that was straaaaange..

'N-No it wasn't! You just need to get back to the task at HaahahnnhnnhnhnnNHNND!? EEEEK!!'

Moon's hands had since traveled from the back of their faceplate to feel over two of Sun's rays.

"Such a peculiar reaction Sunny... I'm certain something may be wrong with your rays... Seems I might need to Investigate further."

Investigate? Uh oh...

'You really don't need to do this, it's probAHAHABLY NYAHAHA!!'

Moon drew a continuous spiral on one of them, while scratching at the other like a lottery card.

"You seem very happy brother~ Whatever could be soooooo funny, hm?" The lunar animatronic teased as the rays attempted to cha-cha away from his fluttering digits.

'OHOHO- NoOhohothing! NOHoTHing at ahall!!"

Moons fingers stopped for a moment to trace the edges of each ray starting from the bottom.

"Oh? It doesn't sound like nothing little star... my my my... you couldn't be-"

Moon got to the top two rays, and began to skitter his fingers quickly behind them.

"Tickle-tickle, tiiiicklish here? Could you?"

'SQUEAAAAHH!! Yohou MEheahHeaANIE! yohuhuu jeherrkyJEHERKjeEeherk!!'

"JerkyJerkjerk? Oh goodness, Sunny. I'm Offended. Maybe I should teach you a lesson... hehe..."

Moon smirked in the mirror as he began to spin Sun's rays in a circle.

'Wh... whahat are you doing!?'

The animatronic wiggled his fingers, continuously staring in the mirror so sun could see his demise. The moving digits moved closer until-

🎶"The rays on the sun went round' and round'~" 🎶

He began to sing the tune to wheels on the bus while tickling the life out of Sun's ultra sensitive rays.

'MYAHAHAYAAAA!! QUHIHIT IT!!'

🎶"Round' and round', "🎶

Ontop of his rays.. Skitter skitter, itch itch, wiggle wiggle~

🎶"Round' and round'!"🎶

'AHAHAAHA IHIHIT TIHICKLES TOO MUHUCH!!'

🎶"The Rays on the Sun went round and round'~"🎶

Behind his rays.. Skitter, scritch, skitter skitter, wiggle-

'EHEHEEEEHAHAHAAAA!! YOUHO BUTT!!' 

"🎶All through the day~!🎶 Ooh- more name calling? That means another verse is in order!"

'NohHOuuHuHUhu!!! MOHOHOONIE NOHO!!'

The lunar attendant changed things up a bit by making the rays retract, and eject while spinning.

🎶 "the rays on the sun went in and out~" 🎶

Moon used all of his fingers, targeting specific rays that had retracted, waiting for them to pop out in order to tickle them again.

Pop! Wiggle-wiggle wiggle~

Pop! Skitter-skitter skit~

Pop! Tickle-tickle  tickle~ 

'AHAHAHAAAA!! IHIM WAHARNING YOUOHO!! Yohou BEHETTER STAHAP!!'

Moon could sense that Sun was actually having a lot of fun through their thin, invisible mental wall, so he decided to crank it up a little.

 "🎶In and out~ in and out!~🎶 or what, give me a headache? You can't touch me~!"

Gitchygitchygitchy, itchy itchy, tingly tickles spread everywhere after Sun's threat, and the teasy song didn't help

' MWAHAHAAAA!! WEHE'LL SEEEHEHEEE!! EhAhahAaa!!'

🎶"The rays on the sun went in and out~ all through the day!"🎶

It was instantaneous when the power seemingly went out in Moon's arms. Great, another problem that he now physically couldn't fix.. maybe he would have to go down to-

As soon as Moon looked down, he immediately noticed a change in his arms...

"Yellow?" He asked aloud, extremely confused… that is until he realized.

They weren't HIS arms anymore...they were-

Sun's.

The yellow hands cracked their fingers and knuckles as a huffing, wheezing Sun voice inside of Moon's head starting to laugh without mirth.

'Heheheaha... ihi... I warned you~'

It turned out Sun's theory was correct earlier about the light sensors being breachable due to plug inactivity.. now to get some MUCH needed revenge.

The yellow limbs began to lightly trace over Moon's torso, making him squeak and sputter.

"Wahait!! I- We can tahalk about this Sunny!"

'Talk? You mean like how you tickled me to speechlessness? Sure, we can do that!~'

Moon let out a squeal as the digits dusted over his ribs, fluttered under his arms into his wires, feathered over his neck, traced over the edge of the moon crescent of his fa-

"SQUEAA!!" Moon screeched as Sun traced over the lower section of the crescent that would be considered his 'jaw'. Sun stilled at the reaction, baffled at the energy that erupted from seemingly nowhere. Moon felt Sun's sinister intentions bubble inside of their processor. The previous attacker grew nervous at the silence and the lack of movement from Sun's arms

"I-I uh-" Before Moon could say anything, Sun attacked. One hand flew to Moon's sensitive little tummy as the other danced over his jawline, drawing spirals in the moon crescent's craters like Moon did on Sun's rays earlier.

"SQUEAAAAAHEAHEAAAA!! EHEHEHEHE! -HIC-! ahahAhahahahAHAH!!" The sensation was overbearing!

Sun was used to tickling. Sun got to play with the kids all the time... however, since Moon was naptime duty on main, he hasn't built up quite the sensor tolerance Sun has, nor the fan speed.

Sun's left hand rapidly scrunched against the middle of Moon's tummy, barely touching his dent... OH how ticklish it felt- he never thought his tummy could feel so tingly.

"IHIHIT- EHEHEHEEEE! SUHUHUNNY- PLEHEHAhahaAh!!"

'Please? You're gonna have to specify! Did you mean please go faster? Do these tickles make you happy moon? Do they? Do they? Awww of coooourse they do!~ Why else would you be so giddy?'

With that, Sun sped the tickling up on the poor little tummy and ticklish little craters.

"OHOHOHO NOHOHO!! NAUGHAHAUGHYTY THIHING!! NauAHAHAUAHTY- NAUGAHATYHEHE! NYAHAHAAHAAA!!"

'Gitchygitchygitch! Oho tickle tickle little Moonshine~'

Sun's voice echoed in sickeningly sweet baby talk.

'Is the tiny, little astronaut that ticklish to you? Hm?? Them walking allll over your tummy, and face? Over your cute little craters?'

The left yellow hand began to mimic walking motions, wiggling each 'foot' into his moon plate with each step, circling and tickling in each tiny crater he could find.

"EHEHAKAKA!!" The lightswitch- he NEEDED to get to the light switch.

Sun inwardly gasped, beginning to tickle more skillfully instead of playful skitters as Moon's plan echoed through their mind. Not only did the solar animatronic have a lot of tolerance, but he also had a lot of experience giving tickles out, especially to adults as per his playful and teasy nature.

The nighttime animatronic sputtered and spat chortle to cackle as the hands began to travel. His ribs, his hips, even seeing the sensitivity of the little buttons on his chest, his neck.

And. It. Tickled. HORRIBLY.

Moon could barely keep himself up in these circumstances. His legs felt like jello, yet somehow, some way, Moon managed to make it over to the lightswitch.

'Ah ah ah! Not so fast~'

Moon was forced downward, sun's arms somehow pulling the rest of his body away from the lightswitch and to his ankles. Upon this the devilish yellow fingers inched around his ankles, and heels, tracing eights and infinity signs all over to throw him off. Moon screeched as his 'Achilles heel-s' were discovered. The animatronic couldn't move an inch from this terribly ticklish situation as both hands held his ankles captive. It was when the hands forced his foot up did he lose balance. The naptime attendant fell on his butt, his shoed feet at the very mercy of his brother.

'Let's seee~ what's behind curtain number one?!'

The first shoe came off, revealing the foot underneath. Moon's feet were much like his hands, accept it had sensory cushioning on the bottoms to prevent finger crushing. The yellow digits lightly traced the sensory pad, and under moon's toes before coming back to the top of his foot.

"KEEEEHEHEHAHAHA- NAHAT THE FEET SUHUHUN- NOHO-"

'Not the feet? Not the feet? Is it possible they're terrrribly sensitive to kitchies? Hmmmm?'

KITCHIES!?

Sun lightly scrunched over the top of the revealed foot before pulling the other slipper off.

Moon wiggled his toes as his brother traced lines all around the tops of his feet, paying attention to the tippy top of the little beans.

Snorting, Moon quickly tried to think of a plan through his laughter and Sun's teasing... AHA!

He wouldn't think what the plan was but he was going to do it.

'Do it if you dare~ I'll get at the bottoms of your feet if you try anything funny moon…'

Funny? Why would he try anything funny? He was the least funny person he kn-

Suddenly, Moon's hat projectile launched from the top of ther faceplate and upward at the lightswitch, leaving Sun to gasp internally.

‘You sneaky little rules twister- that's it!’

Just as Sun began to mercilessly skitter everywhere on the bottom of Moon's feet, the light switch had been flipped, turning the lights on.

His arms are now on the outside of Sun's body...

Oh... this was going to be fun~

"I uh-"

Before Sun could even come up with something to say, Moon's fingers flicked and fluttered vigorously around Sun's Tummy and ribs, even under his arms at one point.

"OHOHO MY STAAAHAHAHAAARS!! NYAHAHAAHAAA- MOOOHOHOOOON!"

'Paybaaaack~'

"Paybahahack!? YOUHOU'RE THEHE ONE WHOHO STAHAHRTED-"

bam the wires.

"AAAAAHAHAHAA- OHOHOKAY! OKAHAHAY! MEHEHERCY!! I PLEHEHEAD THE FIHIHITH!!"

As soon as the words left Sun's mouth, Moon stopped.

The conjoined animatronic twins turned on their internal fans, cooling their shared system as they lay on the floor.

Sun airily laughed the rest of his giggles out, eventually calming down.

"Hehe..aha.."

'Did you have fun?' Moon asked as their system returned back to its normal heating stats.

"... Maybe."

'Hehehe~ thought so!'

After a moment, Sun wobbled to his feet regaining his balance to step to the lightswitch again. Moon gave his brother the ability to swap their limbs again, so when they turned the lights off again, he would be able to fix them.

The lights turned off with a swift flick, changing Moon back into himself again, as bald and shiny headed as king Neptune without his crown. His hat was laying on the floor, but he'd pick that up later.

Without hesitation, he traversed back to the mirror again to fix the wires.

… were they that tangled before?

Perhaps Moon and Sun's ticklish scuffle tangled the wires up more than they were… their back faceplate cover was off during it.

"... well this will be difficult."

'HEY- uh… actually… what if we just… didn't fix it?'

Moon smirked at that, his attention fully on his brother now, that of which Sun felt. A bit nervous, he continued.

'I mean- if I'm able to swap your limbs out for mine… w-we can just… I don't know… keep that feature?'

That sounded like a fun little quirk… especially if they wanted to do something like this again.

"You know… that's not a bad idea. Who would really notice anyway?"

And from then on… nobody really did. Well- not except for when laughter could be heard coming from the fazbear theatre.. but Sun and Moon publically chocked it up to daycare antics rather than any insinuated malfunction if an employee were to ask.

Yet another secret well hidden by the mystery(ies) that was(ere) the Daycare Attendant(s).

[slothmeters]

Maybe Justin Herbert or Joe Burrow giving their new gf a key to their place? Hehe I’m excited to see your work!! <3

Mi casa es su casa - Joe Burrow

- w/c - 619

- warnings - cussing, a little bit steamy at the end

- I hope you enjoyed this joey b blurb anon!

Locking my car door, I walked up to Joe’s house and knocked on the door.

It only took Joe a few seconds to answer the door because he knew that I was coming.

“Babe. You know you don’t have to knock. You basically live here now.” He said as he moved to the side to let me in.

“I know, it’s just polite, that’s the way I was raised Joey B, to be a little southern belle.” I said as I gave a little curtsy.

While Joe went to the pantry to grab snacks for the TV marathon we were about to have, I made my way to the linen closet to grab my favorite blanket of his.

“Joeyyyy!” I yelled out when I couldn’t find the blanket.

“What?!”

“Where’s the blanket?”

He walked towards me with his arms full of snacks, “It’s on the couch already, and there’s a tea in the cup holder that I have way more of in the fridge that one of the guys made for you, a phone charger connected to the outlet- oh shit-, and a little present for you on the side table.”

Snacks fell out of his arms left and right as he was telling me what was already in the living room.

We both chucked the food onto the couch before giving each other a knowing look. Whoever gets to the remote first gets to pick whatever is watched.

“Don’t you dare Joseph Lee!” I yelled at him.

He sprinted towards me, and before I had any time to think he grabbed me, threw me over his shoulder and brought me to the couch.

“Joey what are you doing?” I was beyond confused. In the 5 months of dating, we would normally almost take each other out trying to get to the remote.

“Remember when I told you I got a present for yo- fuck me man this food is gonna be the death of me; if I sit on one more box I swear I’m going to cry. Anyway, I just wanted to give you something that I hope you’ll use for a really long time.”

He nodded for me to open the box, and when I did, a little piece of paper fell out of it that said ‘mi casa es su casa.’

“Joe wh-“

“Shh, just keep opening.”

Under a piece of cloth was a matte black house key with a heart engraved on the top.

“I wanted to get you something that made sure you knew that you were always welcome at my house. Now, if you don’t want to move in you don’t have to, but I mean if you want to you can because that would be totally nice and-“

I cut him off with a kiss.

“Oh, that’s nice too. I guess I was rambling, wasn’t I?” Joe continued.

“I’d love to move in with you if you’d have me Joe!”

Everything was starting now, we were both stable and we could maintain a healthy, long-term relationship. My visions were finally coming true, and everything I was scared of was washing away slowly.

He looked up at me with one of the biggest smiles I’ve ever seen on his face.

“I mean think about it, imagine coming home from your away games to see me..” I moved closer to him so that we were able to put our foreheads together. “With nothing but your jersey and your favorite lingerie set of mine.”

The quarterback’s eyes widened at my words as he pushed all of the snacks from earlier off of the couch and pulled me onto his lap.

Needless to say, there was no show watching tonight.

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Ever since Mark met you, there's never a day he doesn't think you're the one for him. It scares him sometimes, not because he thinks you might leave him. You've given him assurance over and over again that you're in it for the long run, just like he is. He's scared because he feels like his love for you consumes him too much.

It's an understatement to say you say stay in his mind 24/7 because even in between consciousness and dreams, you're there. You're that one constant in his life.

"Mark, love you okay?" your voice breaking through his haze. He looks over at you with love in his eyes, you look at him with worry.

Mark's been distracted lately, lost in his own thoughts. You're just worried he's going through something and keeping it to himself. As his partner you want him to be comfortable enough with you to share his worries no matter how big or small. You trust him to share when he's ready but this doesn't lessen your worry for him.

He shoots you a smile before leaning back on the couch, shaking his head as a silent answer for you to not worry about him.

"Just thinking about something" he mumbles, you can feel his hand on your back drawing some pattern on your skin. You smile back at him, leaning over to give him a swift kiss.

That was the first time he almost asked you to marry him.

A few days passed and it's still the same. You choose to sweep it under the rug, if Mark says he's okay then you believe him.

You're home alone, it's your day off so you decided to catch up on some house chores. You do your laundry, mixed with some of Mark's own clothes since he stays with you more than he does at his own place.

The two of you haven't officially moved in together but he has his own toothbrush and towel in the bathroom, a shelf for his skincare stuff, a drawer full of his clothes, a mug he uses all the time and his favorite fork.

It's easy to embrace the domestic life with him, it's exciting to think of your future together and if this is how it feels like you really can't wait to spend forever with him. No matter how long that forever is.

"Hey I was calling for you" you shriek when you heard another voice, looking over to see your boyfriend by the doorway. You playfully threw the towel you were folding to him which Mark caught effortlessly

"Sorry, was busy thinking about that sock I can't find. You sure you didn't accidently threw it away the last time?" you jokingly asked him, he did the last load of laundry and you haven't seen the other pair of one of your sock

"I didn't! I swear, I'll buy you new ones when we go out. Do you need help here?" he asked even though he was already taking the pile you finished earlier to put it in the closet down the hall

"Am almost done anyways, what do you want for dinner?" you ask back, a few seconds passed when you hear his footsteps then a pair of arms engulf you

"Mhm how about pasta for tonight?"

"Okay, and for dessert?"

You hear a chuckle from behind you, "You"

"Mark Lee"

"Kidding babe, I kinda want the brownies you made last time if it isn't too much trouble for tonight"

You finish the last cloth before turning around to face him, throwing your arms around his shoulder and standing on your tiptoes to rub your nose against his. The action making Mark smile and his heart melt.

"Of course I can make them for you, no eating the chocolate while I make them though" you tell him. Mark smiles again before swooping down to give you a kiss, he can feel your grin against his own lips making the familiar feeling bloom in his chest.

That was the second time he almost asked you to marry him.

After some time, you've completely forgotten about your unsolved worry. The two of you decided to go out for a night walk, no destination in mind. Just walking hand in hand wherever your feet takes you. The two of you talk about anything and everything.

Stopping near a garden, you sat on the bench while Mark stands beside you still holding your hand.

"It's your birthday soon, what do you want?" you ask him

"It's your birthday too" he tells you, the thought of sharing such a special day together further proves his thoughts of you being the one for him.

"Yea but you're a day ahead of me"

"And then you came, like the universe knew I needed you in my life" he adds, feeling your cheeks flush you just roll your eyes at your boyfriend earning a few laughs from him

"What? I'm telling the truth, you don't believe me?"

"I do, you're the only one I'll always believe in in this world full of uncertainties" you tell him, "in some timezone we probably share a birthday" you add

"I like that, there's no other person I would want to share that day with"

Mark thinks of all the chances he had and all the chances he could have, but this right here right now felt like the right moment. So he pulls on your hand making you look up at him.

"Can I tell you something" he says

Mark swears he's never been more nervous than he is right now. Not because you might reject him, no. He's scared he'll mess up his words and regret all the things he'll forget to say

"Yea, what is it?"

"I'm so nervous right now, I think I'll screw this up" the words flew right out before he can stop them. Instead of being weirded out, you just giggle before standing up to standing infront of him,

"Then do it, I'll still love you either way. Just say it now so later on you can do it perfectly" you tell him,

"Yea that's the thing I can only say it now"

"Why?"

He takes a deep breath, suddenly the velvet box in his pocket got 10 times heavier.

"Mark? You know you can tell me anything, it's just me love. I'm not going anywhere"

This is the third time he thought about marrying you, and right now it's all or nothing.

"Will you marry me?" he blurts out

"Oh gosh wait, I was suppose to have this long speech about us but I'm really really nervous. I've had this ring since Christmas and I was scared you'd find it, and whenever we're together I almost always ask it but then I back out because you deserve something grander. And right now I just can't wait any longer, love. I love you, I want all of you, all of your days, all of your cries and laughs and worries all of them. I want to share my life with you, I want my tomorrow to be you. I want you to be my last first love, I want you to be my last girlfriend my last first everything. Will you marry me?"

One second.

Two seconds.

Three-

Then you leaped into him, arms hugging him close while you chant your answer over and over again.

"yes yes yes million times yes"

It's like the weight of the world was lifted off of Mark's shoulders, like everything fell into place. All at once everything make sense.

[dancinglikebutterflywings]

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🧡 Surprise, Surprise - Jongho x Reader - Prompt 23: "What’s going on inside that head of yours?” 

🧡 Hongjoong x Reader - requested by Anon - Prompt 06: “I don’t like the thought of you with someone else.” 

🧡 Yeosang x Reader - requested by @rainydayteacups - Prompt 14: “You were talking about me this whole time?” “Who else would I have been talking about?” “I thought you were talking about (name)!”

🧡 San x Reader - requested by @rainydayteacups - Prompt 22: Finding out you’re having a baby, but it’s not his.

🧡 Wooyoung x Reader - requested by Anon - Prompt 29: “Wherever you are, is where I want to be. You’re my home.”

🧡 Hongjoong x Reader - requested by Anon - Prompt 26: Your parents disapprove of him

🧡 Seonghwa x Reader - requested by Anon - Prompt 28: “Please, let me in.” “Go away.” “I’m not going anywhere, not until we’ve talked this through. I’ll wait all night if I have to.” 

🧡 Hongjoong x Reader - requested by Anon - Prompt 07: Idol leaves multiple voicemails after an argument with his partner.

SEVENTEEN:

-> No One Else - S. Coups x ex-gf!reader - Prompt 38: When Y/N has no one else to call, she calls her ex-boyfriend who still has her back no matter what. 

-> Dinner Can Wait - Jeonghan x gf!reader - Prompt 31: He's had a hard day at practice and all he wants is Y/N.  

-> Seungkwan - requested by @staytiny2000 - Prompt 41: “tell me what I did wrong so I can fix it!” “There’s nothing to fix.” “Then why are you mad at me? What did I do wrong?” 

-> Woozi - requested by anon - Prompt 33: First date goes horribly wrong but reader surprises him by suggesting a second date.

-> Seungkwan - requested by anon - Prompt 45: Video calling with idol!boyfriend while he’s away. 

-> Minghao - requested by anon - Prompt 34: Y/N accidentally finds an engagement ring in idol!boyfriend’s closet. 

STRAY KIDS:

-> Comfort - Lee Know x gf!reader - Prompt 04: "Are you okay?” “No. Everything is a mess right now.” “What can I do to help?” “You’re already doing it.”

-> Forgetful - Changbin x wife!reader - Prompt 09: Idol husband forgets his and readers anniversary.

-> Hellevator - Hyunjin x staff!reader - Prompt 11: Stuck in an elevator together. 

-> Just a Few More Days - Bang Chan x gf!reader - Prompt 08: “Just a few more days, I promise.” 

-> No More Games - Jisung x Reader - requested by Anon - Prompt 10: “I think we should end things here. It’s for the best.” 

-> Drunk Confessions - Felix x bff!reader - requested by @staytiny2000 - Prompt 24: “I think we should get married. Should we get married? We should totally get married.” 

-> Birthday Fail - Seungmin x reader - requested by @hamburgers101 - Prompt 15: “This is not how it went in my head.”

-> Bang Chan - requested by Anon - Prompt 03: Single!dad x Reader meet cute 

-> I.N - requested by Anon - Prompt 16: “I just wanted to hear your voice.”  

-> Felix - requested by @treehouse-mouse - Prompt 21: Best friend’s brother. 

-> I.N - requested by @qwonyoung23 - Prompt 13: Fake proposal to get free desert but turns into a confession

-> Changbin - requested by Anon - Prompt 05: Ex-boyfriend's best friend 

TOMORROW X TOGETHER:

-> Lets Make It Real - Huening Kai x reader - Prompt 30: Fake dating turns into real feelings

-> Forbidden - Soobin x staff-gf!reader - Prompt 25: forbidden romance - staff member!reader

-> Summer Love - Yeonjun x reader - requested by Anon - Prompt 01: Summer Fling

-> Soobin - requested by Anon (05/12) - Prompt 27: He accidentally admits his crush to his crush.

-> Yeonjun - requested by Anon - Prompt 12: He realizes he actually does love his best friend after rejecting her.

[vasito-de-leche]

crawling back from a hole to GEEK about suitcase gang members that would get along the best 💁‍♀️

- x, medicine pocket, and sotheby: lethal IRB nightmares

- med poc and sotheby: explosive concoctions

- centurion and tennant: harbingers of serial bankruptcy

- mesmer jr. and 6: orderliness

- dikke and 6: law and order (dun dun)

- melania and bkornblume: the thief and her gal in the chair (they're a ship too)

- eagle and shamane: shamane is MAD impressed at this girl's wilderness skills + will also be willing to teach her stuff

- horropedia, an an lee, and blonney: it's always horro and blonney / horro and an an but never these three together. you can bet that blon and horro surrounds an an to ask about her ghost vacuum

- blonney and desert flannel: she's in patch 1.5 but her design tells me that she's rocking her closet which is a bonding topic with blonney

- lilya and jiu niangzi: girl is in patch 1.6 but all that is known for now for global players is that she makes killer alcohol. cue lilya as her willing taste-tester

- sputnik 1 and 37: just 37 marvelling this perfect sphere

- alien T and 37: this girl again eyeing the ufo's circumference

- kaala bauna and voyager: kaala has a question or two about the heavenly bodies

- dikke and knight: s w o r d

ohhh fun! here's a few dynamics and characters I think would get along since you've shared your own!

Baby Blue and every character younger than her--especially Balloon Party

Baby Blue is just 17 but I do like to think that, bc of her connection with Wonderland and innocence, she would act as a big sister for many of the younger arcanists. especially Balloon Party since the two reject adults or the idea of growing up!

Blonney and Bunny Bunny

both characters have a focus on movie or hollywood as a concept, both are also girls around the same age range who know what it's like to be put into very restrictive stereotypes (the blonde bimbo, the southerner). I think they'd get along, and it's very funny to think about Blonney go straight to Bunny Bunny for help if Jessica ever needs help, since Bunny Bunny's family had a farm lmfao

but I also just rlly love girls who are total opposites on a surface level being close friends bc of the small little things they do have in common

Sweetheart and Bette, following the same reasoning as the Blonney and Bunny Bunny

THE MOST FAMOUS ACTRESS AND A STRUGGLING ACTRESS...BEING FRIENDS... SEEING EACH OTHERS PERSPECTIVES....

sorry I'm very passionate abt Sweetheart being so jaded and tired of the way hollywood treated her and warped her image to be nothing but a product for the audience's consumption. and very passionate abt Bette near-delusional hope of making it into the industry

Sonetto and Zima, both being poets

I could've added Charlie or The Fool since the idea is similar, but I feel like Zima would work best?

all three of these characters cherish the power of the written word and have used it against injust systems, but I think that Charlie's insecurities would hold her back a lot from truly bonding with Sonetto thru poetry, and The Fool is too much of a revolutionary--his very open and vocal "down with the monarchy, every person in authority is a fucking fool" vibe would clash with Sonetto's obedient dog aspects. Zima, however, feels perfect to act as another poet for Sonetto to befriend and a mentor to slowly introduce her to more open ideologies

SURE hes a recluse and socially inept bc of the years of isolation in exile, BUT HES NOT SHY WHEN IT COMES TO SHARING HIS VIEWS AND THOUGHTS OR WORK. hes the perfect idea of subdued and quiet strength, I rlly think Sonetto could really benefit from having him as a mentor or responsible adult figure

Pavia and Centurion

YES, I KNOW TENNANT IS VERY OBVIOUS FOR CENTURION BC SHE SCAMS PPL AND CENTURION IS VERY LUCKY SO SHE WINS AT EVERYTHING AND PUT MANY PLACES INTO BANKRUPCY

but I'm NEVER letting go of casino dealer Pavia from the artificial somnambulism stages. these two? theyre ABSOLUTE MENACES together, the luckiest girl in the world addicted to adrenaline and thrills? with the most deranged "who gives a shit" mafia guy who does whatever he wants?

they'd be playing an extreme version of buckshot roulette together, they'd ruin the economy together just bc its funny. they dont know each other's full names. they hang out and bitch about life together. they dont care abt their respective life stories. they're the first person they call when they're bored. they've been in many many life threatening situations. they dont know each others favorite colors

do you see my vision!!!