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chirpsythismorning · 2 years ago

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So what I'm hearing is that Netflix planned on holding on for around 6 months, but due to the support from the public and now actors and directors, they might have to give in sooner than they expected?

I mean, basically.

The longest strike was 153 days, which is approximately five months.

You could argue Netflix is willing to hold out for as long as the writers are, which the record shows, is not that long, with the most being five months because people can't survive not being paid for that long.... That's why there is a number that we are able to guess at least roughly speaking.

It's not like a strike can go on for 1-2 years or something. If it did, hypothetically speaking, I would guess entertainment as we know it would never return again. And so I'm just gonna guess (hope) that it won't reach that level of severity...

There’s no way for certain to know what Netflix was thinking going into this. We can speculate based on what they've said leading up to it and based on how they talk about it and dance around the situation now, but for now it’s just a guessing game.

And so don't mind me guessing away.

I'm gonna guess that Netflix was probably optimistic that a lot of people wouldn't be willing to join the strike, bc of how recent COVID delays were and how negatively that impacted a lot of people's lives and income. There's a good chance their assumption was that the majority wouldn't be willing to put themselves through something like that all over again, and so soon.

But I think that they grossly underestimated that our society has changed A LOT since 2007, which is maybe in part what they were basing a lot of their assumptions on. It really doesn't take much these days to bring a bunch of people together and make them inspire change. We've seen entire companies change things because of backlash in a matter of hours. Social media has made this the norm, with it being very difficult in recent years to sweep stuff like this under the rug, expecting to come out of it comfortably. A lot of people are saying that this strike has a lot more support from the public in general than the previous strike did. And not only do you have writers striking, but big names in entertainment striking alongside them (and counting).

What I am intrigued by, is if they thought Stranger Things would continue production, despite the strike? Arguably we know most of s5 was already written, or at least somewhere around the first 5-6 episodes.

If the Duffers were sellouts, ready to cash in, they could have, as the creators themselves, started filming and fixed scripts on their own during the production and said fuck the writers, essentially siding with Netflix. And then by the time those later episodes needed to be filmed, the Duffers could have either written them all by themselves in time or maybe the strike would be over by that point and they would be back in the mix? TBH a lot of fans had this expectation, so I do wonder if Netflix had it too...

What was even on everyones minds leading up to this strike? What was Netflix thinking? What were the Duffer Brother's thinking? What were the ST writers thinking? What were all the key players involved with the show thinking? And were they fully disclosing how they planned to execute their thoughts and decisions, with with one another?

Something I think about, is how leading up to the strike, there was this almost calculated approach to how the writers were doing things...

They knew the strike was coming, and yet they were making an effort to engage with fans consistently, in that month leading up to it, like it was business as usual, with genuine easter eggs and stuff to get fans hyped up like they always do, all with the assumption filming was just around the corner. And since the strike obviously they have been silent, striking.

Because of how they went about it, it almost felt like a last minute choice, but maybe that was their plan? Like maybe that was the whole point?

If they had posted about the strike too soon or gave the impression filming wasn't actually right around the corner, that might have worked against them? Maybe they wanted to give everyone, including Netflix, the impression that filming was starting in June as planned, but then pull the rug under everyone once the strike finally got set in motion?

Because tbh the Duffers joining in on the strike is one of the biggest power moves of all of the power moves going on out there. ALL of them. Netflix is believed to be who is going to hold this strike out more than any other streamer/network.....

And so, technically speaking, seeing as ST5, Netflix's biggest show of all time, cannot start filming until this strike is over... Something's gotta give.

It’s crazy to think, but the second that the strike ends, filming for s5 is going to start getting set up and started. Netflix themselves are putting off the filming of their show rn, not the writers asking for fair wages. Why would we want writers being underpaid to write our shows, while the CEO's are making hundreds of millions...? Why in the hell would Netflix want to force the writers to settle for a horrible deal in the end, only to have them return to work saying HEY welcome back sorry about that. The animosity, the whole vibe would be awful. Out of everyone, least of all the writers don't want to have to go back to work feeling defeated and wronged, only to be expected to create their best work to date. They're all out here doing what they're doing because they love it and now their standing up to say they want to be properly compensated for all that work and dedication. It's not asking that much and that's the reality of the situation. Netflix needs to face that reality before they lose the trust of their entire work force and user base.

There's another aspect to this I want to guess, and it sort of pisses me off, but I'm going to say it anyways because I had thought about it a while back.

I made claims over these last few months, that I thought it would take between 10-12 months to film ST5 (for in-demand actors schedule conflict reasons) and with another 7 months at least for post production. This assumption put s5 at a late fall 2024 release or an early spring 2025 release.

One main concern I had back then, but didn't really talk about, was how even though a March 2025 release seemed like plenty of time, that because Netflix is known for their love of ST seasons releasing in the summer, what if they held off to do just that?.

Netflix is convinced summer it's when ST will get the most views. They have a whole thing about it. And so, I worried that even though the math added up to March 2025, even as a worst case scenario, that for some reason, we could end up getting it in summer 2025.

Another reason why I think Netflix would want a summer 2025 release as opposed to a fall 2024 or a spring 2025, is because the longer ST stays on their platform with this hype for it with a new season still coming, the better.

Once Stranger Things is gone, there are just so many unknowns for Netflix...

While I doubt they're so unreasonable as to wait it out until Summer 2026 (I'm giving them the benefit of the doubt here), I wouldn't be surprised if one factor for why they are okay with waiting this strike out for a good 3-4 months at least, is because then they'll be able to have the excuse to release ST5 in summer 2025, despite all the complaints from consumers saying its too long of a wait, with the excuse being, well the strike happened and that's just the way it is.

And so yeah having this thought recently sort of pissed me off. Just because I think they would benefit a lot from a Summer 2025 release vs. anything earlier than that, along with them preferring their summer releases.

Don't get me wrong, I don't think this is their only reason for doing what they're doing by all means. However, if ST is a big concern and deciding factor for them regardless (it is), then they are arguably thinking about the worst and best case scenarios, and ST5 Summer 2025 probably doesn't sound all that bad to them...

Filming for ST5 would need to start in about 5ish months from now, for them to have a comfortable Summer 2025 release, imo. This is how I feel right now based on my assumptions on how long filming and post-production will take, being about 16-19 months overall.

BUT again I think that them holding out too long is not looking good for their brand which is already really at risk as it is.

It's hard to have aesthetic luncheons with investors and advertisers and new talent hoping to join the happy family, when there's all this negative press surrounding them, making people think twice before wanting to associate with them.

I would say now, more than ever before, I am pretty cautiously optimistic.

If the writers and the actors AND even directors were to go on strike, all at once, that's not exactly heard of. As far as I know that's never happened in our history. Hell even if it's just the writers and the actors, who are the directors going to direct exactly??!??

I do wonder how far they're going to be willing to take this.

It's just pennies for them to resolve this, like it could literally be resolved with the person at the top saying just get it done with and we'd be on our way.

But they're greedy about short term gains and they also want to create an environment of having their employees fear risking losing it all, having no choice but to accept the bare minimum, than for them to feel the courage to actually stand up at the risk of losing it all.

It's going to be an interesting next few weeks and potentially months, depending on how the next few weeks go down...

Again, cautiously optimistic!

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traumendesmadchen · 2 years ago

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Chronotopia February Update: Happy Fools

This is going to be a very short update since I’m leaving soon. As promised, I tried to fix Chronotopia’s remaining bugs.

The biggest one, the overhaul of the point system, had me rummaging through the game’s folders to try to find some assets I could convert into little symbols. I then made brand new animations in the hope of better conveying which choice gives points for which character. And, of course, the points are now distributed in a different way (no more minus, you can only gain affection). I was pretty proud of the end result: after all, this feature had not been planned at all! I pushed the update on Steam a few days ago. Surely, this time, players can’t possibly be locked out of the endings. And that’s when I realized the tragedy of it all and the whole reason why people were struggling in the first place.

I had simply forgotten to implement the points in specific files, namely the chore choice in B2. That was supposed to be the biggest point-giver. No wonder tweaking the numbers wasn’t enough… I think the whole chore part of the game was so intricate to code back then that I just considered it done so, in my mind, I was dead certain I had put the points in the corresponding labels. It’s too bad I had to waste time making a new system before realizing it but I suppose such is the hurdle of a project which has been going on for years. Past me usually plans ahead; not this time.

As for the other bugs, I’ve managed to have the camera not get in the way when memory fragments are involved and I need to do the same for the last elemental spirit. I’ve also been replacing the lines impacted by the translation bug by identical images. There was a very good reason why I was hoping to use code instead of using Photoshop for those... Only 20 to go! Both tasks are quite boring and time-consuming, as you might expect, but hopefully it should improve your experience. I’m intending to finish the work upon my return.

I’m also closing Chronotopia's beta application form today. Since I won’t be around to give new keys, I thought it wouldn’t make sense to leave it as is. Again, please keep the feedback coming!

See you soon! (there won’t be an update in early April since I will likely not make a lot of progress when in Japan)

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wixelt · 2 years ago

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Was refreshing my memory on everything with the au when I found where you mentioned scenes that would go very differently if a hermit had a totem, and perhaps the Hermethius has a reserve stache of them or something

And that got me thinking through a very likely scenario

Consider: the Hermethius is programmed to drop emergency supplies on each hermit's last known location should something go catastrophically wrong and they're left stranded. This is a bit of a special scenario, where that information does not exist. But it has its own Grumbot and Pilots to resolve oversights.

The Hermethius begins mapping the planet and scanning for player activity, and, when it's finally completed months later, launches 26 supply drops to the areas with the highest centers.

The hermits honestly weren't even expecting the supplies to come, but they do recognize what those twenty odd shooting stars spanning out from a single point are.

They do have parachutes that deploy, so they shouldn't cause too much damage, but they quickly realize the problem when one lands near their location.

They may not know exactly why they're landing where at first, but they figure it out quickly.

You see, it's not until the resistance is already under way that the supplies drop. Only one drops on the revolution base. Beef estimates that one landed in Cub's custom biom, another seemed to be landing near Bdub's mountain, he thinks two landed near Pearl's and False's houses respectively, one fell into the ocean,

And one landed in Newtopia.

So Andrias knows what the drops were.

And now it's a mad dash to try and keep each other from getting those resources.

When I mentioned the Totems of Undying on the Hermithius, I was thinking about The Hardest Thing, but this is a fun scenario as well, so here's some thoughts on that.

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Normally all the Hermits have some sort of signalling device on their person in case there's a genuine emergency. This is what the Hermithius uses to identify drop sites for supplies, but with the ship half-functional - the wash of dimensional energy blew out a lot of key systems - it wouldn't be able to complete this task, even if the Hermits had been carrying signallers when they were scattered, which they weren't.

As is, Renbob & Goatman have been trying to patch up the ship's engines as best they can while using momentum to help the onboard Grumbot - disconnected from the hive after past fiascos - navigate into orbit of the planet Xisuma's suit transponder's pinging from.

Unfortunately, the ship's damage prevents them from getting a clear fix on X - if he's even still on Amphibia by the time the vessel arrives (either late Season 2 or very early Season 3).

So they resort to doing things the more time consuming way. Grumbot runs an algorithm through the geology scanner - X usually uses it at a "Season" start to identify strong "spawn" candidates - focusing on any land activity/structures that match certain Hermits.

After weeks of searching & double checking, it gets 26 verified hits.

Some are clustered together, whilst others are more distant, but they're enough to work with for now. By this point, the pilots have had time to repair the supply drop mechanism to enough accuracy to set the emergency boxes - bespoke for each Hermit's needs - down where geographic evidence would indicate they're likely to find it.

They can only work with the limited information they have, though.

One night midway through Season 3, while listening to Sasha run through a plan, Tango's attention's stolen as 26 stars rain down from a single part of the sky, dropping all across Amphibia.

A sight he knows all too well, & that fills him with hope.

Several drop close enough that the Resistance finds them in a matter of minutes. False's house is nextdoor, & Grian & Pearl's is nearby, among others.

One drops over South Tower, though, & another near Quareller's Pass.

One drops on the coast, near-directly where TFC will emerge from tunneling under the ocean, several months from the present.

One drops over Cub's massive structure, & another near BDubs' artificial mountain.

And more still fall in places both known & not.

Only one drops over Newtopia, but Andrias & the Core are smart enough to put the pieces together about the same time Beef does about what they contain & where they'll land.

And so the race begins...

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palajae · 7 months ago

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challenge accepted.

PAIRING... coach!sunghoon x player!reader | GENRE... tennis! au, fluff, humor, romance, lots of tension lol | WC... 1.1k | challengers inspired iykwim :))

you’re annoyed. actually, it’s not just that. you’re peeved. you’re agitated.

you’re hot.

and you’re waiting. waiting for the stupid coach that your parents hired in hopes of fixing the slump you were currently in.

another player, another perspective, and another chance, is what they said.

how unnecessary—a true waste of money—you think. you were more than capable at playing tennis, why in the world would they ever think you needed another extra hand? a pitiful stepping stool for the toddler. everything felt like such a chore.

you feel your skin prickle at the heat. a bead of sweat forms at your temple. you sigh.

you uncross your arms and stop tapping your foot in hopes of finally loosening up. it’s not like you needed to wait for permission to start—you could easily warm up on your own.

let’s just get this over with. make it hell for your coach in hopes they never want to teach you again. then you’ll return to playing—struggling— as usual and your problems will be solved. not really (being in a slump was so very difficult) but at least without a pity partner.

while stretching, your eyes wander across the complex. you usually didn’t come to play in the afternoon, opting to practice earlier in the morning or later at night.

you immediately perk up at the sight across from you—someone leaving the courts with their duffel bag slung across their shoulder.

a bright grin stretches across your face.

jake.

a seasoned player only a year older than you and quite frankly, cute.

you feel like a middle school fan girl, waving enthusiastically back as he winks at you. you make a mental note to ask him to hit together sometime soon.

“you play for the game or for the players?”

you stiffen at the sound of the unfamiliar voice, turning around only to be greeted by an unpleasant sight.

or rather, a not so unpleasant sight. dear goodness, of course he had to be attractive. unfortunately very so.

you ignore his comment as your eyes narrow. “you must be-“

“your new coach. you can call me sunghoon.”

he extends a hand and you wrinkle your nose at the gesture.

there’s no way he could have been more than three years older than you. you expected some old, sunburnt scruffy looking man. not someone who looked like they just stepped off the cover of vogue or something.

“y/n,” you state simply while ignoring his hand. you needed to show him his place, establish the fact that you certainly weren’t happy about the whole situation.

he coolly retracts his arm to set down his polished bag, “how long have you been playing?”

“long enough to not need help from someone like you.”

he quirks an eyebrow, beginning to stretch next to you. a whiff of his scent fills your nose. you huff, he smelled way too good to be on a tennis court.

“really? that’s not what your parents told me.”

“my parents don’t know anything.”

how good was he, anyway? so far, it seemed like he was underestimating you.

once he finishes warming up (and you finish sizing him and his expensive gear up) he gestures toward the court.

“alright then. three laps. no cutting the corner.”

you roll your eyes before starting.

when you finish, attempting to keep your breathing even, you reach for your water.

a hand snatches your wrist, effectively cutting off your motion. you feel your hair prickle at the sensation.

you look up, surprised at his sudden action. his cold eyes glinting as he stares down at you.

“did i say you could drink?”

“did i ask?” you mutter under your breath as you turn away to calm your sudden racing heart. as he grabs his racket, you do the same.

“let’s start with down the lines.”

you cross your arms like a little child. “that’s all for warmup? you must not know how we do it here. i need to at least stretch my hamstring, calves…”

you stop once you notice the expression on sunghoon’s face.

“you’re cute,” he chuckles and you snort.

“and you’re too young to be referring to me like that. how old even are you, like twenty-one?”

“twenty two,” he corrects you.

“close enough. you’re not even older than me by that much.”

he ignores you, moving to the opposite side of the court. you glare at him indignantly.

“i first just want to get an idea of how you play,” he calls out. “now, service line.”

only after a few sets does sunghoon come over to your side of the court. you’re immediately on guard, watching his every stride.

“if you bend a little more, you can generate so much-“

“i don’t need you to fix my form,” you immediately retort. without saying anything, he comes behind you.

again, that distracting scent fills all your senses.

“forehand,” he orders. his voice being so close to your ear makes your shiver. when you don’t move, he does it for you.

his touch is light—his body a little too close for comfort to yours, maybe. but from the outside perspective it just looked like a coach fixing their student’s form.

that’s all it was, anyway. right?

“you see?”

you swallow, “right.”

he lingers for more than a second and you swear he’s so close you can feel his heart beating in his chest before he finally lets go.

“better.”

he swallows harshly and you hate how you can’t help but stare at his adam’s apple bobbing.

by the end of the lesson, you’re sweating thoroughly. although you like to blame it on the heat.

sunghoon, infuriatingly, looked never the better. the same as when you first started the lesson with his perfectly styled hair and immaculate skin.

you guzzle down water, ignoring how some of it runs down your neck. you also ignore the way you can feel sunghoon’s eyes stay on you.

as you finish packing up, you’re startled by his sudden movement. he closes in on you as you freeze, eyes widening. one of his hands lean on the pole next to you. you’re not sure if it’s his or your heavy breathing filling your ears.

until he gently picks a leaf out of your hair.

“that wasn’t too bad. see you next week, then?”

you’re speechless, he only grins.

you just watch as sunghoon—your new coach?—grabs his stuff and struts off.

as you angrily stuff your things into your tennis bag, you mutter under your breath.

oh, how sunghoon irritates you. his cockiness while still being so young only fueled your aggravation. he made you want to show off, play better, be better. all in hopes of showing him that you’re good enough. you don’t need his help. or his devastatingly handsome face and quick brain.

you gasp at the thought, horrified. and almost sink onto the bench.

you fell for it.

sunghoon was exactly what your parents wanted for you. and he wasn’t leaving anytime soon.

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ilikeyoshi · 3 months ago

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i think what's also interesting about this is that often times, you and your fellow players may not be able to TELL a given character flaw is going to be super annoying if it lasts too long? at the beginning when everything's new and chaotic and nothing's staled yet, a lot of these flaws are REALLY FUN. it's the repetitive, "we're having the exact same conversation/problem again" thing that really starts to grate on people, i think.

one thing i learned in particular, which i touched on before, is you need to be constantly open-minded to and looking for ways your character's belligerent flaws might improve. every new story beat, every new npc, you have to go down a list of "things i intend for my character to change in some way" and see if that new situation can aid you in that process. this is different from like, writing a book, or pretty much any other form of storytelling, because you can't really just decide "THIS is what will fix my character", you have to be open to the possibility of it being anything. it's most important with obtrusive flaws because, again, it gets annoying having literally the exact same problem you had five years ago, even though in-universe the timeline is like six months.

and when i say "belligerent" or "obtrusive", i mean flaws that are prone to Create A Scene™ or grind the plot to a halt until it's resolved or nullified. flaws that make the scene About That Character instead of about the story. these are fun IN MODERATION, even over long periods of irl time, but not so fun if the character flaw is such that it comes up A LOT. because a flaw in moderation only comes up under certain circumstances, so it doesn't saturate the story and become repetitive.

example: jita has pyrophobia. (obviously this isn't what i'd call a character flaw in a real person, but mechanically, this serves as a good example of "something VERY obtrusive and derailing".) this issue has not gotten much better for her over the 6ish years i've been playing her for a couple reasons that are actually just one reason: she doesn't have to deal with fire THAT MUCH. which means a) she doesn't have many opportunities to work on her pyrophobia, and b) the PYROPHOBIA doesn't have many opportunities to DERAIL THE STORY. when it DOES occur, it's usually rare and interesting enough (i hope; i've been told!) to still be fun, even though technically it's still an issue we, as a group, have been dealing with for 5+ years.

compare that to one of her old, mostly defunct character flaws like her extreme self-centeredness. i knew going into the campaign that she only cared about herself, she had no qualms tripping people if it meant a monster would get them and she could run away, she wanted to get rich and ignore the entire world and all its problems, and i ALSO knew this could not be allowed to exist in its beginning-of-the-story, purest, most un-worked-on form for very long, because it was obtrusive to a story and game about working together. it would come up CONSTANTLY, and it would get old FAST. she gets ASTONISHINGLY better about this, what, a month or two into the in-universe timeline? when A Plot Thing Happens and she realizes how deep into some bullshit she is and how much she can't Unknow how bullshit it is and is now one of the only people in the world who DOES know how bullshit it is. that 75-80% turnaround happens MUCH FASTER than it would've if i was writing the story alone, and it happened in a way i wasn't expecting it to, because with long dnd campaigns, there is an extra factor you're contending with: the experience is LIVE and happening to your ENTIRE PARTY + DM. and the flaw cannot go unchallenged, or barely challenged, in a LIVE EXPERIENCE for too long. that 1-2 months ic took AT LEAST 6-12 ooc.

anyway, i don't have a cohesive conclusion to this post, it's just a really interesting and imo fun example of how much more collaborative and cooperative dnd is compared to other storytelling mediums? you have to do things pretty differently because at the same time you're creating the story, you and your friends are experiencing it. it's something i think may not be obvious to many people going into it for the first time; i certainly didn't realize it during my first long-term dnd campaign, and was just lucky i had already decided my character was more intuitive to "a group of world savers" to begin with, so any flaws she had either didn't come up a lot (so they were fun and rare when they did) or were not plot-haltingly bad (so it wasn't an issue if they came up more often).

i think the most interesting thing i've learned about long-term dnd as a medium is how differently you need to approach obtrusive character flaws? namely in how you resolve them, bc it's one of, if maybe the only mediums where you kinda have to abide by a real life timeline instead of a fictional one. bc long campaigns simply take SO LONG that you pretty much HAVE to be trying to resolve these issues with anything you can bend to that favor. it's even different from taking 5-10 years to write a book, bc the actual experience of READING that book won't take that long. it's different from multiple seasons of a tv show bc there's usually lots of huge timeskips or a nebulously linear timeline in those. but dnd takes exactly as long to create as it takes to experience, and you simply can't have a character be that annoyingly belligerent that long.

i've learned this a ton with jita bc she had a lot of qualities that made her non-conducive to being part of a party of world savers, so everything that was a "frequently grinds the plot to a halt" flaw needed to be worked out on a real life time frame (which was still months if not at least a year, but you see what i mean, right? it can't take your pc 5+ years to have a character arc with their obtrusive flaws bc, frankly, it gets super annoying for your party to be having the same issues FIVE YEARS LATER.)

#yoshi talks #this isn't a character flaw but a good example of “thing that was fun but sucks now” is super gimmicky voice-acting.#i used to play with a guy whose two pcs in the two games i played with him were Mickey Mouse and Batman voice-wise and MY GOD.#IT GETS BAD AFTER A WHILE. i was lucky we played online so i could have his mic at like 10% LMFAO

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filmbyjy · 2 years ago

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heeseung – bad boys

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pairing: lee heeseung x fem!reader

summary: being an orphan was never fun, you had to grow up quicker than most kids and even get a job support yourself. that's how you lived since you were 15. you most definitely did not expect to become a flag girl but here you were and it was all because of money. oh and great to know, the person you hated the most was here too. damn you, lee heeseung.

no.of words: 6.8K words

warnings: sexual references but no smut, cute dog mentioned a bunch of times though, jake being a horn dog as per usual (resident playboy) mention of underage drinking because riki bad boy. foul languages(?)

taglist: @nyfwyeonjun @ncityy04 @cutiejseong @minkyeos @madebyreyy (@onyourecha) @yuakagi @hoonstrology @luvrjn @kawaiisharkcopjudge @missmadwoman @aerinaga @jiwlys @wtfhyuck @astrosmistisa @woniesbakery @purplepuppychild

NOTE: i remember writing this, i wanted to make (name) a girlboss who stuck up for everything heeseung said. yet here i am with 'jam out' heeseung and that y/n was something.

we are almost coming to an end of the stories of each bad boy. they surely had such interesting stories following each of them. our 2nd last boy, heeseung, surely was no different. shall we start listening to his story?

“if i could kill that old man, i would’ve done that a long time ago.” heeseung groans. he places his helmet down on the bench before ruffling his jet black drenched hair. all of it being sweat since it was a hot day. sunghoon snickers.

“that old man is a slip away from death. you don’t have to worry about that. let him fall in the shower and he is done for.” sunghoon pats heeseung’s back.

“where are the others?” heeseung grumbles.

“out and about. i think ni-ki and sunoo are grounded from the last party they went to.”

“they drank?”

“yeah but are we really surprised they did so?”

“no. they need to be sober, we have an upcoming match against SM High. heard their star player, park jisung, had been preparing really hard to beat HYBE High.” sunghoon scoffs before smirking.

“we have 7 star players in our team, SM High only has one. we could beat them easily.”

“now, don’t get too cocky. do you remember what happened when you got too cocky.” heeseung folds his arms. sunghoon grumbles.

“yeah yeah, i know hyung. to be fair, you are a great racer. i just thought i’d win but i guess i underestimated your skills.”

“excuses.” heeseung says. sunghoon huffs.

jay enters the parking lot with his bike, he stops in front of heeseung and sunghoon. he takes off his helmet and threw back his head to fix his hair. sunghoon snorts.

“stop trying to look hot.”

“oh but i’m already hot.” jay smirks. sunghoon rolls his eyes.

“yeah yeah jongseong, we get it. you are the hot shit but just to remind you, i’m equally as hot as you. maybe even more.” sunghoon smirks. jay rolls his eyes, annoyed but he knows sunghoon wasn’t wrong.

“where are the others?” jay asks.

“jungwon is stuck doing class president shit, jake is busy fucking around, sunoo and ni-ki are grounded.” sunghoon explains. heeseung sighs before pinching the bridge of his nose.

“that old man is seriously going to yell at us. competitions are near.”

“I couldn’t give two flying fucks for that old man. he is just using us anyways because of his sugar baby.”

“a sugar daddy that doesn’t have money and exploits other people for their money. he got a whole fanfiction ready to be written for him.” sunghoon says. jay snickers.

“could we not just rebel against him again?”

“because he mentioned that if we helped him, he’d try to find heeseung’s sister.” jay says.

“do we even know if your sister is alive. what if your ‘dad’ killed her.” sunghoon says.

“having a daughter in the family can bring a lot of money. you can sell her off into the black market. didn’t you know that?” jay says.

“we aren’t the mafia. even if so, why wouldn’t heeseung’s sister want to be married off to one? they could be hot for all we know.” sunghoon says.

“now let’s not romanticise the mafia but yeah we practically could be them. we kill people too.” jay says.

“alright you two, let’s not talk about this. as for my sister, i know she’s out there. my ‘dad’ will probably put her into good use one way or another.”

now what happened to our heroine of the story. where were you?

ah right, you were under a pile of homework. as per usual. a fluffball decides to visit you as you were busy working on a math problem.

“leo, i’m busy right now.” the golden retriever puppy climbs onto your lap. how did you get leo? well this puppy was actually found near a horrible scene. someone had unfortunately done some horrible things to its mother and so you decided to nurse the puppy back to health and adopt it. you had buried the mother in a safe location and built a small memorial, she was considered the community dog to many. as of currently, leo is all healthy and he was certainly a playful puppy.

he bites on your sleeve and tries to tug on you to get you to play. you giggled.

“okay, okay little one. you’re lucky that this is extra credit. i’ll play with you.” you grabbed the tennis ball and grabbed leo’s leash. you were living alone, your parents unfortunately weren’t around and you never met them. you grew up in an orphanage. At the age of 15, you decided to live on your own and they allowed you to do so. ‘They’ being the staff that took care of you at the orphanage. you got a job, saved up money and now you were living in a pretty shady apartment but at least it was kinda cozy.

you made it over to the park nearby.

“wanna play?” you asked the puppy, he barks in excitement. “alright, fetch!” you threw the tennis ball. leo chases after the ball and brings it back to you after he finds it.

“you’re a really smart puppy, aren’t you?” you pet the puppy’s head. its tail wags.

“you.” you heard someone say. you looked up and instantly you saw heeseung. the boy who annoyed you to death in school. you rolled your eyes.

“what do you want?” you say. heeseung scoffs.

“you were disturbing me and my peace.”

“listen, i was playing with my dog. they bark, what the fuck do you want me to do?” your puppy tries to climb your leg while whimpering, sensing you were upset.

leo was your comfort, he could sense whenever you were having a breakdown, panic attack or you were just upset. Certainly, he could tell you weren’t too happy right now. you picked the puppy up.

“leo, calm down.” you gave the puppy a small kiss. “i’m okay, thank you.”

heeseung rolls his eyes, “just leave.”

“I was about to.” you throw daggers at heeseung again before leaving. Once you left, heeseung lets out a sigh of relief. why did you look so cute while holding a puppy? the way you gave it kiss, if only it was him that you gave a kiss to- hey wait, you were his enemy! why would he imagine you kissing him?

“she’s a demon in disguise lee heeseung, you do not like her that way!” heeseung lightly slaps his cheeks.

you were stomping your feet as you walked home.

“the nerve of that asshole, i can’t believe him!” you turned to talk to leo. “leo, he’s an asshole right?” the puppy doesn’t say anything.

“oh don’t tell me you think i like him, never in a fucking million years am i falling for that asshole.” you entered the apartment building. the dim lights flickering about to burst any second now. yup, home sweet home. you placed leo down onto the chipped wooden floor, he ran off to your study room which had his toys.

you hummed. you needed to study. there wasn’t much for you to do anyways, this was how your life was. work, study, eat and sleep. it was a constant thing that you had been doing ever since you were 15.

the next day, you knocked on your neighbour’s door. A lovely sweet elderly couple.

“oh (name), have you come here to drop leo?”

“yes grandma.”

“leave it to me. take care of yourself in school.” she says. you thanked her and handed her leo.

school was pretty much the same, of course you knew heeseung was going to pull some snarky remark about you. Tease you, annoy you to death. that was the usual. you were placing your book into your locker, as you shut the locker door, you noticed how heeseung had a smug look plastered on his face. he leaned against the locker beside you whilst folding his arm.

“what do you want?” you asked as you folded your arms.

“just wanted to see what you were up to.” you rolled your eyes at his words.

“what? miss me or something?” heeseung scoffs.

“why would i miss someone like you? you have no special place in my heart.”

“well...if i don’t have any special place in your heart, why do you still bother to annoy me? you could just ignore me and pretend i’m not here you know.”

this catches heeseung off-guard. you smirked before patting his shoulder.

“one could think you have a crush on me, is that true lee?” heeseung glares at you.

“in your dreams, (first name).”

“i would never dream of you, lee.” which was the last thing you said before you walked away from heeseung. not forgetting to knock into him.

“you two look very loving.” jay says. heeseung turns to face jay. the other boys were beside him, seems like they probably saw what happened between you and heeseung. heeseung rolls his eyes.

“i don’t like her like that. besides, what kind of sworn enemies fall for each other?”

“the enemies to lovers kind.” sunoo says.

“enough with you and your fanfiction shit. we have a competition soon. the old man will kill us if we don’t gather and practice. he already scolded me, jay and sunghoon for your irresponsibility.” heeseung says pointing to sunoo, ni-ki and jake.

“sounds like a you problem.” jake says.

“do you want me to tell every girl you’ve slept with that you have a sexual disease?” heeseung threatens. jake gasps.

“okay, i’m sorry! please don’t tell them that. they are still my playtoys and you know i have to get my dick wet every once in a while.”

“tmi dude.” sunghoon says.

“maybe you could abandon those girls and go for your dear enemy jake.” jay says. jake glares at the boy.

“if you think i’m ever going to have sex with her or ever get married to her. you are very wrong.”

“didn’t you lowkey place a bandaid onto her desk once because you saw her knees bleeding?” ni-ki says.

“even if i hate her. i’m not an indecent human being, i still have a heart.”

“yeah, that heart being your dick.” jungwon says. jake holds onto his heart dramatically.

“nah, his brain is his dick. he only thinks with his dick.” sunghoon says. jake gasps.

“are you guys even my friends?? what the fuck.” jake sulks.

“enough. get to class and we will meet up after school at the carpark. if you don’t come, you know what will happen.” heeseung says. heeseung leaves the other 6 boys.

“if you don’t come, yOu knOW whAt happENs.” sunoo mocks heeseung’s voice. “what’s up with him this morning? it’s like he got dumped by (name).”

“maybe he did.” jungwon says.

“I won’t be surprised. he knows the way around flirting and doing illegal shit but when it comes to the one girl he obviously has feelings for, he is shit at it.” jake says.

“you’re all bark but no bite, jake.” jay says.

“what the fuck is that supposed to mean.” jake folds his arms.

“it means you do the exact same thing.” sunghoon flicks jake‘s forehead. the boy winces in pain.

“this is friend abuse I’ll have you know.” jake huffs.

“nah this is friend abuse.” ni-ki shoves sunoo.

“YAHHHH. YOU ASSHOLE.” sunoo shoves ni-ki back. both ni-ki and sunoo were now just bickering back and forth. jungwon sighs.

“and this is why heeseung hyung never leaves us alone.”

“you’re the leader.”

“yeah but you dipshits don’t listen to me.”

“we are older than you, we make our own rules.” jake says.

“it doesn’t work that way.” jungwon deadpans.

“uhh yeah it does? Ever heard of korean age system buddy?” jake states the obvious.

“you’re australian, you white people do not follow the age system.” jungwon folds his arm.

“i don’t even have a single white blood in me, i’m full korean but was born in brisbane.” jake explains.

“I feel like one of your parents are lying, there is no way you are not white. considering, how you act, one could think you are a chad or something.” sunghoon says.

“okay shut the fuck up everyone and get to class.” jay says.

“how about no?” ni-ki says.

“do you want your parents to ground you again and then you won’t be able to join us for the competition and our missions.” jay says. ni-ki pouts.

“fine.”

the 6 boys made their way to their classes, a little late but the teachers could care less about them anyways.

“(name) could you kindly explain to us what is wrong with this equation?” the teacher asks. you sighed. this teacher loved to pick on you, maybe because you were the only one listening in.

you went straight in front of class but not before tripping over something or someone. you looked up. it was one of heeseung’s biggest admirers. since heeseung always ignored her and only paid attention to you, you had been facing the consequences.

“whoops sorry, didn’t see you.” she says, adding a small little smirk at the end. you simply rolled your eyes and dusted your skirt.

you got to the front of the class and started fixing the question on the board. the teacher claps his hand.

“great job (name).”

you bowed and went back to your seat. he was such an annoying ass teacher.

you huffed and settled back at your seat.

could this day get any more worse?

And well it did.

“heeseung, give me back my fucking book.” you jumped to grab the book.

currently, you were in the library. why? because you were studying. however, heeseung being the complete asshole he is…he shows up to terrorise you so now you’ve been trying for the past 1 minute to grab your book for that 6ft giant.

“give me back my book, asshole.” you groaned.

“how about no.” heeseung smirks. you rolled your eyes and then an idea pops in your head.

you tugged on the boy’s tie, he jerks forward. your faces inches away from each other. heeseung’s breath hitches. your eyes land into the boy’s pinkish lips and then you look straight into his doe eyes. It was clear he was flustered by the distance. you leaned forward and you noticed how heeseung’s eyes flutter shut. you smirked.

Before your lips even met, you quickly snatched the book and walked away from him. his eyes flew open and his jaw drops. you turned to him and waved him off, sending him a small wink before you turned the corner. heeseung was baffled, he scoffs before a smile grows on his face.

idiot. was what he thought as the stupid smile on his face doesn’t falter.

when school ends, you ran back home to pick up your puppy. you thanked the lady for taking care of your dog.

“here, i’m sure you haven’t had dinner. I made a little too much and my husband is coming home a little late. enjoy this before you study alright?” the elderly lady says.

“thank you, grandma.” you bowed at her before entering your home. you didn’t have any form of entertainment in your home since you weren’t well off so leo was the only one who kept you company.

you took out your homework and started doing it. Leo nudges the utensils to get you to eat. You smiled and took a bite of the food as you worked on your homework. Leo’s tail wags watching you complete your homework. It felt like leo was a human trapped in a dog’s body, he knew when you don’t want to play, when you need to eat and when you overstress yourself. You were thankful to at least have someone by your side and taking care of you. Of course, the elderly couple that lived next door took care of you extremely well too. they treat you like you were their own granddaughter. they don’t earn much but they still gave you a small sum of money to at least buy food.

Things like this made you feel loved. however, with someone like heeseung existing..you can’t help but hate the world a little. the world was certainly a messed up place. you hear leo whimpering.

“Hmm? oh did i forgot to eat again pup?” you took a bite of the food. He barks, tail wagging to confirm he indeed was trying to get you to eat. “Thank you, pup.” you gave him a small kiss.

“I’m done with homework, wanna play?” you picked up a ball. the puppy barks in excitement. you hear a knock at your door so you went to check on who it was. Once you opened the door, you noticed it was sunoo. you tilt your head.

“what do you want?”

“umm noona, we kinda need help.”

“help?”

“well you know how you have been working at a cafe for a while now and you told me during work hours that you hated the job and it doesn’t pay enough?”

“yeah?”

“wanna work to be those ring girls/flag girls?” sunoo says. you tilt your head.

“sun, i am not going to show skin and wear sexy shit.”

“they pay $2000+ per match and they give you costumes to wear for every match. We usually have about 3 matches every month or so. sometimes even more. Small or large scale.”

That is a lot of money…for a month and surely you’d finally be able to afford an actual phone and pay back to the elderly couple next door.

“okay, i might consider but why did the previous flag girl quit?”

“our boss is kinda particular on girls and he thinks the flag girls have no right to have feelings for any of us.”

“That’s it? The flag girl was fired because she had feelings for one of you?”

“yeah, she liked heeseung hyung so umm our boss found out and fired her.”

“Mmm and why did you come to me?”

“Because you’ve expressed you hate heeseung hyung so much and you don’t have feelings for any of us so you were the best option i could suggest to the boss. please noona, can you do it?” you sighed.

“okay, i’ll do it.” sunoo hugs you.

“Thank you!!” he breaks the hug, “oh! I’ll send you the address, we have training tonight actually but boss says you can come tomorrow.”

“okay.”

“thanks again noona! you’re a lifesaver!” sunoo leaves your apartment. you shut the door and turned to leo.

“what have i just gotten myself into.”

the next night, you had asked the elderly lady to take care of your dog as you would be taking extra shifts for the night. she nods and asks you to take care of yourself as it is late out. You thanked her and went on your merry way.

“Is this even the right place?” you looked up, a pretty knocked up, old and rusty sign labelled ‘sugar shack’.

“I don’t even want to know what kind of sugar they mean.” you shivered. you entered the place and walked along the hallway. a bright light at the end of the hallway which led to the outdoor racing track. It was huge.

your jaw drops.

“noona!” sunoo calls out for you. you went over to where the younger boy was.

and of course, the other boys were there too. they simply watch you walk over to where they stood.

“hi sun.” you smiled.

“she’s the new flag girl?” jay says.

“Yup!” the other boys eyed you down. especially heeseung.

“she’s not exactly the sexy type you know.” sunghoon says. you scoffed.

“sorry for not following the standard you call sexy, park sunghoon. i do what i want to do. Besides, sunoo was the one who approached me. Not you.”

“damn, that’s kinda hot though.” jake says before wrapping an arm around your waist. “do you perhaps want to go on a date with me?” you pushed jake’s arms away from you.

“Thanks for the offer but i don’t date guys like any of you.” you eyed jake up and down. “Especially you.” jake blushes.

“Don’t tell me you popped a damn boner right now, jake.” jay says.

“look, she just eyed me down with that gaze. It’s hot, how am i not supposed to pop a boner?” jake reasons. jay groans.

“hyung, that’s gross.” jungwon says in disgust.

“noona, how about i show you to the changing room. the stylist has already picked out the outfit for you.” sunoo says trying to stray from jake’s convo. you hummed and followed sunoo.

“hyung, please explain to jake how he should stop popping a boner everytime he finds a girl hot?” jay says. heeseung keeps quiet, ni-ki waves his hand in front of the older male.

“Hmm?” heeseung says. the others stare at him.

“are you okay, hyung?”

“yeah, i am.”

“If it’s because you are about to work with your enemy…think of it on the bright side. Umm, you can annoy her more?” sunghoon says. heeseung rolls his eyes.

“just get to your places. we have to practice.” heeseung says before he walks over to his car.

“sheesh, cranky much.” jungwon says.

you left the changing room after changing into the outfit. It was really skimpy, too much skin showing and you felt uncomfortable but you had to think about the money you would be getting and so you went out.

the stares of other staff members were really overwhelming and not in a good way. this wasn’t the stare you’d particularly want, this is the stare of hunger and lust. you noticed how there weren’t many girls as their staff members. There were more males than you’d expect. maybe this is why sunoo wanted you to be their flag girl, there were rarely any girl staff here.

you kept pulling down the short skirt as it barely covered your butt.

“sun, what do i do next?” you asked the younger boy. they were discussing their routes for the race when you called. their eyes laid on you. you looked innocent and certainly the boys were flustered. never have they thought you would look hot wearing such a skimpy outfit.

“well?” you asked again. the boys pushed sunoo forward and he grumbles. A smile grazes his lips as he hands you a flag.

“so you will be counting down before the race starts with this.” he shows the flag, “wave the flag at one and just stand there. The cars will zoom past you and you are done for the day. You can stay and watch us if you’d like. maybe one of the boys could send you home since it’s late.”

you nod.

“jake stop staring at her legs.” jay smacks the back of the boy’s head. jake groans in pain.

“like i said, she’s hot! what am i supposed to do!” heeseung glares at jake and he shuts his mouth.

“oh, lover boy is mad you’re staring at his future girl.” sunghoon says. heeseung rolls his eyes.

“jungwon, it’s your turn for today. you know who you’re up against.” heeseung says. jungwon smirks.

“of course.”

The younger male walks over to his prized possession, his bike. this race included both bike and race cars. it depends really on the profession each competitor is good at. There would be no interchangeable matches, if you owned a bike, you raced with other bikers. Heeseung was the only one who owned a race car, the others owned a bike but that didn’t mean they weren’t great at racing with cars. they were trained to do both.

you got into positions, in between both bikes. the rival team member eyeing you up and down. Heeseung balls up his hands into a fist, jay holding him back from marching forward to teach the guy a lesson.

“None of you are to cross this line prematurely, if you do, that is a foul and you will be marked down for it.” the other guy scoffs.

“we get it sweetcheeks, a game like this is always about cheating and tactics.” he smirks, “and you happen to not have a boyfriend, right? someone as beautiful as you would certainly be a match for me.” he flirts.

you laughed. like straight up, laughed at his face. you smirked.

“you’re right, i’m beautiful but unfortunately, no guy could handle the best head they received their whole life hence i broke up with them.” you came close to the guy and grabbed him by his belt. “would you be able to handle that heartbreak? hmm?”

you shoved him away, “no? too bad. would’ve loved if i was able to give you amazing head. maybe you could even help me out.” you smirked and went to wave the flag. jungwon smirks and gets a headstart. the guy panics and quickly gets on his bike, he attempts to catch up with jungwon.

“noona, you are definitely fit for this job.” ni-ki gives you a thumbs up. you smiled. heeseung grabs his things and storms out of the place. The others were calling for him.

“what’s up with him?” you asked.

“just…angsty emo teen moment?” jay says.

“like you weren’t an angsty emo teen when you killed those guys at the age of 16. i mean, you killed what? 5 guys per week? or was it month? oh, let’s not forget-” sunghoon shuts jake’s mouth from running further. you sighed.

“sorry you had to hear that.” sunoo says.

“It’s fine, i live on the ghetto side. there are at least 2 murders a week so i’m not surprised.” you say.

“you don’t live with your parents?” sunghoon asks.

“I was an orphan since i was a baby. No big deal, been living alone since 15.”

“oh. your life is fine now right?”

“Yeah i am-” heeseung angrily enters and grabs your wrist. “hey! be gentle!” you yelled out to heeseung.

“If the old man asks where i am, just tell him i’m out drinking.” heeseung tells the others. They nod, unable to say anything.

heeseung brings you over to his car and throws his hoodie at you. you gasp and threw his hoodie back at him. he turns to look at you.

“Put it on.”

“no! I am not wearing your hoodie!” heeseung rolls his eyes. he grabs his jacket from the back seat and slings it over you. he tugs on the zip to his jacket to cover you up. You huffed. He starts the car up and drives off.

“Type in the address to your house.” he points to the GPS.

“if you haven’t forgotten, my hands haven't been able to move since you zipped up the jacket.” heeseung sighs.

“Tell me the address then i’ll type it in.”

“what if you stalk me?”

“wasn’t planning to, after all you aren’t my type.” you scoffed before telling him your address.

the drive to your house was somewhat quiet, the only sounds were heeseung humming to the songs playing on the radio and the engine. about 10 minutes later, you arrived at the driveway of the apartment. He was waiting for you to get out so he turns to you expecting you to do so but you don’t.

“What?” you asked.

“Get out. We are here.” you rolled your eyes and fumbled out of the jacket heeseung gave you. you threw the jacket at heeseung and left the car.

“asshole, not even gentleman-like. where the fuck are his manners.” you started to walk away when you felt heeseung grabbing your wrists. he spins you around and drapes the jacket over you.

“it’s cold out and you are wearing something revealing.” he pats your head and quickly enters his car, driving off. you stood there frozen. you quickly got back your senses and went into the apartment building.

the next week consisted of school and being the flag girl. however, as the elderly couple next was sick, you decided to bring your dog over to the place.

“hey, there is our star flag girl!” jake says. you playfully rolled your eyes. jake notices the dog pacing around you. he gasps, “PUPPY!!!” he excitedly kneels down to the puppy and starts trying to get its attention. you laughed.

“I brought leo over since the elderly couple next door are unfortunately sick and can’t take care of him.” jake grabs the puppy and holds him close.

“I finally get to meet him!! He is so precious!!!” jake makes kissy faces at the puppy. leo barks and wags his tail.

“So is the boyfriend that gives you great head?” sunghoon jokes. jay snorts. You lightly hit sunghoon’s arm.

“very funny.”

“Oh come on, it is.”

“This is the only guy that has stuck with me practically my whole life.”

“what are we then? we’ve treated you a bunch, both food and…” sunghoon stares at jake. “pleasure?”

“sunghoon! I already told you i didn’t hook up with jake! It was a curling iron incident!”

“yeah save it. we all know, you and jake have been hooking up!”

“you really think i’d be hooking up with jake a week after actually talking to you guys?”

“it’s jake, he makes anything impossible, possible.”

“Is that his life motto or something?” you ask. jay and sunghoon laughed.

“noona, if you must know. it’s just the beer talking. those idiots had some drinks before.” jungwon explains.

“ah, makes sense whatever they are spewing is nonsense.” you grabbed your bag and tossed it into the dressing room locker.

In this week of knowing them, you grew a little comfortable with them and so they started hanging out in your dressing room. Don’t worry, you changed in the bathroom so they didn’t see anything.

“we are sober!” sunghoon shouts. you waved them off before entering the bathroom and locking it.

you pulled off your shirt when suddenly, a hand grazes your waist. you were about to scream when a hand flies to cover your mouth, preventing you from screaming.

“mind to possibly check the bathroom before you use it?” the voice whispers. your eyes widened. you forcefully pulled the hands off your mouth.

“lee heeseung??” he leans on the bathroom tiles, eyeing you up and down. you looked down at yourself before covering your body up.

“the clothes the stylist picks out doesn’t cover much, it’s not like i haven’t seen you like this before.” you scoffed.

“turn around.” you told him.

“you barged in here while i was smoking.” he folds his arms.

“Well i was going to change so you should leave!”

“Alright.” he eyes you up and down again. “I suggest wearing some tight bodycon outfits. Helps with accentuating your body shape.” he winks before leaving the bathroom. you could hear gasps from outside. you knew the others were assuming something inappropriate.

3am, was when you were done. well when the race was done, jake offered to drive you home since it was already late.

“you just want to play with leo a little longer.” you eyed jake.

“Is it wrong for me to love your dog? He is adorable and layla would love a new friend!”

“dude? We have gaeul and bisco.” sunghoon says. jungwon sighs.

“can we stop fighting about dogs? jake hyung, go drive (name) noona home. she’s had a long day and she’s tired.”

“yes leader-nim.” jake bowed. he holds out his hand ready for you to take it but heeseung slaps his hand on jake’s.

“sorry, change of plans. I’ll be driving (name) home now.” heeseung says.

“hyung, you already madeout with her in the bathroom just now! let me be a gentleman and drive her home!” jake says.

“we didn’t makeout in the bathroom! how many times have i explained to you guys.” you groaned.

“really? cause if i’m not wrong, you were begging for more. you even pulled your shirt off. doesn’t that mean you wanted more?” heeseung says. your jaw drops.

“uhhh.” sunoo awkwardly says.

“that’s umm.” ni-ki says. you took a deep breath.

“lee fucking heesung!” you grabbed his hands and dragged him out. he winks at the boys. Your puppy, leo, follows both you and heeseung out.

you folded your arms as soon as you made it outside of his car.

“Well?”

“what do you want me to say, my dear enemy?” heeseung smirks.

“can you stop with the sexual jokes?”

“you know i’m just kidding (name). Unless…” he leans forward, your breath hitching. “you want it to be real.” he smirks. you rolled your eyes and pushed him away slightly.

“why would i want it to be real? I don’t have feelings for you.”

“really?”

“heeseung, if you think i’d ever forgive you for all the shit you pulled for these 4 years. I’m not going to. you have hurt me multiple times.” you watched his eyes soften, guilt and regret taking over. “just send me home. we have school tomorrow and i have a test, i can’t be late.”

“Yeah, umm.” he unlocks his car and gets in it before realising something. he runs to your side of the door and opens it for you. you tilt your head. “Get in.” you just got in and leo hops up on your lap.

The drive home was silent as per usual.

2 months passed by and well it certainly was different. heeseung wasn’t making snarky remarks at you. Well he still did but it was more harmless. he got on your nerves less which was surprising. something that was weird to you was how protective he was over you.

Every single time any of the boys offered to drive you home, he would pitch in and say he was driving you home. At this point, the boys didn’t even bother asking, knowing heeseung would be the one assigned to drive you home. oh one more thing, the amount of times this boy always flirts with you is actually baffling.

Today was no different. you and the boys were hanging out in the dressing room. You grabbed your outfit and went to change in the bathroom. you noticed heeseung blowing out a puff of smoke. just like 2 months ago…

“why do you always smoke in the bathroom?” you questioned the boy. he huffs another smoke cloud.

“because i am near the guys.” he looks over at you, “and i’m near you.”

And there he goes again. another flirt thrown at you by none other than lee heeseung. you playfully rolled your eyes.

“get out, i need to change.” you stood there with your outfit in your hands.

“we’ve established this 2 months ago, the clothes the stylist gives you practically shows almost everything. It’s not like i haven’t seen everything.”

“you haven’t seen everything. I’m not fully naked.” you deadpan. the male walks closer to you, throwing his cigarette bud on the ground.

“and what if i want to?” he says as he extremely dangerously close to your face. Your breath hitches. He smirks and boldly pecks your lips. your eyes widened, you smacked his arm.

“dude! you just kissed me.”

“i do realise that (name).”

“You can’t just kiss me without consent!”

“you would’ve let it happen either way, am i right?” he raises his brow.

“n-no? why would i let my enemy kiss me.”

“Both you and i know, we have gone past the term enemies. we hang out in the same room without arguing horribly all the time.” you moved back and your back hits the cold tile bathroom walls. he places a hand on one side of you,

“what do you want from me?” you asked him.

it was silent as he thought of what he wanted.

“tell me you like me.”

“huh?” heeseung sighs.

“if you don’t like me like that, i’ll leave you alone and you can forget any of this happened.”

“what do you mean?”

“please.” he voices out. it was clear from his voice that he was about to cry. It was trembling.

A clear knock interrupts what you were about to say.

“noona, is everything okay in there?” sunoo calls out. you hear a gasp. “is heeseung hyung in there again! oh my god, ewww you two better not be doing something disgusting in there!”

you looked up at heeseung and he looks down at you.

“lee heeseung. I-” heeseung pushes himself away from you.

“this isn’t right. i’m forcing you. i’ve messed everything up again.” he says. when he looks back into your eyes, you could see the clear gloss covering his doe eyes. “I should leave.”

you grabbed his wrist.

“heeseung wait.” he stops. “I know you have a lot on your mind right now, you found your sister. she has to stay with you and now problems with the gang. you might have to move away…though i don’t want you to.”

“say that again.” heeseung says. you stood in front of him and held both of his hands.

“I don’t want you to leave.”

“(name), we shouldn’t. I’ve hurt you enough.”

“And that’s the thing. you’ve teased me a bunch of times over the years. I hated you for it but if you leave. who is going to annoy the shit out of me everyday?”

“you can live your normal life without the insults.”

“but what if i liked the attention you gave me.” he looks up at you. “heeseung, i like you.”

The boy keeps silent. he was in shock. why would you still like him after all the horrible stuff he did and say to you? what kind of person would date their bully?

“but why would you-”

“are you not happy that i share the same feelings as you?” you asked him.

“of course i am but why would you like me after i did everything to you. you should hate me not do the opposite.”

“guess i’m fucked up then.” you say.

“(name). are you really sure about this?” heeseung says.

“are you doubting my feelings for you, lee heeseung?”

“no no, it’s just. I really don’t get why.”

“maybe i just like bad boys.” you shrugged. “Besides, you did some sort of make up by not annoying me for the past 2 months. I actually felt comfortable. love and feelings work in different ways. Maybe i just needed to get this awakening to make me realise i like you instead of hating you.”

“(name).”

“just kiss me, idiot. do you not want to kiss your girlfriend?” he blushes, “oh? I made you blush!”

“s-shut up.”

“Oh my god, the almighty lee heeseung blush-” he kisses you. you wrapped your arms around his neck and happily kissed him. his hands grazed your waist, pulling you closer.

By the minute, the kiss progressively grew heated. he definitely showed how much he liked you through the kiss. you hummed against his lips as his cold hands went under your shirt.

you hear a series of knocks at the bathroom door.

“Hey umm, heeseung we kinda need to start the match. The next rival is waiting and he is kinda impatient.” sunghoon says.

heeseung breaks the kiss and groans.

“fine but wait a minute. my lady needs to change.”

“YOUR LADY?? WOAH WOAH THE FUCK HAPPENED IN THERE.” sunghoon yells.

“things happened, now could you please relay the message. I’ll be there in a hot minute.” heeseung says.

“h-hot minute!? don’t tell me you are about to undress (name) and in a non holy way.”

“HOON SHUT IT.” you yelled. heeseung snorts. he hands you the outfit.

“I won’t peek, don’t worry.” he whispers into your ears before turning away. you shook your head and simply took off your shirt and changed into the outfit.

Once you made it out to the track area, you noticed the rival eyeing you down. As per usual. heeseung smirks, his hands wrapping around your waist as you walked towards the rival.

“nice seeing you again.” heeseung says. The guy scoffs.

“your new playtoy?”

“new?” heeseung smirks, “I think she would stick around for a long time though.” heeseung caresses your cheek lovingly.

“she’s ugly by the way.” the guy says.

“she wouldn’t be ugly if everyone wasn’t caught staring at her.” heeseung retorts back. The guy clenches his fist. you walked over and grabbed the flag. the race starts after you finished counting down. it was obvious who was going to win.

heeseung passes the finishing line with a huge gap against his rival. he doesn’t even bother looking back at his rival before making his way over to you.

“let’s leave together.”

“yes.” was all you said. heeseung pulls into a passionate kiss and spins you around happily.

love, it worked in many weird ways. you never thought you’d fall in love with the same guy who you despise but here you were and there were many more years to come with him.

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen imagine #enhypen angst #enhypen smut #enhypen fluff #heeseung #heeseung imagines #heeseung imagine #heeseung angst #heeseung smut #heeseung fluff #enhypen x y/n #enhypen x reader imagines #enhypen x reader #enhypen bad boys

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slarpg · 2 years ago

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SUPER LESBIAN ANIMAL RPG v1.1 IS HERE! This is the most substantial patch since launch. On top of the usual bug fixes, we have new area maps, the new Additional Guidance mode, and most importantly... Melody now has a pet cat!! Look at him

As always, Steam users should get the patch automatically, while itch users can redownload the game from the store page. Common technical questions are also addressed in our FAQ page.

To try and manage expectations here, while this update contains more than the usual bug fixes, I don't currently have any plans to add a huge amount of content to the game. Right now I think it's already long enough, and the game's structure (with a definitive ending and no postgame) isn't conducive to adding DLC. And also, you know, what's there already took almost eight years of my life to make, and that kinda takes a lot out of you. But these additions felt like they would meaningfully improve the experience of what's already there.

Full changelog below!

v1.1 Changelog

"New content":

Additional Guidance mode can now be toggled on or off from the start of the game or via the in-game Options menu! When enabled, this will occasionally offer more direct hints on what to do next in a few specific parts of the game for more story-focused players - particularly a few puzzle segments, as well as helping you find the side content late in the game.

Ultimately, the total number of hints added across the game is low. Exploration, dungeon puzzles, and returning to previously-visited areas with new tools are core pillars of SLARPG's design, and I don't want to hold the player's hand every step of the way. But these specific bits have been parts where some players just gave up and messaged me (usually at like 3am), or posted a cry for help in the #SLARPG tag on Twitter. Which isn't optimal! So now an extra nudge in the right direction exists in-game, should you ever need it.

New area maps have been added for the Amber Woods, Sapphire Coast, and Uncanny Valley! They can be acquired from Park Ranger Taylor, the beach souvenir shop (first accessible in Act III), and Rafael, respectively.

And finally, as was originally intended, Melody now has... a pet cat in her house!! He is truly the most important part of this patch, and the most important thing that will ever be patched into the game.

Other tweaks:

Unrevealed enemies should no longer have their health bars displayed when using multi-target attacks.

The menu (and, by extension, the options menu) can now be accessed during the Prologue.

Fixed the Bestiary entries for the Loot Scooter and Helper Jelly not properly unlocking in the Sapphire Coast.

The animation for Megalith from the Geomancer Spellbook now plays for each individual enemy that's caught in its area of effect. (A compatibility issue was found with the script that made AoE attacks only play one animation, and this was the only skill in the game that needed said script.)

Originally the columns in the last "puzzle" room of the Flurry Mountains had no collision because that room is just a joke and I didn't want people to get stuck in a maze that exists purely for a gag but they now have collision so that I stop receiving bug reports about it

Added new line when entering the Fortune Teller's shop late in Act IV (or Act V) saying that he can help locate uncompleted major side quests at that point in the story. (He will now also point you in the direction of Fawna's side quest if you haven't completed it.)

A backup method of acquiring the missable Spellbook in Act III has been added late in Act IV. (You can still only get it once.)

The Crypt boss can no longer be defeated in a way that makes a certain unique status ailment remain after the battle.

There's now an additional warning at save points past the point of no return.

Other minor fixes.

Enjoy the update, everyone!

#update

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erina-writes-headcanons · 2 years ago

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hello, erina, my friend. could i ask (if you have time) for short headcanons for Akashi Seijuurou, Kuroko Tetsuya and Makoto Hanamiya and their s/o, who is a world-famous writer of criminal and horror novels? i am just curious what the relationship would be between a basketball player and a writer! lots of love for you and please, take your time with it!

Kuroko Tetsuya, Akashi Seijuurou and Makoto Hanamiya Having an S/O Who are A Criminal and Horror Author

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A/N: Hello there my best girl @pillow-anime-infos! I am glad that you requested me this headcanon because I was also thinking what if my KNB Crushes having S/O who is a popular novelist! I hope you like the final result!

Gender: Neutral

Warning: Profanities at Hanamiya

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Kuroko Tetsuya

Inside of this headcanon, even though Kuroko doesn't seem like it. He would love all of your books even though your books have a horror or crime genre.

The first time he knows that you are working as an author of horror and crime fiction. He was surprised but not in a bad way. He was rather surprised because he did not expect that from you.

However, after that surprised reaction was thrown away. I can see that he is very proud of you and he would be very supportive to you to become an even bigger author.

I believe that Kuroko likes to read any kind of book even though it is not mentioned in the wiki or in any canon. However, I do not think that he likes horror.

I believe Kuroko would prefer your crime fiction books to horror books. I just believe that he is slightly squeamish if he had to read a gore part and the part where there's a jumpscare (or some kind of paranoid sensation after reading the book.)

I believe he enjoys crime fiction books, especially the one that looks like Sherlock Holmes because I do think that he likes to solve the mystery as he read the book.

Kuroko would also gladly help you to make better crime fiction while helping you write the story by giving you some of his suggestions to make the reader even think more to solve the problem inside of the book.

He would also watch all of your crime fiction movies that were adapted from your book. I don't think he would mind if it ended up slightly different but he does wish the movie followed the plot unless if it is too gory then he understand why it was removed.

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Opening the front door of the house, a loud creaking sound could be heard along with the sound of sighing in exhaustion, "I'm home..." the person said as his eyes tried to look around his spouse. It was rather strange because usually she/he/they would go home more late than him as he could hear a clicking sound behind the kitchen.

Kuroko was silent for a moment before he closes the door, putting his shoes away, changing it with the house slipper and locked the door. He steps away from the living room as he trudges slowly, following the sound of the typing. His hands grab the knob of the door before he twists it open to see you on your computer.

"(Y/N)-san? I thought you will stay in the office," Kuroko asks, not expecting that you're not in your working place.

"My office room in my working place is under repair with the employee and editor's room too because there are broken water pipes with short circuit . So everyone can work in their house for a few months until everything is fixed," you told him without looking at him in the eyes.

You did not feel his presence getting close to you as Kuroko slightly bent down to see the words in the E-book that you edited. His blue eyes notice the scenes that you just wrote are lacking the elements of codes as you made a secret riddle inside of that page and the reader needs to guess it.

The gear in his head slowly moving around until an idea popped out, "(Y/N)-san. Don't you think the detective would figured it out immediately the almond scent is from the cyanide? I think you can use the ice cube trick as the killer killer his victim," he pointed out.

"Oh yeah, thanks sweetheart for telling me," You turn around to peck his cheeks.

Even though his face was as blank as a paper sheet, there were pink tints on his cheeks after he received a kiss from you. He's glad that he married you even though many people fear you for working as a crime and mystery author.

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Akashi Seijuurou

Inside of this headcanon, I believe that Akashi Seijuro is a book lover. Not as much as Mayuzumi but he still enjoys them nonetheless. Even if the book is non-fiction or fiction.

I do believe Akashi is not too surprised when he knows that you are one of the most popular authors in the country or in the town. Akashi is very observant.

When I said observant, he would notice that you would often invite your editor to your house as he listen to your conversation with them.

He would also notice your style of writing where he can point out the distinction between your writing style with the other authors from your books.

Akashi likes your books, both Horror and the crime fiction. However, he prefers the crime fiction than the horror books that you made.

It's not because he is scared of horror stories because I do believe he is not someone who is easily scared. He rather chooses Crime fiction because he likes to stimulate his brain to think more.

I can see he would also help you write some scenes in the crime fiction story by giving some suggestions and helping you add some riddles inside of the story.

Akashi would also be proud of you for becoming one of the biggest authors and I can see he would show you off to his acquaintances, his friends and his family about you.

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Staring at the figure in front of you, it feels like the person in front of you wasn't you even though it was your reflection. They were wearing an amazing gown or suit for the upcoming party that would be soon celebrated together with Akashi and other big figures that you never met before.

This celebration is for your biggest hit in the book titled 'The Deadly Jazz' about the fight between the biggest detective and the biggest mafia in Japan as the book was adapted into one of the biggest and most popular movies in Japan. The book itself was a little bit inspired by Akaashi's life where the father of the mafia always controlled his son.

Taking a deep breath, you closed both of your eyes, shaking your head and trying to remove that ugly thought away since today was supposed to be your happy day. A knock could be heard from outside of the door but you did not hear it at all as you still keep staring at your own reflection.

"(Y/N)-san? Are you ready yet?" he did not receive your answer.

"....(Y/N)-san?" He calls your name once again

Akashi decides to hold the knob of the door before twisting it open and pushing the door away. His red eyes glance at you, standing there with a frown on your face. The frown on your face clearly told him that you don't feel that you're beautiful even though the clothing that you wear right now is hugging every inch of the curve of your body and showing your ethereal beauty.

Akashi walks up on you, wraps his arms around you before he pull you close to his chest, "(Y/N)-san. Do you feel you are not beautiful/handsome enough?"

"...Yes," You mutter.

"...Do not be sad, my darling. You are the most attractive person in her. You are also one of the greatest author in this country, and you are the dearest person in here. You are perfect," he kisses the temple and the crown of your head.

"..Stop trying to flatter me, Akaashi-kun. You're making me embarrassed," you looked away with a red face.

"I am not trying to flatter you, (Y/N). I am just stating the fact that you should love yourself," His lips curved into a tiny smile before he hugs you closer.

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Hanamiya Makoto

It is canon that in his free time when he is not practising basketball, his hobby is reading books and because of that. I believe that he enjoys horror, crime fiction, thriller, mystery, or any kind of heavy novel books.

Hanamiya loves the type of book that also can stimulate his brain so it was no wonder that he can be one of the most tricky basketball players in KnB.

Unlike Kuroko and Akashi, he is not someone who expresses love and affection even though the person is close to him. Because of that, he wouldn't be directly says he likes your book directly to your face.

You have to be observant to notice that he likes your book and is secretly proud because I see he does enjoy your crime fiction and horror novellas.

He would not directly say that your book is good like Akashi and Kuroko. Because I said you have to be observant, the reason is that there would be some expressions from him that accidentally escape as he read some scenes that he finds it's good.

He doesn't help you like Akashi and Kuroko by giving you a direct suggestion. His suggestion to make your story would be rather indirect and you have to figure it out.

Hanamiya would also make fun of you if he finds some of the scenes of the story in your book do not make sense or if he thinks certain scenes are stupid and need to be revised.

However, I do think he would kind of help you if you ask him for his help to make a gore scene in your book but yes, he would make fun of you in the first time before he helps you out.

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The ticking sound of the alarm clock on the nightstand along with the sound of the typing from the screen in front of your eyes keeps teasing you. As if those things are teasing you with the upcoming deadline and reminding the sound of your grumpy editor. As an author it is required that you have a creative mind.

However, it is getting difficult for you to even think of an idea for your horror story that you are going to publish soon. It stresses you off, almost all of your ideas to make the next scene in chapter five are not scary enough to make the reader realize the fear that she would install inside of them.

"No....that torture idea is not scary enough," you whisper to yourself, shaking your head and deleting the paragraphs before you revised all of the words.

"Tch, what the hell are you doing. You look like Sadako from the movie ring, maybe you would even be the next ghost in that movie" a familiar voice commented on your stressed state.

Across from the bedroom with the door wide open, you see Hanamiya giving you a scrutinizing look, judging your miserable state with dishevelled hair, bags under your eyes, dried skin and blood-shot eyes. He was right, you look horrible with your state after stressing more than an hour just to create a scary scene.

"What's it to you?" you roll your eyes at his comment.

"Haha, did I hurt your feeling?" His eyes squinted a little bit with a mocking smile.

"Whatever, just help me in this book. I need your fucking brain to create a scary scene," you sent a glare at him.

"Nahhh, Do it on your own," he walks to the bathroom sink, cleaning his face to wash the dirt and oil away from his face. Knowing him, you didn't put his words into your heart as you roll your eyes once again before continue typing your story down.

Soon enough, there was a tiny shift next to you. You don't need to look at your right side, knowing it is your husband Hanamiya. However, what he did surprises you a lot. Nonetheless, you appreciated his comment.

"Isn't the victim have a large built? It's better if the killer uses The Iron Maiden for the victim, their blood and gut spilt more rather than just using a giant swinging axe," his eyes glances at the pharagraph.

"....Yeah, I just realized that. Thanks, McEyebrows," you look at him, giving a tiny peck on his jaw.

"Tch, just continue writing, moron." he clicked his tongue, shoving you away but not hard enough to make you fall from your bed.

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domesticblisss · 2 years ago

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like the wind and sea

eddie munson x female reader rating: mature. minors dni word count: 1617 summary: reader arrives in hawkins after the upside down battle and meets a cute guitar player at the hideout. warnings: a little angst, a little smut and a whole lot of fluff. basically a fix-it fic, mentions of drugs, eddie's scars, both parts being self conscious, reader has a bit of a rough past she doesn't really talk about and pet names (babe, princess). inspired by lana del rey's "brooklyn baby"

If anyone asked her what was her favourite thing about Eddie, she would probably say it is his guitar skills.

She remembers the day they met vividly. She had just arrived in Hawkins, the town slowly building itself again after the whole Upside Down catastrophe.

It was a tuesday night, the first one after her arrival, and she needed a cold beer and some good time to relax after moving in.

She found herself at The Hideout, a dingy bar at the outskirts of the city. A sign at the door said that Corroded Coffin played that night. As she entered the bar, she smiled, thinking it would be a fun way of spending the night.

The place was small, a little beat up, and, as expected for a tuesday night, not a lot of people were in attendance.

As the first cords of “Master of Puppets” started playing, she sat down at one of the tables in front of the stage. The band was good, a group of four teenagers committed to the cause.

The guitar player was the one that stood out for her.

He was tall and lean, a bit older than his bandmates, his hair was the messiest and frizziest shag she had ever seen, she was sure her New York friends would envy him. He sported black jeans, a white t-shirt paired with a plaid shirt and a leather jacket, and some beat up Reeboks. But what really caught her attention was his fingers. Long, nimble fingers, so dexterous, hitting all the cords perfectly, even with his multitude of heavy rings.

He winked at her when he noticed her staring and she prayed that the dim lights didn’t show the way she closed her legs uncomfortably.

The concert ended and she moved back to the counter to grab another beer. She noticed the guitar player saying goodbye to his friends by the door, quickly averting her gaze when she realised he was coming her way.

“Hey, I’m Eddie.” He said and she gave him her name.

“You are new here, aren’t you?”

“Oh, you’ve noticed.”

“Well, the town isn’t that big and we usually get a crowd of about the same five drunks every tuesday, so…”

She laughed at his answer.

“I’m serious, sweetheart. Someone like you is hard to not notice.”

They talked all night, Eddie telling her a bit about life in Hawkins before and after the happenings and how his own life had changed, her talking about how she had left New York hoping to leave problems behind and live life in a quieter place, which earned her a “Are you crazy, babe? Haven’t you heard what I just said? Haven’t you seen the news?”. The high pitched tone of his voice made her laugh.

He offered to take her home and they ended the night making love on the back of his van.

Making love.

She had never made love in her life before. She always fucked, her friends, unknown people in bathroom stalls, the random dudes she had two week relationships with. But with Eddie she made love.

The van had broken down in the middle of the highway and after all the efforts – in vain – to get it back moving, they decided to stay inside the vehicle and talk. They talked more about life, about love, about relationships and somewhere in the middle of their conversation she ended up straddling his lap in the back of the van.

His hands roamed her body as hers roamed his, feeling the bumps of fresh scars on his torso. Eddie winced and backed away, breaking this kiss.

“Can you not–” he grimaced, ”things are not pretty down there, princess.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve got– I’ve got s-scars all over.” Eddie was visibly nervous, voice trembling and he could barely look her in the eyes.

Her hands went to his hair, tucking away a few rebellious strands before cupping his face. “Eddie, can you look at me?” Her voice is soft.

He did. His brown, baby cow eyes looked at her, the mix of anxiety, fear and shame in them almost made her cry.

“I don’t care, okay? I’ve got my own! And I’ve known you for like, three hours and in my head all I can think about is how you are one of the coolest and hottest guys I’ve ever met.”

Eddie laughed.

“I’m serious, Eddie. You are beautiful, you are funny, and you are a fucking hero, okay? Don’t let anybody tell you otherwise. Promise?”

“Yeah.” he nodded.

She kissed his scars and his worries away, he showed her how fast his fingers are.

They made love that night, and several nights after that.

They fell into a routine, she would watch him play every tuesday at The Hideout, they would go back to hers or his or to wherever the van decided it was good enough.

They would cook together, well, after Eddie almost burned her house down trying to make breakfast, she would cook and Eddie would wash the dishes, they would go to the drive-in with the gang and make out in the backseat of Steve’s car, much to his demise.

But her favourite thing still was the moments she spent in silence with Eddie, just watching him playing guitar.

Much like what they are doing right now.

It’s a hot summer afternoon, the air conditioning of Eddie’s trailer doing little to nothing to help them cool down. Her body is covered in sticky sweat, a mix of the countless orgasms Eddie gave her and of the heat itself, and a thin sheet.

He’s sitting down on a chair near the door, his hair a mess, wearing nothing but his boxers and a joint on his lips. Sweetheart lays across his lap, Eddie is playing a song she knows she has heard before, but doesn’t really care to remember its name.

His fingers are lazily strumming the chords and he smiles a just as lazy smile when he catches her looking at him.

“Staring isn’t nice, princess.”

“Sorry.” she answers, one of the few times she felt genuinely embarrassed in her life. Something about Eddie gets her guard down.

“Don’t be, I like it when it’s you.” he winked at her. “Like something you see?”

“I like a lot of the things I see.”

“Yeah? Like what?”

“Your hair.”

“Really?”

“Mhm. And I like your chest.”

“Wow! Anything else?” He teased her.

“Your neck littered with love bites, your lips, I particularly love your thighs.”

“My thighs?!”

“Your thighs… especially with Sweetheart on top of them.” The confession made him blush. “But what I really like the most are your fingers.”

Eddie laughed, a genuine, heartfelt laugh, one only Dustin could get out of him most of the time. “I guess I have an idea why you like them so much.”

“Yeah, you do.”

Eddie set Sweetheart down, getting back to bed with her. He kissed her, a gentle but desperate kiss, his hand grabbing her hair and the other caressing the nipple that wasn’t covered by the sheet. An unexpected moan from her made them break the kiss.

“Hi.” he said, giving her a lovesick smile.

“Hi.”

“Can I ask you something?” Eddie said as he laid down. She changed position, turning around so she could lay her head on Eddie’s belly to look up at him.

“Shoot.”

“Do you– umm, have you ever told your New York friends about me?” Nervousness is clear in his voice. He usually doesn’t give a fuck about what people think about him, but something about her, about the cool people she always talks about made him want to be cool enough for her, for them.

“Oh, Eddie, of course I do. All the time, to be honest.” The confession made her a little embarrassed.

“And what do you tell them?” Eddie almost regretted the question.

“Well, I tell them that my boyfriend is in a band, that he plays guitar and rolls the best joints.”

Eddie laughs.

“Yeah… I tell them that I’m begging him to learn how to play Blondie to no avail.”

“You and your Blondie obsession.”

“Excuse me but Debbie Harry is one baddest bitches out there. I wish I was as cool as her.”

“I gotta give you that, but you are so much cooler than her. Hotter too.”

Eddie’s wink made her laugh and she kissed him.

“They love you, Eddie. And they really want to meet you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I was– well, I was thinking about maybe we could go there next month? Umm, it’s summer, we don’t really have much to do and Metallica is playing there on a saturday and we could just, you know…” She doesn’t know where the anxiety came from, since Eddie hardly would say no to Metallica.

She always felt like Eddie was too good for her. Like he was some sort of dream that she would wake up from and lose him. Eddie is the first person she called “boyfriend”, her longest relationship, he was the first person to ever make her feel loved and accepted besides her friends. Her biggest fear was to sound too clingy or too pushy for him, afraid it would make him change his mind about her.

Eddie grinned, his happiness infecting her.

“Watching Metallica with my best girl and her cool friends? That’s like, the dream babe. Of course we are going.”

Eddie kissed her, kissed her worries away all the afternoon like she did with him on their first night together.

Yeah, maybe Eddie’s guitar skills were her favourite thing about him, but now Eddie is her favourite thing about him. Just plain old Eddie.

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