#inspired by boyfriends webtoon

[delulustateofmind]

You Can't Just Play God

SatoSugu x Reader Inspired by a comic on Webtoon: Never Ending Darling and that one anon asking about how things would go if you were dating Geto and Gojo entered the relationship instead.

TW: No Curse AU/Modern Au, Horror? Yandere Behaviors (Obsessive, Possessive, Manipulation, Etc.), SatoSugu, Dubcon, Implied Noncon, Murder, Disturbing deaths, Blood, Gun violence, Reader Dies Multiple Times, smut, spooky lab tech (not used for smut), academic theft. MDNI. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

WC: 7.5k

Enjoy! I'm going to touch grass now :)

The cycle repeats.

A new age, a new era—and you had a goddamn headache.

The chimes of your alarm dragged you out of sleep, their shrill notes cutting through the haze clouding your mind. A groan slipped through your lips as you sluggishly threw an arm over your face as the sun’s obnoxiously bright rays streamed through your curtains, making everything somehow worse. Judging by the pounding in your skull, you had to assume you were hungover. Not that you could confirm it—these days, your memories were more like fragmented snapshots, and last night was no exception.

Reaching for your side table, you fumbled to silence the grating K.K. Slider alarm jingle that seemed ten times louder than usual. The sudden quiet was a relief, but only for a moment. Your groan deepened as you noticed the sweet note left behind by your boyfriend—no, fiancé. That term still felt foreign, awkward on your tongue.

“For the love of my life, please stop with your antics, sweet girl.” —Sugu.

Beside the note sat a neatly placed hangover tonic and a couple of pills, his familiar thoughtfulness easing some of the tension in your chest. You popped the pills and chased them with the tonic, grateful for his foresight, though the nagging truth lingered: you didn’t remember going out last night. At all.

The sensation wasn’t new, but it never got less unsettling. A blank space where memories should be. A creeping sense of unease settled over you as you swung your legs over the edge of the bed. Your head throbbed with the effort, each beat of the headache a sharp reminder of how little control you seemed to have over your own life lately.

You padded downstairs in your pajamas, still half-asleep and half-questioning your existence. The familiar scent of breakfast wafted through the house, but it did little to clear the fog in your mind. Despite Suguru’s persistent efforts, you still lived at home with your parents. You’d insisted you weren’t ready to move in with him yet. He’d even offered to kick out his roommate and business partner—your college best friend, Gojo Satoru—to make space for you. You still said no.

“You’re so lucky to have a man like him, Y/N,” your mother chimed from the kitchen, her voice cutting through your haze. She stood by the stove, spatula in hand, her words laced with just enough mom judgment to make you wince. “He carried you home, helped you shower, and got you changed. You don’t find men like that anymore.”

You don't remember any of that however -

She wasn’t wrong. Somehow, you’d managed to score Geto Suguru, the golden boy of your university days and a literal campus heartthrob. Dreamy looks, a sharp mind, and a personality that could charm even the grumpiest professor. He was, by all accounts, perfect. A goddamn dreamboat. And all because you were friends—well, “friends”—with Gojo Satoru.

The term "friends" was generous. You’d been stuck with him for every group project and PhD research assignment imaginable, his sharp intellect rivaled only by his inability to take anything seriously. Yet, through some twist of fate, that irritating partnership had landed you Suguru.

And now, here you were: hungover, disoriented, and trying to piece together just how you’d gotten so lucky. Lucky wasn’t the right word—it was a miracle. A once-in-a-lifetime kind of miracle.

As you poured yourself a glass of water and leaned against the counter, you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to last night than just drinks and laughter. Maybe you should stop drinking.

Because while you had a doctorate, had been part of some of the most groundbreaking research in the medical field, and somehow scored a partner who now co-owned one of the biggest medical organizations in the country…

You still didn’t have a real job.

Sure, you worked at a café on weekends, but that didn’t exactly scream “career success.” The smell of burnt espresso and sugary syrups clung to your clothes, and your paycheck barely covered your expenses and crippling student debt.

Suguru had been practically begging you to come work with him. He’d pitched every possible reason, his voice honey-smooth and infuriatingly persuasive. “We’d make a great team,” he’d say, always with that easy smile. Or, “You’d finally get to put that brilliant mind to use,” followed by a soft kiss on your forehead. And, of course, the practical approach: “You could stop getting burned by scalding coffee every other Saturday.”

But your answer never wavered. It was always a firm no.

Why should you take advantage of your boyfriend’s—fiancé’s—accomplishments? It wasn’t his fault you felt like a freeloader in your own life. But working with him would only cement that feeling, wouldn’t it? And let’s be honest: there was no way you could survive the smug, self-satisfied smirks Gojo Satoru would throw your way every. Single. Day.

The thought alone made your headache throb harder.

Your mother’s voice cut through your spiraling thoughts—the kind of thoughts you really should’ve been saving for your therapist. “Did you hear me, Y/N? You’re lucky he even tolerates you living here at your age,” she quipped, half-joking, half-serious.

You sighed, forcing yourself back to the present as she set a plate of breakfast in front of you. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you wondered if Suguru’s offer would ever stop looming over you.

“Can you bring Suguru his bento? Oh, and I made one for Satoru, too! You don’t bring him around anymore. I miss that cute smile of his,” your mother hummed, nodding toward the perfectly packed bento boxes lined up on the counter.

Dragging a hand down your face. At least running this errand was better than being stuck at home, drowning in wedding prep, and trying on half a million dresses your mom insisted on. “It’s the least you could do,” she always said, as if you weren’t already suffocating under the weight of your own existential dread.

“Sure,” you muttered, knowing resistance was futile. Besides, it wasn’t like you had any real plans today.

After a quick shower and throwing on something that looked presentable enough for public, you grabbed the bento boxes and headed out. The warm sunlight and cool breeze were a temporary reprieve, a small comfort as you made your way to their office—their office.

 It was better than the alternative of staying at home and listening to your mother’s words about floral centerpieces and seating arrangements. Barely.

Their company was part of this “new era,” the one everyone couldn’t stop raving about—and you’d been a huge part of its foundation. Back in the day, you and Satoru had cracked the code to altering DNA, finding a way to cheat death. If you could afford the astronomical price tag, mortality was no longer your concern. People who were once riddled with cancer could now return home cancer-free, spared the agony of losing limbs or enduring endless rounds of chemo.

You’d only been part of solving the formula, though. The groundwork. Satoru had the funding, the connections, and the relentless drive to take it further. Once you stepped out of the picture, you hadn’t kept track of the system or its progress. You didn’t ask, and no one offered answers.

The alteration had been applied to most of the foundational jobs—political leaders, police officers, high-ranking officials. It was a standard requirement now, a guarantee of longevity and efficiency in roles deemed too crucial to risk mortality.

These days, people were willing to go into crippling debt to get the procedure done, their desperation outweighing the staggering price. After all, what was a lifetime of debt if you couldn’t die? No risk of death meant no fear of defaulting, and for many, that trade-off was worth it.

The procedure had shifted society’s balance, turning death into a choice rather than an inevitability—but at a cost few truly understood.

The business was beginning to have a cult following after being backed by the world's leaders.

And yet, not everyone shared the world’s admiration for the scientific marvel housed within that towering, double-helix-shaped skyscraper in the heart of Tokyo. Protestors were a constant presence outside the building, their chants about ethics blending with the dramatic videos they displayed of humanity spiraling into chaos. You’d seen their demonstrations so many times it had faded into background noise.

Still, as you approached the sleek, futuristic entrance, a pang of guilt crept in. What had once been your passion now felt like a story you’d abandoned—a story that no longer felt like yours.

Maybe there was a hint of resentment buried beneath the guilt. Maybe, deep down, you wished you’d taken Satoru’s offer back then, even if you knew it wouldn’t have made things easier. But that was a door you’d slammed shut long ago, and no amount of hindsight could undo it.

Shaking your head to clear the thought, you stepped through the automatic doors. The familiar hum of the lobby enveloped you, the pristine white interior and futuristic decor unchanged since the last time you’d been here. Security nodded as you passed, their recognition swift and unquestioning.

The private elevator awaited a sleek capsule of steel and glass that carried you straight to the top floor. The ascent was smooth and silent, yet the weight in your chest grew heavier with every passing second.

There, you were greeted by Suguru’s stunning, sharp-eyed assistant. Even after countless encounters, Manami gave you that same unreadable look—like she was quietly sizing you up, or maybe judging you in some understated, professional way. It wasn’t outright rude, but it was just enough to make your skin crawl.

The treacherous thought crept into your mind, uninvited: Maybe he should be dating her instead. No—marrying her. She fit into his world so effortlessly. Polished, composed, and clearly brilliant, Manami seemed like the perfect match for someone as successful and poised as Suguru. Meanwhile, you still felt like a guest who’d overstayed their welcome, fumbling to keep up in a world that wasn’t yours.

It was a ridiculous thought, and you knew it. Late-night Reddit doom-scrolling had reassured you that insecurities like this were perfectly normal, even if they were soul-crushingly embarrassing. Deep down, you understood that your so-called “little life” wasn’t the problem. The problem was you—stuck in your own head, drowning in doubts that never seemed to let up.

But no matter how loud the voice in your head got, one thing you couldn’t ignore: Suguru would never leave you. You were sure of that. If anything, he clung to you like his life depended on it—unfortunately. And for reasons you couldn’t quite put into words, that unwavering devotion only made it harder to believe you deserved him.

You shifted awkwardly in the too-fancy armchair across from Manami’s desk, clutching the bag of bentos like it might save you from drowning. “Nice weather we’re having,” you mumbled, trying to fill the heavy silence with small talk.

Manami barely glanced up, her manicured fingers pausing just long enough to adjust the nameplate on her desk before resuming their rhythmic clatter against her keyboard.

“Hm,” she hummed, a noncommittal response that somehow managed to sound both polite and dismissive at the same time.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, forcing yourself to look anywhere but at her. The room, much like the rest of the building, was sleek and pristine, designed to impress. But the air felt heavy, the quiet tension between you and Manami a constant reminder that this wasn’t your world. It was theirs.

And you weren’t sure you’d ever truly belong.

You sighed, muttering a quiet “Alright,” under your breath, and returned to fidgeting with the straps of the bag. Your eyes wandered down to the weight on your left hand—the engagement ring.

It was stunning. Too stunning. The kind of ring that screamed wealth and class, the kind that seemed like it should belong to someone like her. Another insecure thought, you supposed, but brushing it off was easier said than done. The gnawing doubt settled deep in the pit of your stomach, refusing to budge. Perhaps another conversation to save for your therapist. 

The soft click of a door unlocking snapped you out of your spiral. You looked up to see Suguru stepping out, his familiar, easy smile lighting up his face as his dark eyes landed on you. The way his gaze swept over you still sent butterflies fluttering through your stomach. Even after all this time, he still had that effect on you.

“There’s my sweet girl,” he murmured warmly, his voice low and soothing as he extended a hand toward you.

You stepped forward, slipping your hand into his. His grip was firm yet tender, grounding in a way that made your chest tighten. He gave your hand a small squeeze before adding, “You could’ve waited with Satoru, you know. He misses you.”

The mention of Satoru made your skin crawl. Missed you? That was one way of putting it. You were marrying Suguru, yet Satoru still didn’t seem to grasp the concept of personal space. No matter how often you tried to address it, he always found a way to push the boundaries.

The casual hand lingering too long on your thigh. The hugs that felt tighter and lasted longer than they should. The kisses to your cheek that came far too often to be innocent.

You’d brought it up to Suguru so many times, and his response was always the same, a calm dismissal wrapped in a reassuring smile: “He’s harmless.”

But it didn’t feel harmless to you. Not even close.

Once inside Suguru’s office, you set the bag of bentos down on his desk, taking a step back to collect yourself. Before you could settle, he was already there. The door clicked shut behind him, his long, purposeful strides closing the space between you in seconds.

You barely had time to react before his lips crashed into yours, his hands gripping your waist as he pulled you into his arms. The force of the kiss left you breathless, his presence overwhelming as his fingers pressed against the fabric of your shirt.

“Missed you,” he murmured against your lips, his tone softer now, the affection in his voice sending a familiar heat blooming in your chest.

For a moment, you let yourself sink into him, into the comfort of his touch. He always felt safe. A fuel for comfort perhaps. 

“You were such a mess last night,” he murmured against your lips, trailing kisses down to your neck as he pushed you to sit on the edge of his desk. His hands guided your legs around his waist, holding you close as he continued his slow assault of affection. You swallowed hard against the tightness in your throat.

“You’re lucky your friend called me,” he added softly, his words brushing against your skin like a tease.

Closing your eyes, you tilted your head back as his lips moved down the column of your neck. You’d learned not to push him away when he got like this—it always left you feeling guilty afterward.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, the words barely audible.

Suguru’s fingers worked at the buttons of your blouse, his hands warm and conscious as he hiked up your skirt. You shivered under his touch, the chill of the room clashing with the heat of his hands.

“Can we not do this with your assistant in the other room?” you managed to ask meekly, your voice wavering as his fingertips trailed over your skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

“I’m having a rough day, my love,” he murmured against your throat, a smirk tugging at his lips. “I didn’t get much sleep after taking care of you last night. I need a little motivation to get through the rest of my day.”

Before you could respond, he gently eased you to lay back on his desk. It was then you realized it had been cleared—papers, files, and everything else neatly tucked away. Had he planned for this?

His lips continued their path down your body, leaving soft kisses and the occasional nip as he went. When he reached the space between your legs, he spread them carefully with his hands, his gaze lingering on you as if savoring every moment.

His tongue pressed against your clothed slit, sending a jolt of heat through your core.

“You’re not wearing the ones I bought you,” he noted, his voice low and teasing.

He was right. Instead of the delicate, expensive pieces he favored—like that itchy white G-string with the little gold charm bearing his initials “G.S”—you’d gone for the practical, cost-effective option: simple cotton underwear from a multipack.

“Wanted to be—” Your breath hitched as his fingers brushed against you, light and teasing, pulling the words from your throat before you could even finish.

“Wanted to be what?” he repeated, his voice dripping with honeyed amusement. His tone was playful, but there was an edge to it—a quiet demand. “Weren’t you taught to finish your sentences?”

The vibrations of his words sent another wave of shivers through you, and your body betrayed you, squirming under his touch. He hummed in approval, the sound low and indulgent as his hand trailed up your inner thigh, his fingers left your skin tingling in their wake.

With practiced ease, he pulled your panties to the side, his lips trailing soft, feather-light kisses along your skin. Then, without hesitation, he leaned in and began to devour you, his tongue hot and insistent, moving with volitional precision that made your back arch against the cool surface of his desk.

It was overwhelming—the way his long tongue slid inside you, the way his thumb circled your most sensitive spot with just the right amount of pressure. He moved as though he had all the time in the world, savoring every moment.

You couldn’t help the soft, pathetic moans that escaped your lips, your hands gripping the edge of the desk for some semblance of stability. Suguru had always been like this—relentless, thorough, and determined to reach every spot that made you unravel.

It wasn’t just physical. He had you memorized. Every shiver, every gasp, every sound you made only spurred him on, his movements calculated to draw out your pleasure until your mind was spinning.

“You’re perfect,” he murmured between kisses, his breath warm against your skin. “Every inch of you.”

His words made your chest tighten, a mix of emotions bubbling to the surface. Love, longing, and something you couldn’t quite name. You wanted to believe his devotion was just that—devotion. But there was a weight to his words, an intensity that sometimes felt... suffocating.

He didn’t stop until your body trembled beneath him, your breaths coming in short, uneven gasps. Suguru lifted his head, his lips glistening as he looked at you with a satisfied smirk. “See?” he whispered, his voice impossibly soft. “I know exactly what you need.”

And you believed him. How could you not, when he made you feel like this? Like you were the center of his world, the only thing that mattered.

“You’re so good for me,” he murmured, his voice low and velvety as he brushed a stray strand of hair from your face. “So, so good.”

In your haze, still trembling from your last orgasm, you felt the blunt, heated tip of his cock pressing against your entrance. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist again, his hands gripping the soft flesh of your thighs. 

“Gotta ease up for me, sweet girl,” he groaned, his voice thick with restraint as he pushed forward, sinking into you inch by girthy inch. The stretch made your breath hitch, your body fluttering around him, still sensitive and raw.

“It’s not gonna feel good if you don’t relax,” he cooed, though his tone carried a sense of control, a reminder that he wasn’t stopping until he had all of you. Whether it hurt or not.

You did your best to loosen the tension in your body, focusing on the soft kisses he pressed against your lips, your cheeks, and the corner of your jaw. They were meant to soothe, but the way he moved—rolling his hips upward, grinding deep—made it impossible to fully relax.

His cock filled you completely, brushing against every spot that left your mind spiraling. The slow, deliberate way he moved, the way he stretched you open, had your hands scrambling for purchase on his desk. Your nails clawed at the wood, and you wouldn’t be surprised if they left permanent marks. Something you were sure he wouldn’t mind. 

“That’s it,” Suguru whispered, his lips brushing against your ear. “Taking me so well, sweet girl. Like you were made for this.”

Every thrust was deliberate, deep, and measured, as though he wanted to etch the feeling of him into every fiber of your being. He lifted his head to watch your face, his dark eyes locked on yours, taking in every gasp, every quiver, every plea that spilled from your lips.

“That’s my girl,” he praised, his voice dripping with affection as he cupped your cheek with one hand, the other still gripping your thigh, firm yet gentle as if he was afraid to leave a mark on you despite the harshness of his thrusts. “You’re perfect. So perfect for me.”

Your mind was overwhelmed, the sensations blurring together as his movements became more insistent, relentless in their devotion to unraveling you. Yet, through the haze of pleasure, a small, unwelcome thought surfaced, bubbling up in the back of your mind.

When was the last time you took your pill?

The question lingered, sharp and intrusive, cutting through the heat pooling in your core. You’d been forgetting so much lately—little things, big things, all slipping through your fingers like grains of sand. But it had to be fine. It must be a safe day. Right?

“I love you,” he murmured, his voice steady and low as his hips pressed flush against yours, burying himself to the hilt. “Don’t ever forget that.”

As the words sank in, a faint voice in the back of your mind tried to warn you, tried to remind you of the way Suguru sometimes felt too much. But it was drowned out by the overwhelming mix of his touch, his words, and the way he seemed to pour his entire being into you.

You couldn’t say it back. Whether it was the overwhelming heat, the way you could only let out these broken little whines and moans as your body trembled beneath him, or the way his hot, sticky release spilled deep inside you, filling you up until you couldn’t think straight—you just couldn’t utter those three little words. Some little voice in the back of your mind urged you not to. 

After a moment’s rest, with him carefully cleaning you up, you noticed the delicate way he helped you into some fancy lingerie—pieces he apparently had stored just for moments like this. The charm with “G.S” engraved on it caught the sunlight, glinting mischievously as he slid the panties up your legs.

“Shall we eat with Satoru?” he asked, his tone casual, as if he hadn’t just fucked you within an inch of your life. You could only nod mindlessly, clinging to his arm while he reached for the bag.

You didn’t miss the way Satoru hugged you when you walked into his office, Suguru trailing behind. The way his arms lingered around you just a little too long, his lips brushing your cheek in what felt like more than a friendly kiss. Suguru didn’t seem to notice—or maybe he just didn’t care. It was Satoru, after all. His best friend. His business partner. The two were inseparable.

You also didn’t miss the way Satoru draped an arm over your shoulders while the three of you ate. Suguru and Satoru were caught up in their conversation, filling each other in on meetings and plans, while you picked at your food in silence. Your mind was elsewhere, lost in the strange mix of sensations you couldn’t shake. The cum soaking into the new underwear, the lingering fog in your head, the circles Satoru traced on your arm as he kept you close. Your gaze flickered to the photo on his desk—a snapshot of the three of you. Perfect smiles. Perfect lies.

“Did you hear me, sugar?” Satoru’s voice cut through the haze, his tone teasing. “I was asking how the job search was going. You know, we could always work together again—for old times’ sake.”

You shook your head, forcing a meek smile. “I haven’t heard anything back yet. And the answer’s still no. I’m not into... medical research anymore.”

That was a lie. You were more than capable, but you didn’t want to work with them. You didn’t want to stay stuck in their shadow, even though you’d helped lay the foundation they thrived on.

Satoru chuckled, leaning back in his chair with that infuriatingly confident grin. The way his bright blue eyes glimmered with a glint of mischief. “Still so stubborn. You know, you were the brains behind half of what we’ve built. You’d fit right back in.”

Suguru’s voice cut in smoothly as if to diffuse any tension. “Let her breathe, Satoru. Not everyone is as obsessed with work as you are.” Suguru’s dark eyes settled on you for a brief moment, there was warmth to them, unreadable as always. 

You glanced between them, their banter as familiar as it was unsettling. They made it look so effortless, this balance of power and charm. But you knew better. You felt it in the way Satoru’s fingers tightened ever so slightly on your arm, in the fleeting glance Suguru shot your way when he thought you weren’t looking.

The rest of the meal passed in a haze, their conversation blending into the background. You couldn’t shake the unease curling in your stomach. It wasn’t just the situation—it was them. The way they moved around you like you were something precious and fragile, seamlessly passing control back and forth, a trophy they both claimed but never outright acknowledged.

When the meal ended, Satoru stood, stretching lazily before offering you his hand. “Why don’t you come with me for a bit? I’ve got something to show you.”

You hesitated, your gaze flicking to Suguru, who had already risen and was watching you closely. “It’s okay,” he murmured, his tone unreadable. “I’ll clean up here.”

Caught between the two of them, you nodded and took Satoru’s hand. His grip was firm, his thumb brushing over your knuckles in a way that sent an involuntary made your skin crawl. He led you out of the office and down a hallway you knew all too well. His space. His domain. His lab. 

The door clicked shut behind you, and Satoru turned, his impossibly blue eyes locking onto yours, as sharp as ever. “You’ve been distant,” he said softly, his words gentle but edged with something sharper. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”

Your gaze drifted over the room, landing on the metal tables scattered with sleek technology. Computer screens hummed with life, displaying endless rows of code, their glow casting faint shadows across the walls. This used to be your life—back in college, when the hum of processors and the thrill of breakthroughs consumed you. Now, it all felt foreign, like a distant memory you weren’t sure you wanted to revisit.

“I’d appreciate it if you kept a distance,” you said, your voice trembling just enough to betray your nerves. “I’m marrying Suguru, you know.”

The words hung in the air, a barrier you hoped he wouldn’t cross. But Satoru, being Satoru, ignored it entirely. You felt his warmth behind you before you even realized he’d moved, his tall frame enveloping yours in an embrace that felt far too intimate. His hands rested lightly on your stomach, his touch burning through the fabric of your clothes. You stiffened as his breath fanned against your neck, raising goosebumps along your skin.

“Sharing is caring,” he hummed, his voice low and teasing, sending a shiver down your spine. “Suguru doesn’t mind. In fact…” His fingers tightened slightly, grounding you in place. “He likes it when we get along.”

Before you could respond, you felt the wet warmth of his tongue trace along your jaw. The sensation jolted through you, a yelp escaping your lips before you could stop it. Satoru’s laugh followed, soft and boyish, a stark contrast to the tension suffocating the room.

“You’re adorable when you’re flustered,” he murmured, his lips brushing your ear. “But you don’t need to fight it. We both know you don’t really want me to stop.”

His words left you frozen, the weight of his overwhelming presence pressing down on you, suffocating yet intoxicating. Do you want him to stop? 

A fleeting memory surfaced as you stood there, frozen in Satoru’s embrace. It was from the early days of your relationship with Suguru when you’d first brought up Satoru’s antics. You’d been hesitant, unsure how to address the way his lingering touches or overly familiar words made you feel. Suguru had only smiled, his voice calm and reassuring as always.

Suguru’s calm voice had soothed you then, his words steady and reassuring. “He’s harmless,” he’d said, the faintest smile tugging at his lips as if amused by your concern. “He knows, at the end of the day, you’re mine. Plus, the guy is ridiculously lonely. You’re his friend. He’s just comfortable around you.”

The words had settled over you like a balm back then, quelling your unease. Suguru’s confidence, his sense of control, had made it easy to brush off the way Satoru’s presence lingered in your life—always just a little closer than necessary.

But now, as Satoru’s lips brushed against your ear, as his arms anchored you in place, that memory felt distant. Suguru’s reassurance no longer felt like a safety net; it felt like permission. Permission for Satoru to blur the lines, to push boundaries that had never been as firm as you thought.

“You’re thinking about him, aren’t you?” Satoru’s voice pulled you back to the present, his tone soft but knowing. His hands tightened slightly around your waist, a subtle reminder of his control of the situation. “It’s sweet, really. You always look so soft when you’re thinking about Suguru.”

You tried to pull away, but he only held you closer, his chuckle vibrating against your back. “Relax, sweetheart. I’m just keeping you warm. You’re the one who’s overthinking.”

Your heart pounded as you struggled to steady your breath. “This isn’t right, Satoru,” you managed, though your voice sounded weaker than you intended. “Suguru—”

“Suguru trusts me,” he interrupted, his voice smooth, almost teasing. “And you, too. That’s what makes this work, doesn’t it?” He shifted slightly, his lips grazing the shell of your ear as he whispered, “He said it himself—you’re mine, too.”

You wanted to believe it was just another one of Satoru’s games, another way for him to twist the truth to suit his desires. But the memory of Suguru’s calm, reassuring voice lingered as if Suguru had already told you—subtly, indirectly—that Satoru had his permission.

though as of late it seemed like memories all seemed to blur together.

Your instincts screamed at you to leave. To get out of this room. To get away from him. From the person who used to be your friend, your lab partner. The one who would sit with you for hours in the library, pretending to study while sneaking glances at your coffee-stained notes. The guy who’d playfully nudged you into Suguru’s arms, making it all seem so easy. Was this all some kind of cruel fate?

“I have to pee,” you blurted out, the excuse too loud, too sudden, and too weak to be convincing.

Satoru didn’t seem to care. He eased back slightly, leaning casually against his desk, his ever-present smirk still in place. “Need me to walk you there?” he asked, his voice light, teasing—but his eyes betrayed him. That hungry look in his gaze lingered, stripping away any illusion of innocence.

“I’ll manage,” you replied, your voice trembling despite your best efforts to sound calm.

You didn’t miss the look in his eyes—hungry, possessive. Like he didn’t care that Suguru had touched you first. The thought of Suguru’s “seconds” didn’t bother him at all. As if plunging his cock into the leftovers of Suguru's cum would be a delicacy. If anything, it seemed to excite him, and the realization made bile rise up to the back of your throat. Burning. Searing. 

“Alright,” he said with a lovesick grin that might’ve been charming to anyone else. “I’ll have Suguru meet us here.”

For most girls, a man like Satoru was a dream—handsome, confident, untouchable. And he knew it. So did Suguru. Yet they both clung to you, always hovering just a little too close.

Satoru and Suguru had always clung to you, hadn’t they? From the beginning, you’d been their constant. Their focus. You wondered why that was—why they always had, and why they always would.

As soon as the lab door clicked shut behind you, the words hung heavy in your mind, echoing like a haunting refrain. It’s not assault if he didn’t do anything, right? That’s what you told yourself, over and over, as your breaths came in sharp, uneven bursts. You sprinted down the endless hallways, your heels clicking against the tile, your heart pounding in your chest. But no matter how fast you ran, the knot in your stomach refused to loosen, and nausea churned with every step.

You clutched at the memory of your friendship with Satoru, desperate for solace. He wasn’t always like this. He was your study partner, your confidant, the one who nudged you toward Suguru when you doubted yourself. But now? The person you once trusted felt like a stranger—no, worse, a threat.

Your head pounded, and the memories came.

At first, they were warm, and tender. Satoru laughed as he leaned over your desk, swiping your notes and teasing you about your messy handwriting before planting a kiss on your lips. Suguru sitting beside you on some date, drinking hot cocoa together while watching the rain. The three of you tangled together on a couch, their arms around you, holding you close as you drifted off to sleep in their warmth.

Suguru brushing a stray strand of hair from your face, his eyes soft as he whispered, “You’re everything to me.” Satoru, his grin wide and mischievous, spinning you in circles during a rainstorm, both of you drenched and laughing.

The sweetness eventually curdled.

Satoru’s hand tightening around your throat, his blue eyes blazing with something unreadable. “You don’t get to leave me,” he murmured, his tone eerily calm as you clawed at his arms. Suguru holding a syringe, his voice soothing even as your body betrayed you, muscles seizing as the world faded to black.

You shook your head, gasping for air, but the images continued to assault you.

These memories can't belong to you.

Satoru pressing kisses to your temple as he whispered, “I’ll always protect you, sugar bear,” the warmth of his embrace lulling you into safety. Suguru kneeling in front of you, a ring in hand, his voice trembling as he said, “I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember.”

The images were overwhelming, suffocating even, like a weight pressing down on your chest, stealing the air from your lungs. Your breaths came in ragged gasps as you sprinted down the endless halls, your heels clicking against the cold tile.

Occasionally, your legs faltered, forcing you to clutch at the nearest wall for support. Every step felt heavier, every breath harder to draw, as the haunting echoes of laughter and whispered promises mixed with screams and soft, deadly apologies. They chased you, just as real as the walls closing in around you.

Suguru standing over you, a gun in his hand, his dark eyes filled with something that looked almost like regret. “You always fight me on this” he whispered, and the shot rang out. Satoru’s voice, lilting and light, as he said, “Let’s see if you fly,” before pushing you off the rooftop, the sensation weightless and brief until impact.

“No,” you whispered, shaking your head as if you could banish the images. This isn’t real. This can’t be real.

You stumbled into a random room, your fingers trembling as you punched in the passcode—your birthday, of course. The door clicked open with a mechanical hiss, and you collapsed inside, your knees hitting the cold, tiled floor. The sterile air burned your nose, the faint scent of chemicals making the knot in your stomach twist tighter.

The dim blue light cast eerie shadows across the walls, the occasional beep of nearby machines the only sound besides your ragged breathing. You squeezed your eyes shut, tears streaking down your face as you tried to push the memories away.

Were they real?

Could they be real?

The warmth of their love clashed with the cold edge of their possessiveness, leaving you adrift in a sea of conflicting emotions.

You wiped your eyes with trembling hands, blinking through the haze of tears. The room around you came into focus, and your breath hitched. Large test tubes lined the walls, filled with glowing blue and green liquids, their contents swirling lazily as if alive. The machines beeped rhythmically, lights flashing in a pattern you couldn’t decipher.

But the images were relentless. Suguru’s hands pinning you down, Satoru taking free use of your body, the weight of their combined presence crushing you until you could barely breathe.

Each memory was like some cruel nightmare, swinging wildly between moments too sweet to bear and others excruciatingly painful. The contrast made it all the worse, the warmth of one memory twisting into agony in the next, leaving you gasping for air as you stumbled forward. Broken sobs escaped your throat as you crumpled to the floor, grasping at the cold tiles, desperate for something—anything—real.

You wiped your eyes with trembling hands, blinking through the haze of tears. The room around you slowly came into focus, and your breath hitched. Large test tubes lined the walls, their glowing blue and green contents swirling lazily, almost hypnotically, as if alive. Machines beeped rhythmically in the background, their lights flashing in a pattern you couldn’t decipher.

You stared at the tubes, your mind racing. This wasn’t a random lab. It couldn’t be. The passcode, the eerie familiarity of the room—it all felt deliberate, intentional. Like you were meant to find this.

Your headache worsened, the pounding in your skull syncing eerily with the beeping machines. You pressed your palms to your temples, desperately trying to shut out the relentless wave of memories—real or imagined—that threatened to consume you.

But as you knelt there, shaking and breathless, one question clawed its way to the forefront of your mind, sharp and insistent, refusing to be silenced.

Why had they always clung to you?

And why did it feel like the answer was hidden somewhere in this room?

You had to be going crazy. That was the only explanation.

Shakily, you pushed yourself to your feet, the sterile air thick and heavy in your lungs. Sniffling, your fingers trailed along the cold, metallic surface of the tables as you moved closer to the strange test tubes. The faint hum of machinery filled the silence, the swirling contents inside the tubes illuminated by the dim, eerie glow of blue light.

Your breath hitched as you leaned in, squinting through the glass.

They weren’t just shapes or fragments. They weren’t abstractions of human life.

They were human.

They were you.

The realization hit like a punch to the gut, knocking the air from your lungs as you stumbled back. Your gaze darted to the screen beside the tubes, its sterile, blinking message driving the truth deeper into your chest.

"Processing."

The word repeated in steady intervals, cold and mechanical, mocking you with its efficiency.

This wasn’t a lab for curing diseases or advancing medicine. This wasn’t about saving lives.

They were cloning people.

They were cloning you.

Your knees threatened to give out again, but you gripped the edge of the table, your mind spinning wildly. Fragments of memories, half-formed and blurry, clawed their way to the surface, demanding to be seen. This had been your research once. Cloning. You’d cracked the formula—found the key.

You remembered the argument with Satoru, his icy blue eyes flashing with a rare seriousness. You’d told him it was unethical. That it wasn’t righteous. That you can’t just play god. You told him you couldn’t live with what you’d discovered. That’s why you stopped. That’s why you stopped talking to him. That’s why you left research behind.

But what happened after that?

How had they gotten here—this point, with a cult-like following and resources beyond comprehension? And more importantly—where had you been?

The questions tore at you, each one heavier than the last. Pieces of your memory felt missing, like someone had reached into your mind and carved out chunks, leaving you with only jagged fragments.

Had they done this to you?

Had he done this to you?

And then, the darkest question of all clawed its way to the surface:

How many times have they done this to you?

Your gaze snapped back to the endless row of tubes, bile rising in your throat as the enormity of it hit you. Backed-up versions of you floated in a dreamless stasis, stripped of identity, reduced to nothing but a tool for their ambitions.

The room spun, the walls closing in, as the truth pressed down on you—suffocating, undeniable.

You weren’t just a researcher who’d stumbled too close to the edge.

You were the edge.

And somehow, they’d dragged you right back into it.

The realization shattered whatever fragile control you had left. Sobs erupted from your throat, raw and unrelenting, as the pounding headache in your skull grew louder, sharper, threatening to split you in two. The sterile hum of the lab faded beneath the weight of your anguish, until—

Crack.

The sharp, deafening sound of a gunshot shattered everything.

You didn’t even have time to react.

The world went dark.

“Guess we’ll have to start all over again tomorrow,” Suguru’s voice hummed, smooth and almost tender, as though he were speaking to a wayward child. “Satoru will be disappointed, but it looks like this version of you wasn’t going as well anyway.”

His footsteps echoed in the eerie stillness, unhurried and deliberate, as he approached the bloodied mess you’d become.

He crouched down beside you, his dark eyes gleaming with an unsettling mix of pity and resolve. The gun fell from his hand with a hollow clatter, the sound reverberating through the cold room like an accusation.

“You should really stop with all your antics, sweet girl,” he murmured, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face with a tenderness that felt almost cruel. “It’s really heartbreaking to do this every time your brilliant mind starts to turn.”

Suguru’s hand lingered, disturbingly gentle as he smoothed your hair back, his touch so intimate it made your skin crawl—if you’d still had the strength to feel anything.

“You always fight so hard,” he said softly, almost like a lament. His gaze drifted over your still form, dark and unreadable. “But you know how this ends. You always know.”

He straightened slowly, letting his words settle in the suffocating silence.

“And yet, you never stop trying.”

Straightening, Suguru cast a glance at the tubes glowing faintly in the dim light behind him. His lips curled into a faint, almost tender smile, one that never quite reached his dark eyes. “Don’t worry,” he murmured softly, his tone as much for himself as it was for you. “We’ll put you back together again. Just like always.”

He knelt down, unhurried, his movements precise. His fingers brushed against your skin as he carefully slid the ring from your finger, the gesture deliberate, almost reverent. For a moment, he stared at the ring in his palm, his thumb tracing the smooth band. Something flickered in his gaze—regret, perhaps, or something far more calculated. He tucked the ring into his pocket with a quiet sigh.

A quick call to the “clean-up” crew followed. His voice was calm, clinical, as if he were ordering mundane office supplies rather than orchestrating the erasure of a life. The conversation ended with a sharp click, his phone slipping back into his jacket pocket.

Suguru cast another glance at the bloodied mess on the floor, his lips tugging into a sad, almost bittersweet smile.

“I love you,” he whispered, his tone heartbreakingly sincere, as though the words could absolve the horror of what had just transpired. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He turned, his fingers playing with the ring in his pocket, twirling it absentmindedly as if it were a trinket rather than a symbol of promises now rendered hollow. The door hissed shut behind him, the sterile room sealing itself in silence.

The hum of the machines was the only sound that remained, indifferent to the gruesome tableau they overlooked.

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──★ the eros project

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ [ s | a ] dating show ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you didn’t expect to actually fall for someone in a reality dating show. Then Kim Taehyung came along and you had to battle between your feelings and what this show was actually about.

──★ rewriting love

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ [ s | a ] webtoon ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

when a mysterious blackout traps you inside the world of a webtoon you certainly believe it’s one big cruel joke.

──★ lover’s revenge

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 13.4k | s | a | rockstar ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you dated Taehyung before he made it big, so it was easy to assume he’d forgotten all about you. but for the past two years you’ve been his muse even after your split. a forbidden love that never faded.

──★ tunnel vision

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 13.4k | s | f | college/barista ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you’ve just gotten yourself a job working with the campus crush, kim taehyung. he’s quiet and brooding but everyone is obsessed with him including your best friend. what do you when she asks for your help in dating him when he’s catching feelings for you instead? he’s supposed to notice her but he’s got tunnel vision when it comes to you.

──★ electra heart

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 13k | s | f | fake dating ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

♡ just dumped by his cheating ex girlfriend, taehyung seeks help from the campus primadonna to make his ex jealous. y/n is spoiled, mean and filthy rich—everything his ex loathed. what happens when the two form a pretend relationship that leaves their hearts in great turmoil? welcome to the life of electra heart ♡

──★ love and rivalry

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 17.3k | s | f | e2l/college ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

kim taehyung is neither friend or foe, he’s more of an annoying fly always near creating chaos in your life. now he’s buzzing on about his new crush and begging for your help in exchange for his help with yours. like an idiot you agree though you signed up more than you can chew. just great.

──★ all you want

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 13.1k |s | a | arranged dating/high society ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

in the world of high society finding your future partner took a lot of preparation. kim taehyung is one of the most sought out bachelors and he’s been roped on a blind date with Y/n, a spoiled rich girl not used to being told no. what happens when the two clash?

──★ his special secret

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆12.5k | s | a | college professor ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you’re an art student who has recently broken up with your cheating ex boyfriend. he’s your art professor recovering from a divorce just a year ago. what happens when your relationship goes beyond that of a professor and his college student?

his special secret ||

──★ something about him

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 16.6k | s | a | yandere coworker ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

kim taehyung is nothing more than a man who works in the same office as you. he’s kind, charming, and unbelievably attractive but there’s just one downside to him. something feels off about the way he acts toward you and you’re not sure what but you know it has something to do with his little obsession with you. he acts strange at times, sometimes a little too lost in his own world, and changes his mood so fast you get whiplash trying to keep up.

you should feel scared or concerned but there’s just something about him that makes you ignore all the warning bells that go off in your head.

──★ the art of obsession

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 17.4K | s | a | dark academia ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

in a world of painters and poets, there were two college students looking for the right sort of inspiration. through devotion in your craft, you find yourself drawn to kim taehyung—a grad student painter who’s everything you’ve ever looked for in a character. his walk, his form of speech, his art, it all captivated you to the point where you wanted to recreate him in words and you begin to realize how similar the two of you really are. you share a sort of obsession in your work that seems like only each other could understand and he invites you into his world of oil paints and charcoals in hopes of drawing you on paper.

──★ lace and luxury

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 13.6k | s | sugar daddy ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

Money, Money, Money, must be funny in the rich man’s world. At least that’s how you feel working day and night to make end’s meet and still never having enough. Out of nowhere you get roped into a give and take relationship with a very powerful fashion designer who shows you the way into a life of luxury and lingerie. You’ve become his muse and in exchange he’s become your source of pleasure and riches. It’s a rich man’s world and you’re living in it.

──★ between roommates

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ s | a | roommates ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you’ve got a crush on kim namjoon. Namjoon being jungkook’s friend, jungkook being your roommate. things get complicated somewhere down the line that leaves him regretting pushing you toward his own friend when he wants you just as bad. as roommates he knows you shouldn’t, but damn did he really want you.

──★ your power

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ s | a | ceo ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

the new boss at your company is hot, tatted, young, and you seem to be just his type

──★ bunny adventures

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ s | a | hybrid ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you had absolutely no intentions of ever owning a hybrid until jungkook came along. a mistreated, misunderstood rabbit hybrid who’d only ever wanted was to be treated like an equal.

──★ my dear friend

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ s | f | f2l ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

just friends? keep telling yourself that, you and Jungkook have always danced on the line of friendship and something more but lately you’ve struggled being able to tell where you guys stand.

──★ depend on me

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 13.1k | s | a | hybrid ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you’re so used to letting Jungkook do everything for you. he babies you almost and you’re both constantly reminded of the strangeness in your friendship. you’ve always loved him but he can’t see you as anything but the little bunny girl he used to protect. you change his mind

──★ never again

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 14.8k | s | a | neighbors ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

jeon jungkook is just your nosy neighbor who can’t seem to be anything less than a selfish, heart breaking, prick in your eyes. yet somehow he manages to wiggle his way into your life but is it enough for him to change your mind or will he prove your judgements right?

──★ the act of falling

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 14.4k | s | a | fwb ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

what was supposed to be a meaningless fling has turned into much more before you both realized you were falling. now all you can do is hope that all the challenges you’ve faced are worth something.

──★ campus affairs

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 11.9k | f | s | f2l ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you transferred to a new college during second semester and you didn’t expect much excitement out for. that’s until jungkook came along and what had struggled to be a friendship was becoming so much more.

──★ fighting heart

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 15k | a | f | s ] boxer jk ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

never living a life of luxury, Jungkook does what he has to do to make ends-meet. right now that means fighting in underground clubs, getting beat black and blue until he wins. he knows there’s a better life out there for him but he never let himself think about it. until you came along and suddenly a weight is being lifted off his shoulders letting you through his guarded walls. you’re everything he needed and you make him want to fight for more.

──★ guys my age

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 9.5k | s | dilf jk ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

a summer spent at your friend’s place wasn’t something to be anything to look forward to. her hot, young dad would seem to change that for you when you decide a game of teasing would suffice your boredom. you got more than you bargained for when you realize he’s not a fan of games.

──★ ditto

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 12.9k | s | a | established relationship ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you’ve got everything you need right now, amazing boyfriend, amazing job, amazing friends, but when you receive life changing news you’re not sure how to bring it up to your boyfriend. your indecisiveness and failure to be open with him puts a huge toll on your relationship and he just wants to know that if he continues to love and walk the same path as you, you’ll do the same and ditto.

──★ romantic dreams

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 23.9k | s | a | yandere jk ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

he’s always dreamt of finding his soulmate in some romantic way, bells ringing, birds chirping, maybe even a shine of light over their head. he never imagined to find them living next door to him with absolutely no clue to the extent of the growing infatuation he has toward you until it’s a little too late. hypnotized by your entire existence he finds his dreams and delusions of love to be a little too intense for anyone to bare.

──★ seven days to love

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 14.2k | s | f | coworker jk ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

jeon jungkook is nothing but your obnoxious new coworker who can’t seem to get the hint that you’re not interested. he’s loud, clumsy, and a bit of a player who knows his way with girls. what started off as an immediate physical attraction toward you quickly changed to a full blown crush that jungkook just can’t seem to let go. for seven days the two of you must work together alone at the store and each day jungkook takes as a chance to get you to notice him.

──★ cool with you

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 14.6k | s | f | neighbor jk ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

your break up from kim taehyung sent you spiraling into what felt like a midlife crisis of tear stained cheeks and tubs of half eaten ice cream with a broken heart. after finding out that your neighbor, jeon jungkook, was eavesdropping on your meltdowns and came to find out that your ex was his old friend, he found himself wanting to comfort you. he knew the kind of guy Taehyung was and he didn’t want to see you beat yourself up over a guy who wasn’t worth it so in the end he helped you through it and was unable to ignore the growing attraction you felt toward each other.

──★ limerence

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 17.8k | s | a | ex!jk ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

a recent discovery of old VCR tapes takes you down a rabbit hole of self-pity, remembering what you once had and how it all went down the drain over youthful mistakes. suddenly, you find yourself playing back the old tapes of the best relationship you’ve ever had and all you can think about is how to get it back—if you could get it back

──★ million dollar darling

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆19.7k | s | rich!jk ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

jeon jungkook is well aware of how privileged he is to have been born into the life he was given. it was glamorous and influential yet close-knit and suffocating, something he thought he wanted to escape from. a trip back home to the circle of wealth and snottiness for his best friend’s million dollar wedding has reminded him of all the reasons why he wanted to leave in the first place… and all the reasons he should stay — the main one being you, the spoiled rich girl he knew was utterly perfect for him.

──★ lost and found

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 18.7k | s | friend’s ex boyfriend ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

your college years have never been something you dwelled on for too long. you didn’t want to think of all the chances you lost and that’s why when the guy you had a crush on moves back to town, you try not to let it affect you again. but then he brings up old memories that didn’t go the way you thought they had and you’re thrown for a loop. you’re stuck between finding something new with him and falling back into old habits of never standing up for yourself. it probably doesn’t help that he dated your best friend, where everything seemed to go wrong.

──★ tempest

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 31.2k | s | yandere boyfriend ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you’ve always considered your life to be more mundane than you would like to admit. it was a constant cycle of the same things over and over again that when you meet jeon jungkook at a bar, of all places, you didn’t expect to see just how much he would change your life and those around you. he’s got an air of mystery around him with his charming good looks and a violent past that you slowly begun to unravel when it feels like everything is going perfect.

──★ ukiyo

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 17.7k | s | f | summer romance ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

it’s the start of summer and there’s nothing better than dipping your toes in the sand and falling for a local boy who plays beach volleyball in his free time. he’s charming in a way you’ve never seen and you seem to understand each other better than one could imagine. both stuck in an awkward time of self discovery, you try to live in the moment and forget about your worries till they become too hard to ignore.

──★ effortlessly yours

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 16.9k | s | f | ceo x part timer ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

in an effort to catch a break from the people around him, jungkook stumbles into a bar on the other side of town and meets you—the one serving his drinks. things happen quite effortlessly between you and before you knew it, you’ve welcomed him to change your life for the better.

──★ infrunami

․ ∘ ⊹ ✰ ┆ 18.7k | s | f | friends to lovers ┆ ✰ ⊹ ∘ .

you’ve made great friends throughout the years but none like jeon jungkook. he’s there for you when you need him and although at times when things get complicated between your feelings and thoughts… there’s one thing for certain. you both have been wasting time acting like there’s nothing between you.

SERIES

──★ summer bummer baby

HIATUS

──★ love lies

HIATUS

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Nightowl Questions again

Is his father an toxic enabler or does he do the same thing that his mother does?

Is one of his favourite bands Red Velvet?

Does he wear fake tan seeing that his skin gets noticeably lighter during the bad end or is it just lighting?

Did Peaches have a different look tonight out in mind or was it completely changed or even slightly changed to make Nightowl?

Seeing from the cameo of Ace and Keldran, does Nightowl like Deliver us Evil?

How did Nightowl get into Twilight saying that his flair is team Edward? 

If his user tag does rep Valentine’s Day, is that his favourite day?

What projects are the posters on Nightowl's bedroom walls?

Who is Nightowls favourite Spider-Man seeing as he dressed as him for Halloween once? (And villain)

What inspired nightowls icon?

Since the boys are associated with each one of the Webtoon characters how come the nightowl being the person that is lovingly obsessed with the player in every way was deemed Damien seeing that Damien is very shallow and only cares about appearance?

What society boy an online relationship? If so was it the online relationship that was referred to in nightowls route?

Where did he learn his drinking habits from? Was it his parents or did he learn them from classmates in his undergrad?

Did he like his professors at school?

Whats Nightowl’s favourite animal? (if it’s an owl im gonna cry/j)

What is Nightowls favourite constellation?

Where is the teddy bear from? Is it a childhood toy?

Thanks Sincerely

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Is his father an toxic enabler or does he do the same thing that his mother does?

He's pretty quiet. Doesn't make a fuss in one way or the other. It often made Nightowl feel alone.

Is one of his favourite bands Red Velvet?

british ?

Does he wear fake tan seeing that his skin gets noticeably lighter during the bad end or is it just lighting?

It's just lighting -- he's backlit during the in-game portions with a shadow over his front! People often get his in-game skin tone wrong bc of that.

Did Peaches have a different look tonight out in mind or was it completely changed or even slightly changed to make Nightowl?

Wow a Peaches knower. Peaches looked slightly different, with a lighter shirt color, but otherwise was mostly the same. I think there's a picture of Peaches floating around somewhere.

Seeing from the cameo of Ace and Keldran, does Nightowl like Deliver us Evil?

I would doubt that Nightowl ever came across that game on his own, but if he dated someone who did like that game, he'd be real into Keldran. Like, concerningly into Keldran.

How did Nightowl get into Twilight saying that his flair is team Edward?

He had some friends who were into it growing up, and he read the book as a joke -- then got embarrassingly into vampire romance.

If his user tag does rep Valentine’s Day, is that his favourite day?

? british?

What projects are the posters on Nightowl's bedroom walls?

this is from a halloween art (nakedtoaster shown)

this is Damien and Lola from the Blooming Panic webnovel

this is a screenshot from the game "Thursday Laundry"

This is a bit of an art piece from a Karate Kid 2 study

I don't actually remember what this was. Hm.

Who is Nightowls favourite Spider-Man seeing as he dressed as him for Halloween once? (And villain)

..? bri-

What inspired nightowls icon?

Annoying eboy catboys online

Since the boys are associated with each one of the Webtoon characters how come the nightowl being the person that is lovingly obsessed with the player in every way was deemed Damien seeing that Damien is very shallow and only cares about appearance?

It's because we didn't intend them to be perfect 1-to-1 representations with their webnovel counterparts. We wanted them to be different (bc you don't like characters just bc they are like you in reality), but maybe share some style flairs. I mean, Xander (Quest's fave) ends up as Lola's final boyfriend, but that doesn't really mirror who the true route is in game (NakedToaster). Nobody really mentions that little fact!

What society boy an online relationship? If so was it the online relationship that was referred to in nightowls route?

I picture societyboy as an IRL relationship that started online. So, that was the relationship mentioned in nightowl's route (and the common route).

Where did he learn his drinking habits from? Was it his parents or did he learn them from classmates in his undergrad?

Classmates for sure. He had a pretty restricted life at home -- which often leads to an explosion when you leave it.

Did he like his professors at school?

Yes! Liked a lot of them.

Whats Nightowl’s favourite animal? (if it’s an owl im gonna cry/j)

?? bR-

What is Nightowls favourite constellation?

BRIT-

Where is the teddy bear from? Is it a childhood toy?

Yes! He's had it since he was young. It's a comfort in times when he's feeling scared or stressed.

[sugusoneandonly]

Quixotic - STSG - ch 1

satosugu x fem!reader . ft. model!gojo & designer!geto

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!! do not repost/copy on any other platform !! if u do at least lmk where and give creds 😒 !! pls don’t tho <3

cw: power dynamics/imbalance?? ,, established!stsg (no cheating) ,, webtoon inspired & lwk self-indulgent 😞 ,, y/n may be unlikable idk ntm on her guys 🥰

exes to lovers (gojo) ,, one-sides enemies to lovers w geto ,, very feminine + slight meek reader??

a/n!! :: hi this is my first fic ,, have mercy <33

some prior info for now i will add more later (and clean it up)

- not much of an age gap, suguru is js very successful at a young age.

- takes place 2 years after their breakup (mc | satoru)

- y/n is currently a fashion major in her final year of college and fortunately lives near her college and the shadowing program.

- the general plot is y/n is shadowing (following around, studying, etc. not rlly working for him

- NOTTT really real life accurate 🥰

Had you known that coming across your biggest idol would come along with meeting your oh so beloved ex, you would’ve thrown away whatever dreams had clouded your ambitious mind. Yet lo and behold, in front of you stood one of the most renowned fashion designers in the industry with your ex-boyfriend hanging off of him as a price tag (a very expensive tag for that matter).

Suguru Geto stood with pride as his spine and extravagance as his feet, hair that could’ve been painted with the midnight sky half up while the rest cascaded down his back. With an arm on his shoulder, and hair that would make the moon had Suguru’s been the sky, stood Satoru Gojo, your beloved ex. Both men dressed to the nines, outfits that were worth your monthly rent each.

You had cursed the creak of the door that had announced your entrance when you saw them. Gojo however, remained unaware of the stress that climbed your body. Instead, his lifted his eyes to meet yours, blinking back yet letting a small grin tickle his face. “Y/N!” his voice had drawn Suguru’s eyes to follow his line of sight like a siren.

Now, you and Gojo hadn’t had a horrendous break-up (although it’s after affects on you weren’t quite so), in fact it was rather peaceful (while it lasted). Gojo had called your 2 years of love off when he decided that he wanted to pursue a bigger, grander, future, one that apparently hadn’t included you. While he had wanted to go out, meet new people, flitter about the industry, the strain of a relationship had left awkward stains on his work. Especially certain modeling gigs that made him some extra cash.

It was your final year out of college and as one of the top students in your major, you had been provided a shadowing opportunity with various fashion designers to mentor the new rising generation of fashion. However, the pairings were randomized and the last person you’d expect to be yours was one of the greatest and youngest designers, who was also rumored to be your exes lover. How romantic. You had come across Geto’s work originally in a magazine for your project, and had looked him up online. While doing your extended research, you had seen the bright face of Gojo on several of his posts wearing his designs. Immediately you fell in love with his success, ethic, and designs. Dresses so intricate and suits embellished, as if they had walked straight of the manhwas you read.

Geto’s brow had raised at the mention of your name, no doubt familiar with it and the story that may have came with it. His eyes pierced through you, a small hum and what appeared to be a shadow of discontent danced over his face before it went away. He had leaned closer into Gojo after a thorough inspection of you. the rumors hold true then

“Hi.” slipped through your lips at last, however, meek. You feel 12 again showcasing your painting to the old judges in an art contest. Not an ounce of professionalism. Perhaps it wasn’t to late to run out yet.

“Y/N? I heard lots about you” Suguru’s voice came out like silk drowned in a snakes hiss, anxiety bubbled in your blood. “Good things I hope..I look forward to working with you..?” His lack of facial response had you lost in which direction to move this conversation. Instead of a response he simply hummed at looked back at the paper in his hands. Gojo, just as awkward standing beside him.

I wanna go home

©sugusoneandonly 2024

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[keyotos]

11:42 ⎯ alhaitham

summary ⎯ you wake up from your nap to find alhaitham in the kitchen. eating a certain... delicacy.

tags ⎯ fluff. established relationship. reader is famous. alhaitham is teasing. can b taken as canon or modern!au. a little suggestive ig.

tana's words ⎯ this man makes me so sick. also i'm reading my reason to die rn on webtoon and this is inspired by that.

your eyes slowly open as you wake up in alhaitham's bed. it's late: you can tell by how dark it is outside and how it's completely silent in the house. kaveh and alhaitham weren't bickering anymore, so that's another indication of the time.

much to your dismay, you did not wake up to find alhaitham next to you. the bed was empty and cold, signifying that he did not fall asleep next to you at all. you huff a little at that, wondering where your adorable boyfriend was when you needed him.

you realize that you're only wearing his shirt with only underwear underneath. the temperature is perfect right now: not too hot or too cold, and you wonder if it's because of your attire or if alhaitham turned the temperature down just for you.

whatever the reason may be, you feel wide awake. wide awake and ready to find your boyfriend. it had been ages (a few weeks) since you last saw him. you were in inazuma for an advertisement; seeing that most of the restrictions have been lifted, and a certain commissioner proposed an idea for you to come to inazuma to repair it's relations with other countries.

it was a fun trip, but you felt a little homesick. specifically, you really just missed your boyfriend and felt the need to come back to him immediately. there had been so many things going on before you had gone to inazuma, and that means much less time spent with your lover.

but now, you're here. he, however, is nowhere to be found.

you step out of alhaitham's room, stretching a little bit before you continue your journey to the kitchen, before you find the bastard in front of you. alhaitham is in the kitchen, helping himself out to some yogurt as he stands in the dim kitchen's light.

he doesn't seem to notice when you sneak up behind him. you wrap your arms around his waist as you lean into his back, sighing into him. you sound so happy, so blissful when you're near him. you nuzzle your face into his shoulder blade, making alhaitham tilt his head back to look at yours.

"so now you decide to wake up?" alhaitham turns around and quietly laughs, suppressing a smile of his own when he sees you pout.

your lips form a line, "i was tired, okay? isn't it your job as a boyfriend to take care of me and take naps with me? where were you during all of this?" you nag and poke at his broad chest. you really missed that.

alhaitham takes another bite out of his yogurt, "i did take care of you," he flicked your forehead, "who do you think put you in those clothes?" he coyly raised an eyebrow.

you, who was starting to get a little too flustered to speak, pressed your forehead into his chest, "i think you just wanted to see me naked."

alhaitham rolls his eyes, placing his yogurt next to him on the counter and then proceeds to lean on it, his arms propping him up. the sight wanted to make you drool, but you hold back on that urge for now.

"i see. so, now i can't care for you," alhaitham taunts you, a smile nearly appearing on his face.

you prop yourself onto the kitchen island, legs dangling freely, "well, that can only be true if you ever cared about me in the first place," you refute, a smirk appearing on your lips, "which, you didn't, since you left me in bed alone."

alhaitham shrugs, "i was bored and i wanted to finish my book," he then held up the yogurt cup, "i was also hungry."

you hmph, "left me for book and food," you scornfully shake your head. that's when you notice that something doesn't make sense here. alhaitham isn't usually a yogurt eater. there were also not many dishes in sumeru that used yogurt in their dishes either.

"hey," you start, pointing to alhaitham's yogurt cup, "since when did you start eating yogurt? i thought you didn't like soupy dishes."

alhaitham grabs the yogurt cup, looks at it for a second, and then stirs the contents around. he doesn't seem to oppose the dish, but he doesn't look quite enamoured with it either. though, that could just be his face.

"yogurt is not a soupy dish," he responds, looking at you while still stirring the yogurt. he walks closer to you, coming in between your legs now. he's close, though, you wish he was closer.

but right now, you focus on his response, "what do you mean? it's semi-liquidy. kind of thick, though it really depends on the one you get. and it's like the same thing as soup but slightly thicker and more fruity," you look at alhaitham in a confused way, as if he just asked if sunsettias and zaytun peaches were the same thing.

alhaitham merely shrugs in return, taking another spoonful of yogurt into his mouth, "it's not that bad."

now that alhaitham has moved directly in between your legs, you can make out the brand of the yogurt he was eating. he was never the type of person to eat cuisine like that, so the brand piqued your interest. maybe it was so good that it swayed alhaitham's (out of all people) mind.

it's the same brand you advertised in inazuma. the logo and design were present on the cup alhaitham held right now. you can see what flavor alhaitham chose: lavender melon. you wanted to shudder. it was by far one of the most strangest flavors out of the pack. you liked the dango milk one far more, and wondered if alhaitham had some in the fridge.

while you stare at the cup, another thing catches your gaze. alhaitham's spoon takes the remaining yogurt and slowly lifts it up to his lips. he's so close to you that you can watch the movements so intensely, so attuned to the way his mouth slightly parts as he spoons the food into his mouth. he licks the spoon clean of its contents, staring at you the entire time. alhaitham chuckles, making your eyes jump up into his.

"you must... really like that yogurt," your eyes dash away from his, now looking at the yogurt cup he's placed next to you. alhaitham only smiles.

"well," somehow, he moves closer to you, now almost brushing the tip of your nose, "only because a certain someone advertised it," he whispers to your lips. he says it in such a low tone; it's seductive; it's addicting and you swear that he drives you insane.

a wave of flusterment and frazzledness washes throughout your body. you don't know if you want to curl into a ball and hide out of bewilderment or if you want to cling onto your lovely boyfriend and never let go.

you tilt your head away from him, a whirlwind of pleasurable emotions coursing through your body, "you have to stop doing that," you say in an equally low tone as his. you feel your face heating up as well, and it seems like alhaitham may need to turn the thermostat down more, because it suddenly seems very hot in this room.

"stop doing what?" he asks cheekily and leans in closer, as if he's unaware of what he's doing. his index and thumb find their way on your jaw, angling your face back towards his. he has you in his grasp now, which compels you to only look at his face. his strong gaze holds you in place, even though his touch against your jaw is so gentle and tender.

you have to bite your lip to fight off the grin, "stop being so cute." in the end, you fail, because you end up beaming anyways.

alhaitham thinks you're one to talk. it's ironic that he's the one who should stop being so cute. how could anyone not melt to the ground when they see you? it's something alhaitham tries to fight off every day, but succumbs to it anyway. you're too endearing, too easy to adore, crave, and cherish. the sight of you brings light and warmth and security. you bring smiles and soft touches and good-night kisses before bed. you can illuminate countless lives with one smile. you shine your sun on alhaitham's life, and he could not be more grateful.

he smiles, fully smiles, and lets himself indulge in this quiet moment between the two of you. it's late, so there are no distractions (kaveh). just this once, you two have a peaceful night. alhaitham's other hand comes up and brushes some hair out of your face, caressing you gently as his fingers move throughout your head.

you don't know how leaned in first, but you're pretty certain it was alhaitham. his hands are both placed on your jaw as he pulls you in to finally put his lips on yours. he's waited hours for this; alhaitham didn't want to kiss you right away, especially when you were exhausted from all your traveling. but now, you're here. you're home, and you're right in front of him. and well, he simply couldn't help himself.

one of his hands removes themself from your jaw and moves down to your hips, slightly lifting up the shirt that covers them. your hand moves up to alhaitham's neck, pulling him even closer into your body than before. you two were chest to chest now, alhaitham still in between your legs.

alhaitham slips a hand underneath your underwear, wanting to feel the bare skin underneath. in result, you wrap one of your legs around him, trying to get him as close as possible. you deepen the kiss: he tastes like lavender melon, and though you usually hate the flavor, you move past it this one time to keep yourself attached to his lips.

alhaitham only gets a few seconds to breath as he departs his lips from yours. your eyes were drooping and you were practically lunging at him to come back to you. alhaitham removes his hands from your hips and unbuttons the first two buttons of your shirt, leaving the top of your chest revealed.

he immediately dives back into your kiss, this time his hands moved sporadically up and down your shirt (which was actually his), rubbing your torso. your hands that were once wrapped around the nape of his neck moved to his shoulders, holding on as he feverishly kissed your lips.

he kissed down your neck as he moved to remove the rest of the buttons of your shirt. once your shirt was completely unbuttoned, he chose to let it simply fall over your chest, still revealing most of what he wanted to see.

"guess you missed me a lot, huh?" you winked, running your hands through alhaitham's hair, "you watch my advertisements, buy a whole pack of yogurt in my name⎯even if it's the worse one⎯and now this?" you list off, an easy smile settling onto your face.

alhaitham only laughs softly, "yeah, i really did miss you," he gives you one of his small smiles. you feel yourself heating up again, and this time, it was not because of your previous make-out session.

you bury your face into his shoulder, "you know, it's no fun when you agree."

alhaitham lifted your face away from his shoulder, holding your head in his hands, "i thought you hated it when i disagreed with you?"

curse him and his stupid memory. "you're exhausting me. i'm feeling sleepy," you try and deflect the conversation before he could bring up any other things you said. at first, you thought having a thoughtful and observant boyfriend was a blessing. now, it may be a curse.

"after you just napped?" alhaitham gave you a skeptical look, "what, did i wear you out too much?" he then followed his previous skeptical look with a cockier one. it only made you huff in response.

you rolled your eyes, "no," maybe, "tired, remember? but if you want, we could always continue this tomorrow," you suggest with a lift in your tone. alhaitham will gladly partake in what you're suggesting.

"we'll see," he grabs the discarded yogurt cup and throws it into the trash. then, alhaitham grabs you by your thighs, hoisting you up to wrap your legs around his waist. you quickly do so, just in case you fell (as much as alhaitham threatens this, he would never let that happen to you, but you aren't aware of this fact). "unless you sleep until one in the afternoon again," alhaitham adds.

you narrow your eyes, even though alhaitham couldn't see you, "i will not."

he places you down onto the bed so delicately, as if you were going to break if he set you down too harshly. you don't know why, considering your many nights beforehand, but you still appreciate the gesture.

the room is dark compared to the kitchen's light. it's so dark that you couldn't even see your boyfriend's face. but you do recognize when the bed dips. alhaitham lays right next to you, placing his hand on the small of your back as he holds you.

your hand searches his body as you try to find his cheek. once your hand cups it, you try your best to aim a small peck on there. you miss, ending up kissing somewhere near his jawline, but alhaitham doesn't let you know that.

"goodnight," you nestle yourself into his chest and let out a relaxed sigh, "i love you. even though you choose shitty yogurt flavors."

alhaitham lets out a small laugh in response, and your chest fills a little bit at the noise, "not my fault you don't know how to eat," he kisses the top of your head, "goodnight. i love you more."

another two am fic

[phntxm]

love tropes ideas I have in mind (1/2)

Forbidden love with Shigaraki Tomura (& friends to lovers) (gremlin era)

Prohero!y/n who is in love with their childhood best friend, Shimura Tenko. y/n was assigned to work as a spy, become traitor at LOV, and found out that Shigaraki Tomura, the villainous boss, was a childhood friend. Though the feelings never fade away, how can I decide between justice and love when justice must always win out, am I right? although it seems like he's not Shimura Tenko, the on I'm in love with.

Secret identity with Shigaraki Tomura/Shimura Tenko (& enemies to lovers?) (college au)

Colleague!Tomura/Tenko, who likes to be in his own world in class and acts as though he hates everyone, even you. Then, one day, he finds out that his best friend, a gamer who he loves to gab to about his life, is actually his colleague. Maybe he'll give a chance to start making friends in real life, who knows?

Wedding fever with Todoroki Touya/Dabi (fake relationship & runaway brides/ I got inspiration from @theartofsimpatry corpse bride au!)

Bride!y/n and Groom!Touya wasn't fond with the fiance that their parents suggested. Touya don't wanna marry someone for their quirk just like his dad. He met y/n and they both agree to fake their relationship and since he's son of a great hero, who would deny it? The only problem at hand is that it looks like this fraud is true now...

(in gothic setting!!) Bride!y/n don't want to get arranged marriage. she running away from the chaotic wedding ceremony to old abandoned castle which have a legend of the living corpse who'd curses and tortures anyone who get into his castle by burning them, but some say that if he likes them he can fulfill their one desire, yet there comes with a price to pay...

Blackmail with Todoroki Touya (Narcissistic/Nepo Baby/Bully!Touya) (& force relationship/ inspiration from webtoon 'Girl Under Trial')

Colleague!Touya always like to bragging about his superior quirk and his dad. He's full of himself that he has bad reputation and a lot of enemies, yet no one can defeat him. Then it all ends for this man when I find out about his secret. So I decided to make him to be my boyfriend, but how long this secret will be useful?

I have more detailed for some of them I could write it as headcanons but let me know if anyone wants me to write or you can send through the trope you like and we sharing idea about it!

[itsseohannbin]

〉Get On My Level, Bitch〈

Jisung Drabble

A lil something for my gamer girlies

© itshannjisung, 2024

♡ itsseohannbins masterlist ♡

Genre: Fluff. Crack.

Established Relationship.

Summary: After losing one too many rounds of Hyungs vs Maknaes in Call Of Duty, Jisung enlists help from his gamer girlfriend, who teaches him how to win and impresses his friends as she does so.

Pairing: Idol! Han Jisung x Female Reader

Warnings: Fluff. Crack. Swearing. Soft boi Han Jisung. Gamer Skz. Nerdy Skz. Lots of gaming terms are used. Gun and knife use (in-game). mentions of the boys being shot (obvi in game). Reader is older than Jisung, Hyunjin, and Changbin. suggestive towards the end.

** Members' clan tags/gamer tags are also used.

Word Count: 4k lol fuck

Inspired by a dream I had of exactly this, so this was completely self-indulgent LOL

Enjoy!

Waking up to an empty bed on a shared day off was extremely unusual for you. Typically, when you and your boyfriend had the same days off, you'd both lounge in bed together well into the afternoon, just relaxing and enjoying each other's company. You'd usually be starfished out across the mattress reading Webtoons on your phone, while Jisung would be cuddled up between your legs, his back against your mid-section while he watched an anime on his laptop.

So, when you woke up to nothing but emptiness beside you one random Thursday morning, you were more than a little concerned. That was until you heard the faint sound of Jisung cursing aggressively coming from two rooms over.

A smile spread across your face almost immediately as you pulled yourself out of bed and wrapped one of Jisung's oversized hoodies around you. It had been a long time since he had stepped foot inside the game room.

With one comeback finishing and another one right around the corner, you haven't seen any of the guys online at all lately. They must've finally all gotten a couple days off together because Jisung never went online unless all of them did.

You were anxious to see what game they were playing, and admittedly, excited for the possibility of a gaming day with your boyfriend. Sure, lounging in bed all day with take-out and anime was the perfect way to spend time together, but you'd be lying if you said you didn't miss the days' pre-5-star comeback where the two of you would be in front of your computers for hours on end.

You grabbed your phone and slipped on a pair of comfy slippers before tiptoeing out of the room, giggling quietly to yourself as you listened to Jisung's annoyed words sounding all the way from down the hall.

"Yah! Quit camping and come face me like a man, Hyung!" Something akin to a laugh and a groan of frustration left Jisung's mouth shortly before a loud "Fuck!" echoed off the walls.

"Lino-hyung, you're so fucking dead!"

Once you reached the door to the game room where you and Jisung had computers set up side by side, you leaned against the door frame and watched him silently in admiration. Jisung sat in his big black leather chair, the RGB lights in the computer tower the only source of light in the room as they flashed different shades of red against the stark white walls.

His back was to you, his big chunky headphones covering both of his ears and his microphone stand that he got from Felix that previous holiday season was sitting way too close to his mouth. You had to suppress a laugh when his lips grazed the metal mesh of the mic so hard you could hear Changbin yelling through the headset for Jisung to stop eating it.

He was a rapper through and through on and off stage. You made a mental note to pick him up a foam microphone cover to help keep his teeth from grazing the material, and more importantly, help prevent Changbin from killing Jisung altogether.

"Top right, top right, top right," he then spoke quickly, his shoulders tensing up for a moment before relaxing again. "Nice one Seung. Good coms." he then praised.

You watched him for a couple more minutes before stepping into the room and coming up behind him. You were careful not to startle him while he was so clearly focused on his game, your hands lightly resting on his shoulders so he knew you were there.

"They're rushing B, they're rushing B, they're rushing B! Oh, hi Baby!" Jisung turned his head for a moment to beam up at you adorably with those large, brown eyes and full cheeks. He grinned and kissed the back of your hand quickly before he went back to focusing on the screen in front of him.

"Fuck, I died. Sorry. Innie behind you!"

Your eyes immediately became glued to the computer screen as he called for Jeongin again, another smile making its way to your face. They were playing Call of Duty, your current favorite game to play, and you had a sudden urge to sit down next to him at your own computer and join.

During the weeks leading up to the release of 5-Star, you spent a lot of your free time online playing the game with your own friends while Jisung and the boys prepared for their comeback. Jisung knew you loved to game, he loved that you did, but he didn't know just how good you had gotten at it in the hours you spent home alone while he was away.

You genuinely did love the game, as the franchise itself was one you played throughout your years growing up, but you mostly wanted to show off to Jisung and the rest of the guys. They would always tease you for playing 'girly' games, like Stardew Valley or Animal Crossing, and even occasionally, The Sims 4, so you were determined to improve your FPS skills and impress them.

"Fuck, how did you even see me there Binnie-hyung?" Jisung whined as you watched his screen go grey. He pressed a button on his RGB keyboard and quickly brought up the scoreboard to see how he was doing, and you saw that they were playing a 4v4 match. Hyungs vs Maknaes.

This wasn't going to end well.

When it was the older four versus the younger four, it never did.

"Aha, get on my level, bitch." Changbin taunted in response.

You felt Jisung's shoulders tense under your touch when the game ended a second later, his death being the final kill. He hit the top of the desk with his fist lightly in annoyance at his comical and unfortunate death before a laugh left his throat.

"Don't look at that guys!" he begged as the 'Final Kill' camera replayed across the screen. His hands went up to cover his face in embarrassment. "Please! I'm so embarrassed!"

You couldn't tell if the sound that left his throat a second later was a cry or a laugh, but you assumed the latter as you watched the Kill Cam show his character flying back into the match on a parachute. Changbin had seen him clear as day and sniped him right out of the sky, leaving Jisung's character to fall dramatically to the ground.

You could hear the hoots of laughter coming through the headset from the rest of the guys, his teammates included, and it made a laugh of your own escape your mouth before you could stop it. Jisung turned to look at you with squinted eyes, a playful grin on his face as he gaped at you in mock betrayal.

"Baby!" he cried as he watched your shoulders shake with the force of your laughter. "You're supposed to be on my side!" he feigned offense.

"I'm sorry Sungie," you giggled as you squeezed his shoulders reassuringly and planted a soft kiss onto his messy bedhead. Jisung sent you a playful pout before he turned back around. "You're just too cute for words."

Jisung scoffed and returned your affection, planting another kiss on your hand as the final scoreboard flashed onto the screen. Interested to see how everyone played, you leaned in to take a look at everyone's scores.

Hyungs (4/4) Score: 100

[3Racha] DaddyDwaekki99; Kills:37 Deaths:9

[3Racha] xCB97x; Kills:30 Deaths:15

[SKZOO] Butt-Hunter0325; Kills:25 Deaths:18

[SKZOO] Jin&Tonic00; Kills:8 Deaths:24

Maknaes (4/4) Score: 66

[SKZOO] BrownieBoiT_T; Kills:29 Deaths:12

[SKZOO] Nimgnues148; Kills:20 Deaths:27

[SKZOO] XxMAKNA3.0N.T0PxX; Kills:13 Deaths:27

[3Racha] QuokkaPrince; Kills:4 Deaths:34

"Are you serious? How the hell did I do worse than Hyune?" Jisung grumbled as he looked at the scores, his face falling to one of disappointment. You could hear Bangchan cackling light-heartedly through the headset.

You let your hands then slide down Jisung's broad chest and hugged him tightly against you in an attempt to cheer him up. You kissed the top of his head again before resting your chin on it.

"Hey, I think you did good." you voiced. Jisung's hand came up to rub your arm in appreciation, though he was still frowning to himself.

"You're supposed to say that," he mumbled. "You're my girlfriend."

You just smiled down at him and leaned over to plant a kiss on his cheek. Jisung then lightly tapped his microphone to mute it before he reached up to cup your face, bringing your lips back to his for a gentle kiss. You smiled against his mouth before pulling away.

He tasted like coffee.

"Good morning, Jagi. Did you sleep well?" he asked now that he finally had a moment to talk with the game being over. You nodded and pressed a firm kiss to his exposed forehead, causing him to smile up at you.

"I slept perfectly," you answered with an adoring smile as you brushed some hair out of his face. Jisung craned his head back and puckered his lips once more, silently asking for another kiss, which you happily obliged.

His lips were slightly chapped and dry, probably from all the talking he'd been doing and lack of hydration, but they still felt warm against yours. You felt a shiver run down your spine when his tongue found yours a moment later, your body tingling with pleasure the way it always did when kissing him, even after all these years together.

"Did you eat?" you asked after his lips pulled away from you. The guys were busy upgrading their guns and changing their specs, so you had a little bit of alone time with Jisung before he was called back for another round.

"Mhmm., Jisung hummed as he swiveled his chair around and pulled you into his lap. He planted a kiss on your cheek and wrapped his arms lovingly around your waist before nuzzling his face into your neck. He loved physical touch with you, and he'd eat it up every chance he got. "I sure did. Just had some eggs and toast. There's coffee left if you want any."

"Thanks, Baby." you grinned down at him as you wrapped one arm around his neck and pulled him impossibly closer to you. His lips found purchase on the skin of your throat where he began peppering small pecks of love all over. "I'm really happy to see you back in here finally. You guys have all been working really hard lately and you all deserve time off to relax and have fun."

"There's a double XP event happening this week so we're trying to all get upgraded before we have to go back to work," he explained. You hummed in response, content with the affection he was currently giving you in between words. Jisung then pulled away, giving you an anxious look.

"Is it okay if I spend a couple of hours gaming with them? We can go watch some shows if you want to instead, I don-" You cut him off abruptly with a shake of your head and a hand over his mouth. Jisung peered up at you with wide eyes, waiting nervously for your response.

"Sungie, baby, if you want to spend the day gaming with the guys, I'm all for it. I promise," you assured him with a quick kiss to his nose. "I was actually thinking of joining you, honestly. It's been a long time since we had a gaming day."

You moved your hands to tangle in the wisps of hair that sat at the nape of his neck, toying aimlessly with the freshly-dyed strands of dark brown.

"Yeah?" he asked with a smirk. "You gonna' play some Stardew or something?"

You grinned down at him shyly.

"Actually, I was going to ask if I could try a round of Call of Duty with you guys. Would you teach me?"

Jisung's eyebrows disappeared behind his hair as he looked at you in shock. His mouth fell open slightly as if he couldn't believe his ears before it broke out into the most adorable smile you've ever seen.

"You want me to teach you how to play?" he asked, excitement already causing him to vibrate in his seat. He'd been waiting for the day for you to ask him to teach you how to play all his favorite games, even though there weren't a lot of them. He was absolutely ecstatic at your inquiry, he could barely mask it as he jumped happily.

"Of course, I will teach you, Baby!" he squealed when you nodded. "I'm not very good myself, but we can do a one-on-one match so you can get used to the controls without being overwhelmed."

The excitement and happiness on his soft features almost made you blow your cover. He was so cute when he got excited over little things like this. It made you fall impossibly more in love with him.

You shook your head quickly before he could even finish his sentence, causing confusion to glaze over in his stare.

"I want to play with the guys. Right now. I want the next round," you claimed as you shifted on his lap, turning around to take the mouse in your hand. Your other hand landed on the keyboard and your fingers twitched with anticipation. They fell perfectly into place and you hoped to god Jisung didn't notice.

Jisung was taken by surprise at your eagerness, but he just laughed and wrapped his arm around you and went to unmute the mic before you grabbed ahold of his wrist and stopped him.

"Don't tell the guys I'm playing. I want to surprise them," you insisted. Jisung raised an eyebrow at you.

"Surprise them how?" he asked slowly, his eyes suspicious yet amused. You beamed back and kissed him on the nose once more.

"I'm going to win this round for you. That'll stop them from teasing you so much." You could hear the guys shit-talking each other through the headset Jisung had looped around his neck when you initially sat down. It was all in good fun, obviously, but they were making a lot of digs at Jisung, which only made you more determined to bring home a win for Ji and the Maknaes.

Jisung gave you a skeptical look, biting his lower lip in uncertainty when he realized how serious you were.

"Have you played this game before?" he questioned. You shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly.

"Once or twice while you were at work." you fibbed, hoping he didn't catch onto your lie the way he always did with you.

"Alright, but if you fuck up my K-D ratio, I'm gon' be really upset." he teased. He sat himself up straighter so he could lean his chin on your shoulder and watch. You rolled your eyes at him and let out a snarky remark, to which he laughed.

"Can't fuck it up more than it already is."

"Har har, very funny."

Jisung hooked his headset back onto one ear, allowing you to listen in on the conversation as well. You took the time to make yourself your own custom gun class, one that you were used to and had been using for months prior, but you tried to act clueless as you put it together.

So far, so good.

Jisung, and the rest of the guys for that matter, had no clue what was coming for them.

"Alright, so move your character using the WASD keys." Jisung lightly pushed the hand on the keyboard out of his way and demonstrated for you. "Space is jump and 'R' is reload. Use the middle button on the mouse-" he quickly moved his other hand to hover over yours, demonstrating again. "to use your lethal equipment, and the '1' key to switch to your tactical equipment."

You nodded along, playing dumb as you repeated his actions.

"The left mouse button is how you fire your weapon, while the right mouse button is used to aim down sight. 'E' is used to interact with shit around the world, and 'M' will bring up your map." he continued on without hesitation, waiting for you to nod in understanding before moving on to the next. "You can crouch and slide by pressing the 'C' key, or you can lay down by holding it. Cool?"

You nodded again, biting your lower lip to stop a laugh from escaping your throat as his vague instructions. Jisung misunderstood your action and began rubbing his hands up and down your arms reassuringly.

"It's okay, Baby. Don't be nervous. You got this. I'll be your eyes and ears, okay?"

After going over the rest of the controls, all of which you already knew and more, Jisung unmuted his mic and hopped back into the conversation the guys were having about the upcoming album due to come out in the next couple of months.

His hands were now resting on your hips reassuringly while he talked with the guys, acting as if he was playing, and you felt yourself getting jittery from the anticipation that tore through you when the countdown finally began.

When the clock hit zero and all players were free to move, you quickly worked your way around the familiar map and went directly to your favorite vantage point, perfect for sniping off of. Jisung snorted to himself when he saw your character pull out the sniper rifle you customized.

"Good luck, Sweetheart. Binnie-hyung is a sniper king," he mumbled quietly enough for only you to hear. You shook your head.

"Not for long," you whispered back.

Felix's voice came barreling through the headset suddenly, causing you to jump as adrenaline pumped through your veins. You loved the rush that came with these FPS games.

"Roof of the red building!" he yelled excitedly. Jisung's finger came up to point out where Binnie's character was sneakily army-crawling across a rooftop in the distance, just like Felix had said. You pulled out your sniper, aimed down your sight, and lined up the shot. In a second, POW! Binnie had died in one swift shot to the head.

"What the fuck?" Changbin laughed in disbelief into his mic, confusion clear in his tone. "Are you using a sniper rifle, Ji?"

You held back a cackle at his words, allowing Jisung to answer with a small laugh of his own, the disbelief in his own voice barely unnoticed. "Yeah, I figured I'd change it up a bit." he offered to his older member. He sounded so casual, but his eyebrows were once again raised in surprise as your lucky shot.

Looking through the scope of your gun, you watched as Changbin's character climbed back onto the same roof moments later and aimed his own rifle in your direction, a flash of light in the distance. You were quick to get up from your crouched position and move away from his field of view, your fingers dancing across the keyboard as you changed position and sniped him again from a different angle.

POW!

Dead again.

Binnie let out a string of curse words as his body rolled dramatically off the roof to the ground below.

"Yah! What the fuck?" he laughed again.

You knew your cover was now blown, so you jumped from the rooftop you were lying across and parachuted down to the ground, running for cover when you heard gunshots going off all around you.

"Ji, behind you!" Jeongin shouted. You twirled your character around and pulled out your secondary weapon, a simple pistol, seeing Lino's character running towards you at full speed with nothing but a knife in his hand.

Typical Lino.

You smirked at his antics and shot him point blank before he could reach you, causing Lino to squeal dramatically like a girl into the mic, which in turn, made you and Jisung both wince at the unusually high pitch of it.

"Nooooo! Dammit!" he laughed.

Jisung gave you a soft high-five at your kill and watched in awe as the game continued.

For fifteen minutes, you sat rock solid in Jisung's lap, your eyes hyper-focused on the screen as you ran across the map, killing off the Hyungs and racking up your team's points. The boys were all shocked at Jisungs 'sudden skill', suspicious of him cheating or hacking the system, but he had lost the ability to defend himself as he was too shocked to even say anything in response.

He muted his mic and was cheering you on, congratulating you on every kill and assist you got. He had chalked it all up to beginner luck, but when you got the game-winning kill, sniping Chan from across the map where he hid almost too perfectly between two barrels, barely in your sights, he knew.

He knew this wasn't your first, second, or even third time playing. Based on the snicker on your face when the scoreboard popped up, deeming you first place on the winning team, he knew you'd been practicing while he was away at work. And while he was envious of your skill and abilities, he was more proud than anything else.

"Okay, Ji, seriously? What the fuck?" How did you get from the bottom of the scoreboard to the top in the span of five rounds?" Felix was in awe. You smiled over at Jisung upon hearing the younger males' question., and before Jisung could answer with some cocky response you knew he'd have, you tapped the mic to unmute it and spoke into it playfully.

"Hi guys," you giggled.

As much as you wanted Jisung to take credit, you couldn't. You worked so hard to impress these guys and you didn't want to pass up the opportunity to prove them wrong with their teasing.

"Holy shit, Y/n?" Hyunjin chuckled in disbelief. "Was that you playing the entire round?"

"The one and only," you confirmed with a smirk.

"Fuck, I want you on my team next time. You snipe better than I do." Changbin spoke next. You shook your head and tsked at him.

"Sorry Binnie, no can do."

"Why not?" Hyunjin then added. "You're technically mine and Changbin-hyungs Noona, so you're playing on the wrong team!" You could practically hear his frown through the speaker of Jisung's headphones.

"Sorry guys. I play for Jisung and Jisung only."

Seungmin scoffed playfully at your words.

"You're a fucking simp." he joked. You laughed alongside everyone else before hitting them with the final blow.

"Looks like you guys are just going to have to, what is it that Binnie said last round? Get on my level, bitch." you mocked.

The guys all burst out into laughter at your impression, Binnie included.

While the guys went on to boast about your incredible win, Jisung muted the microphone once more and nuzzled his face back into your neck lovingly.

"You're a little shit," he teased, his nose tracing the shape of your ear. A shiver ran up your spine as his hot breath fanned across your throat.

"What did I do?" you asked innocently as you tilted your head to the side, allowing him to trace his nose along your neck before plating a teasing kiss below your jaw. He squeezed your hips and nibbled your skin gently as he laughed at your innocent tone.

"You've been playing this a lot, haven't you?" he questioned before biting your neck again and sucking the skin into his mouth. You sensed he was punishing you for playing him so well, but you didn't mind. You loved the feeling of his mouth on your skin.

"Every day while you're at work." you breathed out. "Gotta' learn how to put the boys in their place for teasing you so much. Gotta protect my baby." you then cooed.

Jisung's hands trailed up your sides again, sliding underneath the fabric of his sweater. His touch on your skin felt electric as his mouth teased your earlobe, his hands traveling further up your torso.

The bulge in his pants that he was rutting against you was growing harder with each passing second. Leave it to Jisung to get turned on by something as simple as you knowing how to game.

"Fuck," he whispered in an adoring tone. "I really hit the fucking jackpot with you, Jagi."

Hannjis Pookie Wookie Bears 🐻: @moonlightndaydreams @noellllslut @bethanysnow @channieandhisgoonsquad @queenmea604 @newhope8

[mythicalgeek]

Addressing how Persephone is sexualized in Lore Olympus.

Soooo... here's the thing, I LOVE Lore Olympus. I love the art style, the magic, how it mixes greek mythology with the modernday and it's reimagine of the character's, that it's not afraid to deel with sierous issue and I relate with Persephone on a very personal level. I found the webtoon at a time when I really needed an escape from things happing in my life and Lore Olympus was there comfort and inspire me.

I have a lot of love for this webtoon, however... there's some problems I had with how Persephone was sexualized in the first season. There were moment's where she was viewed in a fetishized male gaze that was ... not great 😖 (case and point 👇)

This portrayal unfortunately falls under the sexy baby trope and I found this very strange and out of place in a story that is suppose to a feminine retelling of greek mythology.

Now I dont mind that Persephone is sexualized since she is of age and it's a part of her character arc. Her story is about gaining agency after being sheltered her whole life and understanding her sexuality is a part of that. Her reclaiming of her trauma and sexuality is one of the reasons way a lot of people enjoy the webtoon and can relate with this verson of Persephone.

So why is she portrayed under the male gaze in a way that does not support the core of her character? It's especially worse when we are seeing Persephone through Hades eye's, witch doesn't help since the age gap is a controversial topic in the fandom and a lot people think that LO is pedophilia, and these moment's didint help the romance or Hades as a character.

And that sucks because as far a retelling of the Hades and Persephone myth goes, I acually like how most of there relationship is handled and the age gap dose not bother me as mush, mostly because I think that Hades is somewhat emotional stunted do to his trauma and that him and Persephone are at the same level intellectually, and a lot of there relationship is quite healthy albeit some what codependent. It definitely is not perfect and I do wish that the romance could have been handle defiantly at times, mostly with the framing and the language that they use in some scenes.

I've seen some people compare Lore Olympus to Twilight and Fifty Shades of Gray and even though there are some similarities ( both having a young woman discovering her sexuality and a immortal or rich boyfriend/ husband), but the core difference is that Hades is not abusive or possessive twords Persephone and treats her with respect.

Lucky with season 2 and 3 the gross male gaze moment's where mostly removed and we saw more of the female gaze, (not just because we got more shirtless Hades 🤭) but because of how Persephone is portrayed sexually. (case and point 👇)

Persephone isn't fetishized like she is in season 1 instead she's shown as powerful and has agentsy over her own boby, the focus is more on the intimacy, connection and longing between her and Hades and when we do see Persephone trough Hades eye's she's viewed with tenderness and seen as a beautiful desirable women and not a sexy baby. Also it should be notice that after the ten year banishment Persephone is thirty year's old when she and Hades gets married and have sex for the first time.

This some what redeemed Lore Olympus for me and even though the webtoon it far from perfect there is nothing wrong enjoying and finding value in this story as long we view it with our brain's turnd on.

Just to be clear this not a anti Lore Olympus post, I am simply addressing one of the problematic aspects of the webtoon because I feel like we should acknowledge it's flaws while enjoying the story and characters.

[imperfectnothing]

Inspiration Chart for my sona, Kay (pronounced kye), for the alnst sona season. Below I will explain them :3

I didn't include myself but he's literally me but if I was in Alien Stage so like be nice to me i am just a little guy

Pearl from Steven Universe - the separation of different "lives," the compulsive secret keeping, the strict internal logic, and the neuroticism. His personality has a lot of similarities to hers.

Lapis Lazuli from Steven Universe - seems probably weird to incorporate the self-punishment (both when it comes to Jasper and her self isolation right before the climax of the story), the broken psyche, the separation of identity and the way that she has been identified for so long by other people but not by herself. Also she's just my favorite Steven Universe character and one of the songs that inspired Kay I actually learned from a Lapis Lazuli animatic. so you know

Herta (4 star) from Honkai: Star Rail - specifically this form of her because she's an automaton. Mostly she's just here because of the fact that her consciousness comes from a person separate from her, her physical form is based on a version of that person, and she's permanently detached from that person, the same person but never truly the same person. No personality or anything carries over it's literally just because of the circumstances around Herta as a character. Maybe except the detachment . . . but (shrugs)

Hikaru from the Summer that Hikaru Died - the plot of Kay's character is not actually based on the Summer that Hikaru died but some of his relationship with Aoki, his boyfriend (@bluemoonscape), is heavily inspired by the relationship between Hikaru and Yoshiki. But yeah ironically enough Kay is someone who died and then was replaced by a being that is the same "person" but also they are distinctly a different person and the some of the people in their life have noticed but like at the same time, Kay (and Hikaru) are both trying to play the part of the person they used to be.

Jensen from the Prince of Southland (on Webtoon) - direct inspiration for Kay being an android insofar as being a human with an robot/android brain. Also being very secretive around that fact, being standoffish and kind of cagey, but at the same time, very sincere and earnest when you get to know him (technically also a me trait but like i can say it's character inspired right?? right??

Sad Machine by Porter Robinson . . . "I don't know much about your life beyond these walls, the fleeting sense of love within these godforsaken walls, but I can hear it in his voice, in every call, this girl who's slept a hundred years has something after all" if that doesn't explain it to you i don't know what else to say

tagging @zerostyrant & @apple8ees & @junebluues because they requested it <3 love you all

[ireadyabooks]

Spring into Extraordinary Graphic Novels from I read YA! 🌷🎨

Graphic novels are one of our favorite reading formats here at I read YA! It’s always such a joy seeing an author bring their magnificent storytelling to life with their artwork or another artist adding their unique spin! The possibilities are endless when it comes to graphic novel styles, and that’s what makes them so perfect! There is something for everyone! We have compiled some of our recent favorite graphic novels below that you should absolutely check out as we welcome spring and warmer weather! Whether you’re looking for stories about an adorable daydreamer, a dark secret, or two boys simply falling in love, we have it all! Happy reading!

Rainbow! Volume 1 by Gloom & Sunny

From Tapas Media, the same webtoon platform that brought you Magical Boy, comes Rainbow!, a new LGBTQ+ YA graphic novel series!

Teenager Boo Meadows has pink hair and a very vivid imagination -- she has trouble separating from the real world. In her daydreams, she dances beautifully at balls or fights monsters as a magical girl. In reality, she has a complicated home life, work stress, school stress, and a wicked crush on the girl of her dreams. When a new student, Mimi, arrives at school, Boo starts exploring a side of herself that she never considered before. As she grows closer with Mimi, it may finally be time for Boo to face reality . . . Who is the real Mimi? The one in her dreams? Or the one in real life?

Rainbow! is perfect for fans of Heartstopper and Magical Boy, full of heart, adorable illustrations, and a storyline that any teenager can relate to!

Start reading Rainbow! Volume 1 now!

Escape From St. Hell by Lewis Hancox

In this sequel to the Indie bestseller Welcome to St. Hell, Lewis Hancox tells the hilarious, inspiring story of coming into his own as a trans man.

For Lew, figuring out he was a guy and wanted to live life as a guy was the end of our journey... and the start of a whole other journey. Escape From St. Hell charts all the changes that Lew wanted to be made in order for him to live as a young trans man -- changes not just to his own body and perspective, but to the perspectives of the family, friends, and enemies around him.

As he did in his bestselling graphic memoir Welcome to St. Hell, Lewis Hancox charts his journey with plenty of laughs, a good number of cringes, and an honesty that takes readers along for the ride of Lew's life.

Start reading Escape From St. Hell now!

The Deep Dark by Molly Knox Ostertag

From Molly Knox Ostertag, writer-illustrator of the New York Times and Indie bestselling The Witch Boy trilogy and The Girl from the Sea, comes a darkly beautiful story of identity, family, love, loss, and magic.

Everyone has secrets. Mags’s has teeth.

Magdalena Herrera is about to graduate high school, but she already feels like an adult with serious responsibilities: caring for her ailing grandmother; working a part-time job; clandestine makeouts with a girl who has a boyfriend. And then there’s her secret, which pulls her into the basement each night, drains her of energy, and leaves her bleeding. A secret that could hurt and even kill if it ever got out -- like it did once before.

So Mags keeps her head down, isolated in her small desert community. That is, until her childhood friend Nessa comes back to town, bringing vivid memories of the past, an intoxicating glimpse of the future, and a secret of her own. Mags won’t get attached, of course. She’s always been strong enough to survive without anyone’s help.

But when the darkness starts to close in on them both, Mags will have to drag her secret into the daylight, and choose between risking everything... or having nothing left to lose.

Start reading The Deep Dark now!

Heartstopper 5 by Alice Oseman

Boy meets boy. Boys become friends. Boys fall in love. The bestselling LGBTQ+ graphic novel about life, love, and everything that happens in between: this is the fifth volume of the much-loved HEARTSTOPPER series, featuring gorgeous two-color artwork.

Nick and Charlie are in love. They’ve finally said those three little words, and Charlie has almost persuaded his mum to let him sleep over at Nick’s house. He wants to take their relationship to the next level... but can he find the confidence he needs? And with Nick going off to university next year, is everything about to change?

By Alice Oseman, winner of the YA Book Prize, Heartstopper encompasses all the small moments of Nick and Charlie’s lives that together make up something larger, which speaks to all of us.

Contains discussions around mental health and eating disorders, and sexual references.

Start reading Heartstopper 5 now!

Stars in Their Eyes by Jessica Walton and Aśka

In this lighthearted YA romance, Maisie and Ollie discover that nothing beats the feeling of falling in love for the first time.

Maisie is on her way to Fancon! She's looking forward to meeting her idol, Kara Bufano, the action hero from her favorite TV show, who has a lower-leg amputation, just like Maisie. But when Maisie and her mom arrive at the convention center, she is stopped in her tracks by Ollie, a cute volunteer working the show. They are kind, charming, and geek out about nerd culture just as much as Maisie does. And as the day wears on, Maisie notices feelings for Ollie that she's never had before. Is this what it feels like to fall in love?

Perfect for fans of Heartstopper and Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up with Me, this graphic novel debut is a fresh, one-of-a-kind story that celebrates the excitement of meeting someone special for the first time.

Start reading Stars in Their Eyes now!

The Good Neighbors by Holly Black and Ted Naifeh

From the bestselling author of The Cruel Prince, an astonishing graphic trilogy set in a faerie world, full of mystery, intrigue, and romance.

From the amazing imagination of bestselling author Holly Black and acclaimed illustrator Ted Naifeh, a mysterious and wonderful faerie saga, for the first time in one volume.

Rue Silver's mother has disappeared... and her father has been arrested, suspected of killing her. But it's not as straightforward as that. Because Rue is a faerie, like her mother was. And her father didn't kill her mother -- instead, he broke a promise to Rue's faerie king grandfather, which caused Rue's mother to be flung back to the faerie world. Now Rue must go to save her -- and defeat a dark faerie that threatens our very mortal world.

Start reading The Good Neighbors now!

[the-path-to-redemption]

Hi! I was on the Heartstopper tag and saw one of your older posts. And I'm just curious: I never even heard of the 'Boyfriends' webcomic; where can one read it? Also, what did Alice O. say about japanese BL? That seems extremely messed up, when she very obviously was inspired by them, and caters to the same audience, who would read cutesy shounen-ais... Thanks, if you answer.

Hi! So the "Boyfriends" comic is written and illustrated by Refrainbow, an Asian transman which you can read on Webtoon. It updates weekly and is generally very cute as the plot is just following a polyamorous group of boyfriends living college life together, so it won't include something like a grand overarching plot like other stories might. It's a Slice of Life comic with most chapters having a condensed plot that can be wrapped up pretty quickly.

And as for Al*ce O. and their stance on BL, here's a link to their opinion on it as well as someone responding to it on Twitter. But to briefly summarize, Al*ce claims that Hearts*ppers shouldn't be considered "yaoi" or even "BL" because the works falling under these categories are "fetishizing" gay men in a bad way. But the thing is, BL or "Boys Love" is literally just that, Boys Love. It's a genre that encompasses light-hearted works of Shounen Ai (basically just BL in Japanese) to the more hardcore, NSFW variants. It's the same thing to classify any work including an MLW relationship under the "Romance" genre, regardless of whether it has sexual content or not.

The problem with Al*ce's point is that they consider these works, mostly made by Japanese or other Asian creators, as "fetishizing" and "negative" while their work as a Western creator is somehow more pure and "not fetishizing". Which is xenophobia. Because they are elevating their work as a Westerner over Eastern creators without even attempting to do basic research into the BL genre and history, or how by creating these works, those Eastern creators are much more susceptible to legal troubles regardless of their works having NSFW contents or not. That's just shitty, and the hypocrisy of Western baby queers doing the same thing Al*ce is doing makes them xenophobes and Puritans as fuck.

Again, you can like one variant of this big genre and not like the other. That's your right as a reader, but elevating one over the other, especially when you're putting down works of marginalized people makes you scummy.

[sketch-guardian]

I LOVE WRITERDUMBASS’S REQUESTS, THEYRE SO FUNNY.

IS IT OKAY IF I REQUEST SOMETHING INSPIRED BY THEIR REQUEST WHERE ITS LIKE DRAWING THE STUDENTS AS IF THEY WERE IN THE BOYFRIENDS WEBTOON OR THE COFFIN OF ANDY AND IDK HER NAME WHEN THEY DONT ANSWER MC’S TEXTS AS A “PUNISHMENT”

I LOVE YOUR WRITING SM 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

I'm sure @writerdumbass will be happy to read your compliments☺they always have very creative asks in mind✨Also, of course you can make such a request, the webtoon and videogame mentioned ruin my sanity😂however I'll do my best anyway🙈thank you for the compliment btw, I appreciate it very much💜:

"RAD CLASSMATES+NEW EXCHANGE STUDENTS WITH A MC WHO PUNISHES THEM FOR NOT REPLYING TO THEIR TEXTS BY DRAWING THEM AS IF THEY WERE IN THE BOYFRIENDS WEBTOON OR IN THE COFFIN OF ANDY AND LEYLEY"

DEMYA

Demya can sometimes get distracted by other activities, so it wouldn't be that unlikely that she wouldn't always pay attention to her D.D.D and consequently miss some texts from MC. Eventually when Demya would check her D.D.D throughout the day, she would notice a sketch sent by MC, showing herself drawn in the style of a certain videogame, as Ashley. Demya would know few details about it, so at first she would suspect it was a reference to her cannibalism, which would make her almost happy, like a quote, but then by doing more research, Demya would discover the incest detail, quite disgusting...MC better start running, because Demya knows her mate's scent and will hunt them down-

DOMNRA/MOBIM

Usually if Domnra is busy training or listening to way too loud music with headphones to hear his D.D.D ringing, Mobim would be in charge of replying to texts, while the little curse would bring the D.D.D to Domnra in case of calls, since Mobim only knows how to express itself through squeaks. On an occasion where even Mobim fails to intervene in time, then it would be the time MC would send such punishment to their partner via text. Domnra would choke on his spit at seeing himself represented as a character from the Boyfriends webtoon, especially Goth, because not only would Domnra know the webtoon's terrible reputation, but he would also find it offensive and take it personally. MC should prepare themselves to receive a voice message, lasting about half an hour, in which an annoyed Domnra would shout swears and order MC to delete such garbage

AZUL

Azul is quite often on social media, however when busy with photography or painting, he would tend to keep his D.D.D on silent, to avoid distractions, consequently missing texts, even from MC. Azul would know perfectly well about the reputation of the Boyfriends webtoon, being in step with internet trends and memes, so noticing himself drawn as Nerd, he would let out a dismayed gasp, but he wouldn't be discouraged, two can play the same game. MC would receive in the following days sketches of them drawn pregnant with Shrek holding their belly or in a threesome with Mario and Sonic, after all it was MC who started the war and Azul wouldn't back down

ZURI

Zuri often receives commissions via email or important phone calls, so she would be quite careful with her D.D.D, however it could happen every now and then that while she is busy with the sewing machine, Zuri may not hear MC's texts. As soon as Zuri noticed their text, which was a sketch of her drawn as a certain Renee Graves, she would look at the drawing with a raised eyebrow, trying to grasp the motivation behind it. After some research, Zuri's expression would turn exasperated and cold. Zuri would then inform MC that if they wanted their privilege of receiving affection revoked, then they could have semply asked for it directly, letting MC reflect on their childish actions and then expecting an apology

ODON

Odon wouldn't be very experienced with technology, in fact they would be quite certain that due to their eldritch nature, electronic devices struggle to function properly in their presence, so MC would be quite heartless to blame Odon for it. Furthermore, Odon is very knowledgable, but on ancient matters, while on more modern topics they would be quite clueless, therefore at the sight of themselves drawn like Andrew from The Coffin Of Andy And Leyley, Odon wouldn't understand that it's supposed to be a punishment, they would think MC did such thing only for the similarity between their colors and would politely thank MC for the present, complimenting their artistic skills (please protect Odon-)

REMIEL

(Please protect Remiel pt.2-) Remiel would have no idea how technology works, she has never used it and would need help the first few times before understanding how a D.D.D works, even if she wouldn't reach Simeon's levels. Remiel, as she's often busy with leading souls to the afterlife, may not have much time to reply to texts and therefore would be forced to read them later and get used to controlling the device. Noticing MC's text, Remiel would notice a sketch of herself drawn in a certain style, like Goth, even if she wouldn't realize that it was the Boyfriends webtoon, so she would simply reply with a question mark, as if to ask what the sketch was about, making MC feel almost guilty, given Remiel's innocence

NATHANIEL

Surprisingly, Nathaniel would know how to use a D.D.D and would be quite up to date with technology and internet, however due to his celestial duty, he would often find himself forced to respond with a slight delay, a mistake which to his surprise, MC would make him pay dearly for. Nathaniel would notice a text, showing himself drawn as Prep from the Boyfriends webtoon and would observe in silence for a few seconds, before writing to MC that perhaps spending too much time in Devildom has made them fit to become a demon, there is a circle of hell especially for people as them after all, he would add, although it wouldn't be clear from his texts whether Nathaniel is serious or kidding

URIEL

Uriel wouldn't consider using a D.D.D necessary, believing that MC chanting her name would be enough to make her come down from the Celestial Realm to their aid, however given MC's insistence, she would agree to bring her D.D.D with her, but often forgetting to check it, not used to have it. Uriel would finally deign to respond to MC and noticing the sketch of herself in the guise of Jock from the Boyfriends webtoon, not understanding the reference, she would demand explanations from MC. If MC confessed the details, Uriel would show up at MC's location, loudly telling MC they should be ashamed and that she will not tolerate such insults

[specialshinytrinkets]

❤️‍🩹 One More Time 💚

[Rambling and Artfight links under the cut!]

Look at them. Look at my gay lil men. The most fucking guys ever. What is wrong with them.

I know this isn't, like, anywhere near their ACTUAL plotline story, cuz I've never introduced these bitches anywhere outside of Artfight (here are the links btw - for Derres and Kee), but I was. REALLY in the mood to draw something more ✨️risqué✨️ than usual, so here we are. This is completely canon btw. Because I said so. It just happens far into the imaginary timeline

(Fun fact: I started drawing this on the same day I finished the Woland drawing. It got finished next day, roughly in the same time as that one, a.k.a. 3 hours. I am speed)

There isn't any symbolism in the colors, I just picked them because they were pretty, and I was super inspired by a Webtoon Stick n Poke, which I LOVE for many reasons, but in this case, the art direction. Monochrome color schemes are very cool to use, because, for example, it makes the full color all the more impactful, and the colors themselves can convey a specific emotion! Weow! Art is awesome! But we're not doing that here GHXVNGXVNGX it's just lighting that I think is appropriate for each situation and helps them be differentiated from one another, so that you'd know that it's. Not just one night they had, no, it's not even a pattern by this point, and it'd be very clowish to use that word. In a bad way

Idk what else to say, uhhh... Kee is gay. In all the ways. He's had 14 boyfriends. The longest one lasted 5 years. The last one (different one) cheated on him, so that sucks. Made him steer from romance for a while. The explosion didn't help either, like, damn, dude can't catch a break

Derres is bisexual, because bisexual men are cool and awesome. He's also aromantic and doesn't really realise that! He's got his own trust issues and trauma to go through. Uh. He's never dated anyone before. Or ever been in a relationship that isn't strictly familial or platonic. Yeah

That's all I have to say. Bye

[lemonidae]

ONGOING WEBTOONS 2

Love Work Balance (지금부터 사내연애 썰푼다) by A1

Tagged: Romance, Slice of Life, Smut, Yaoi , Age Gap

Ahn Yiyoung has won big in both his career and love. Not only is the start-up company he started with his college friends thriving, but he’s also dating SJ Group's talented director, Kang Daehyung. Well, "former" director, that is. After resigning from his position, Daehyung has been doing everything to be Yiyoung's perfect trophy boyfriend at home. But it won't be long until Daehyung is back to wearing his professional suits, now as the investor and director of Yiyoung's company! How will these two keep things balanced between work life and love life? Sequel to On or Off.

Scent and Sensibility / Boundaries of Scent (향의 경계) by Lily (릴리)

Tagged: Drama, Yaoi, Secretary, Boss-Subordinate, Office Life, Omegaverse

OMEGAVERSE "Become his therapist, and you'll earn 500,000 a year!" When Moon Dobin, a dominant omega, goes for a job interview, he's baffled by the CEO's proposal: have sex with her son as a form of therapy. His client? Seo Tae-oh, a dominant alpha who can't sense pheromones. Dobin has worked hard to protect his virginity, but for that salary… anything goes! So, Dobin leads a secret double life as Tae-oh's secretary by day and his therapist by night. As the two spend more time together, something is in the air - and not just pheromones!

Perfect Buddy / XXX Buddy (퍼펙트 버디) by Lash (Author), Daki (Artist)

Tagged: Comedy, Drama, Mature, Romance, Yaoi, Office Workers, Opposites Attract

Seo Hyunsoo is sure of one thing: people are scum and they will always disappoint you. Sure enough, at his very first company dinner after his transfer to a new department, he finds his coworker, the obnoxiously upbeat Baek Youngchan, performing an unsavory deed in the men's bathroom. As much as Hyunsoo would like to avoid Youngchan from that point on, Youngchan seems intent on not letting him out of his sight... Will Hyunsoo be able to evade the encroaching chaos of his new work neighbor? Or will these two clashing coworkers find that opposites really do attract?

1 to 10 (원투텐) by NOD

Tagged: Comedy, Romance, Smut, Yaoi, Uni life

1 to 10, from holding hands to kissing, everything in a relationship has to go according to plan for Gunjoon. You can’t just skip over one stage to the other, not when everything needs to proceed in order—you gotta hit those bases one by one. Then there’s Jungseok who’s the exact opposite, carefree and spontaneous and just looking for some fun. So just imagine Gunjoon’s surprise when after one drunken night, he wakes up in the same bed with none other than Jungseok. Looks like Gunjoon’s gotta brace himself for a romance that defies the 1 to 10 rule, a rollercoaster ride of a love that’s gonna blow his mind for sure…

Don't Mix Business with Pleasure! (공과 사는 구분해!) by Hodot

Tagged: Comedy, Romance, Smut, Yaoi, Uni life

Baek Dohu's a university student who writes BL novels on the side. And his preferred type of top character? The scumbag kind, who treats their partners like crap. And Dohu's first impression of Seo Juheon is the complete opposite: the typical nice-guy—always smiling, always catering to the needs of those around him. But things take a turn when he accidentally comes across Juheon blackmailing someone in an alley. The real Juheon is a polar opposite from the facade he puts up; he swears, he has a temper, he's manipulative…and Dohu loves it. Juheon could be THE inspiration for his next big novel that hit a dead end long ago. Excited, Dohu starts following Juheon around "observing" his character, which is bound to give Juheon some wrong ideas… Between the lines of artist and muse, business and pleasure, who'll be the first to cross the line over to the other side?

Crossing the Line (선 넘는 사이) by Pangin (author), Hudadak (artist)

Tagged: Comedy, Romance, Yaoi, Bisexual, Enemies, Sex Friends,Uni life cw: Dubious Consent, Homophobia

Han Garam’s roomate is rude, inconsiderate, and…okay, totally his type. But after overhearing him talking about how much he hates gay people, Garam knows he needs to seek revenge, and what better way than by getting off to gay porn in the other man’s bed! It would have been the perfect plan, if only he hadn’t been caught in the act by the raging homophobe himself, Yoon Jaehyuk. Jaehyuk is disgusted by what he sees but, with the RA refusing to let him switch, he has no choice but to try and force Garam to move out himself. An achievable goal, it seems, until one unexpected night of passion throws Jaehyuk’s world into disarray. Sure, he definitely still wants Garam to leave, but…why can’t he stop thinking about it?!

Jinx (징크스) by Mingwa

Tagged: Drama, Smut, Yaoi, Boss-Subordinate Relationship, Martial Arts, Sports, Contractual Relationship, Debt cw: Dubious Consent, Rape, Abuse, Violence

Physical therapist Kim Dan has been down on his luck for as long as he can remember. Between an ailing grandmother, menacing loansharks, and an old boss making it almost impossible for him to find work, Dan is truly running out of options. Naturally, it feels like a dream come true when he’s finally hired to treat top-paid MMA fighter Joo Jaekyung, especially when the man then calls him out for a treatment the night before a match with an oh-so-tantalizing offer of five thousand dollars. He claims to have a “jinx” in need of a particular type of “treatment," but it's one that Dan isn't quite prepared to offer… You see, Jaekyung may be a beast in the ring, but he’s even rougher in the bedroom, and Dan’s not sure he can survive Jaekyung at his most primal. Nevertheless, the promise of much-needed cash has Dan agreeing to this ill-fated deal… Could a night together be the thing to help Jaekyung break this jinx once and for all?

Fight Club (파이트 클럽) by AM

Tagged: Adult, Drama, Mature, Romance, Smut, Sports, Yaoi, Boxing, Height Difference, Omegaverse, Rivals

OMEGAVERSE Minchan lived life as supreme alpha. A friend recommended to Min-chan, who felt bored with this life, join , where someone's worth is judged solely by their martial arts skills. Minchan started with a light game and then participated in the game himself. When he gets tired of constantly winning in martial arts, he ends up losing to Tae-wook, who is smaller than him and an omega. Minchan approaches Tae-wook with resentment for the defeat he experienced for the first time in his life, but his pride is even more hurt by their attitude, which seems to show no interest in him. Then one day, a heat cycle hits Tae-wook, and Minchan jumps at the chance to spend the night with Tae-wook… The beginning of a love fight with physical confrontations!

A Well-known Love Affair (명성이따르는연애) by PEANUT

Tagged: Drama, Romance, Yaoi, Chaebol, Delivery Man, Depression

Woo Myung-seong, the next rising leader in the hotel world, was molded by his father to be a ‘masterpiece’. Although Myung-seong appears to be perfect in every aspect, in reality, he is losing his zest for life, exhausted by the pressures he endured since childhood. One day, Myung-seong runs into Jeonsu, a former highschool classmate, who works as a delivery man for a chicken restaurant. After this encounter, Myung-seong decides to use the inexperienced Jeonsu to change his mood under the guise of sharing his dating skills to help Jeonsu find a girlfriend. Jeonsu, who is sincere with all his emotions on display, a fool, begins to stir something in Myung-seong’s heart.

Ongoing webtoons | 1 | x | 3 |

[overlymetaromantic]

Hii!! Okay so like basically I've been reading My Brother's (Not So) Secret Boyfriend on webtoon /I haven't finished it yet 😔/ and Ive noted that Maki and Kaito kind of look/act (a bit) like Yuji and Megumi from jjk,, was that an inspiration in any way or am I just imagining things lol/nf /pos

HA no worries, that is something I have been called out on several times 😂😂 In all honestly, the answer is yes and no—I did 100% borrow quite liberally from Yuji's overall visual design for Maki, but truth be told I didn't....actually make it that far into JJK, like I don't think I even reached the halfway point of season 1 🥲 So Maki and Kaito's personalities/ship dynamic being similar to Yuji/Megumi is much more of a coincidence lmao, although from what I've seen of the ship, I do fully get the comparisons, especially considering Maki's design and the fact that I do mentally categorize him as being a similar shonen-protagonist personality type 😂

[officeobject]

Boyfriends Webtoon slander compilation (the old compilation + will update)

Color codes:

Pink = Darlen stuff

Purple: Compilations, aesthetic stuff, etc

Orange: Other, such as news, I guess

Everything before "Best and worst fidgets, for when you're watching Boyfriends Slander content" is old and from 2023 or something.

Why I hate them (I can swear to God none of my hate is in a joking way)

Besides the fact that they are stereotypical, awful characters, I knew someone for years who reminded me of Goth (which is why I seem to hate Goth the most), and Prep reminds me why I'm aromantic asexual, whilst also making me feel aroacephobic to myself. The webtoom gives me the same feelings as, and remind me of me, if I was alloromabtic allosexual, and that would include a change of both personality and would also remove my neurodivergence, since I could swear to God I can't separate myself from those identities. The webtoon is the webtoon equivalent of what I feared I would become, the webtoon is the equivalent of when I'm being myself less, etc, and hating on it makes me feel:

A sense of community, pride (also queer pride), general happiness, a sense of being heard and understood (the latter of which I don't seem to feel as often as the average person), a sense of belonging, a sense of being allowed to be me, and many other things. 

Anyways, I obviously also hate Nerd and Jock (in case you don't know, he likes the other back, has a puppy kink, and allegedly also has a cow kink), but I connect Goth and Prep more to things that make me feel like shit, but subconsciously. 

Also, allegedly some people have been rude to the, or at least one of them, and I have a squish (the extreme type, which is usual for me) on whichever character that is, and I'll end up having that character as a special interest, and I'll write a free story or something, to the one who can provide me this info!

Btw, I saw Nerdburningcore being called AND I FINALLY FOUND MY OWN!

OUR Boyfriends headcanons (for everyone who follows specifically this book)

I'll start:

Goth hates Darlen Momentum. 

Jock sweats more than Jebediah 

Nerd is the type of smart kid that most people don't like, but who will turn everyone against you, and hit you, and tell you to do stuff you don't want to, then claim to be your friend

Prep likes Justin Bieber's Baby song. 

🟡Good slander, slander, and YTPs compilation:

Boyfriend slander WITH KISS CENSORING/STOPPING:

youtu.be/MEIB21HqUDI

Second:

youtu.be/CIoBu_ZgBJM

NOT Final:

youtu.be/N-f7HLF3wr4

More:

youtu.be/V2ffrHvU1qM

Even more, flash warning: youtu.be/zyP2HZAiYHg

A good YTP with a good ending:

youtu.be/qZlV8DC-1h0

And slander:

youtu.be/aS7WYx6r8w0

New slander:

youtu.be/xRaTLEY1Zqs

More slander, good intro:

youtu.be/SoFYNudWR_g

More slander by same person:

youtu.be/4C083_ka99Q

Part 1, of more slander

youtu.be/DuSCIzydy8A

Boyfriends slander with censored kisses:

youtu.be/OrXeM7ux3pc

Another good slander, with most of the ads, and stuff: 

youtu.be/lxcJqFAoaaU

Simple/simply slander:

youtu.be/tLGutJH4pWw

Nice short slander

youtu.be/g4MJMPjR5og?si=RXb-wMm98_9imOoC

Good reactions and reviews, video version compilation:

A funny reaction to some of the ads:

youtu.be/ICbEsD3FJqI

An appropriate reaction to the Prep Tiktok ad:

youtube.com/shorts/Qf3KJyCsyQs?feature=share

A public, short, around 3 dollars Boyfriends few official Webtoon images fan dub roast:

youtube.com/shorts/7vi4RKe-Gf0?feature=share

Why a YouTuber doesn't like Boyfriends, but check the comments about clarification about information on Refrainbow, and this is kinda a review thing:

youtu.be/e7DjreUgRqw?si=Zut35OLBWNgUgc2O

Good inspirational videos for when the one you dislike/hate is like one of the characters, and/or a Boyfriends fan compilation:

Sending someone on Discord, the text from the Prep ad:

youtube.com/shorts/laXriYdFov0?feature=share4

Annoy the shit out of Nerd, POV: youtu.be/jWvx6hhRBE8

Inviting Nerd to spend quality time with him (animation meme-like short vid).

Good Boyfriends voice-overs, and dubs compilation:

Boyfriends good voice-over, almost the entire thing is good (that's more than what I can say for over half the slanders)

youtu.be/bcTzm824zZU

Another voice over with good quality:

youtu.be/j9O10JrPruk

And the sequel:

youtu.be/I9-DrKYswxw

Third one:

youtu.be/4681Wr1TLxk

Boyfriends but I don't hate Goth TW for suicide stuff:

youtu.be/r1mJKCephf0

Boyfriends Webtoon everything voice-over, captions included, so that you can understand Goth's 9129380198273 year old smoker voice, like, he is a representation and manifestation of SO many things that I hate, and some of the worst things in my life:

youtu.be/hGe5P8c9UxM

I have NO idea what they're saying, but the voice-acting is great, for this voice-over:

youtu.be/fX4Vl0yt7f8

A good dub, with extra good stuff, such as more Goth slander than most:

youtu.be/1Be-U5nbrao

Boyfriends, but everything is voice-acted:

youtu.be/fZPBDD6PeSc

A good dub, with extra good stuff, such as more Goth slander than most:

youtu.be/1Be-U5nbrao

A voice-over:

youtu.be/8njDkkjIRpE

This is also a voice-over:

youtu.be/HbT0GBAc-Lw

Chapter 1-20, (30 MINUTES OF SLANDER) voice-acting:

youtu.be/LrXEr6DiDNw

Speedpaints and links to art compilation: 🟪

Purple Hoodie Guy speedpaint: 

youtu.be/E1zbgo0UZ2k

Boyfriends first (according to me), commercial thing, cheap animation version, Prep moan warning.

Part 2, Nerd-meeting commercial:

youtu.be/ts81D-m50_0?si=e3VMVgrynkyU59Bg

Part 3, last part, party commercial:

youtu.be/acqhWghYeL0?si=k90ZGSRmHMwgeR_L

Boyfriends slander quotes:

"If I were the *I forgot* of this comic, I would give these two more brain cells." Or something like that. -Squidy. 

" "yAy A bOyS nUmBeR" yeah, whatever." - Four the four. 

"Uhm ... yeeeaaaahhhh, I'm not gonna read the rest of it, because it's just flirting around, like a moron." - Four the four

"The trash touched the trash, how romantic! sO cUtE i'M goNnA mElT! You know what's cute?! YOUR DEAD CORPSE." 

- Four the four

Random Boyfriends webtoon facts (and reasons to hate)

A LOT has happened in my life, but I can be here, to bring you some Boyfriends facts!

The webtoon that fetishizies gay and poly people, is made by a queer (queers can still.be queerphobic and whatnot, and I can use that word, because I'M queer), pro-shipper, who drew fan art of a K-pop singer ... as in, pornographic fan art ... as in, of that singer being a minor ... as in, WHILE that singer was a minor ... also, yes, the creator, was also a minor, at the time, but he still drew and wrote a bunch of porn of IRL people, and shipped the underaged person, sexually, and with the older members of the band. 

Moving on, we have a Jock fact:

He has a puppy kink, and allegedly a cow kink (if you don't know those things are, basically, he finds it sexually attractive, when people act like a stereotypical puppy and/or a stereotypical cow)

Now, a Nerd fact: People find it suspicious that he somewhat and/or sometimes acts like a kid, even though they're all college students (around 20, Lance Gray's age), and is still highly sexualized, and people find it weird that they think he even LOOKS like a kid. Also, he dyes his hair, and since one of the main ways I recognized people and characters is by hair, that confused me a lot. Sounds like stereotypical nerd emoji. 

Prep fact: People think he's like the gay stereotype. He has cringe lines, and he is never a good boy, and he is not a good boy. 

Goth fact: One of the types of people I stay away from, not even goth (is basically an e-boy). Trans man, which we all will accept, but we won't accept HIS PERSONALITY. Also, why does he sound like a smoker, even though, on average, people DON'T sound like smokers, unless they are? Oh, wait ... ANYWAYS, he has those cat headphones, that people cringe at, and for a good reason, because THAT outfit with THOSE headphones?! EW! Anyways, he is a gamer, and people think he's a stereotypical Discord mod, but I'd say, he's the guy to show everyone your fight with him, without consent, make brutal fake fights, spam your server with stuff, because "if you gotta have one, this is what might happen, so get used to it", or something more pathetic, instead of just muting your server or whatever. He's also the type to not care about what you write, and also the type to make sexual jokes, and and the type to send irrelevant GIFs, and when you're trying to be the mature one, he will react like "u hoe ass loser", even though you're the opposite of a hoe, and he sure ain't. He's also the type to self-harm and have mental stuff, and make jokes about it, and when you don't know how to react, and/or react innapropriately (maybe because you're neurodivergent), he gets mad, and doesn't believe people will help him, and doesn't take your advice, so what are you supposed to do?! He's also the type to be quite mean if he's in a fight, and to have them a lot, etc. 

Non-voiced character's voice-claims

Would this be Purple Hoodie Guy? (LISTEN BEYOND THE START, FOR BEST RESULTS LISTEN TOWARDS THE END:) youtu.be/lJPX7FF_bYQ

Every canon Purple Hoodie Guy scene I'm aware of, written and described

Note: He's not hot, and don't ship him (sorry, just my friendly feelings towards him). 

One scene is him kinda from a distance. He is wearing his iconic outfit, consisting of a (bright) pastel purple hoodie, a white cap with, like, THE part, of the cap, being almost black, but appears to just be an extreme dark shade of color, a white shirt, that isn't low-cut nor anything , and his black jeans are technically ripped jeans (at both respective knees). He is walking, and holding what is implied to be a glass of beer, in a beer glass at least, with beer to the brim, and almost completely over-flowing with that one part of beer, that I forgot, except the implied beer, is a light pink. His hair is short, but seems messy, but INTENDED-MESSY, and he has light pancake skin, lightly red lips (lucky, because mine seems to just be too bright, in my opinion, or maybe I'm just thinking it, without that being true), and his hair is also a shade of dark blond, but the shade of blond ACTUALLY looks cool, which is rare for blond people! He is looking, and walking, to the left, from the right, and that is the angle, of which his nose is being seen from. His glass of a chosen drink, is held in his right hand. His mouth is closed.

Every canon Purple Hoodie Guy scene I'm aware of, written and described

Note: He's not hot, and don't ship him (sorry, just my friendly feelings towards him). 

One scene is him kinda from a distance. He is wearing his iconic outfit, consisting of a (bright) pastel purple hoodie, a white cap with, like, THE part, of the cap, being almost black, but appears to just be an extreme dark shade of color, a white shirt, that isn't low-cut nor anything , and his black jeans are technically ripped jeans (at both respective knees). He is walking, and holding what is implied to be a glass of beer, in a beer glass at least, with beer to the brim, and almost completely over-flowing with that one part of beer, that I forgot, except the implied beer, is a light pink. His hair is short, but seems messy, but INTENDED-MESSY, and he has light pancake skin, lightly red lips (lucky, because mine seems to just be too bright, in my opinion, or maybe I'm just thinking it, without that being true), and his hair is also a shade of dark blond, but the shade of blond ACTUALLY looks cool, which is rare for blond people! He is looking, and walking, to the left, from the right, and that is the angle, of which his nose is being seen from. His glass of a chosen drink, is held in his right hand. His mouth is closed.

Another one, is a closer shot, and one learns that the strings of his hoodie are actually a lighter shade, than the hoodie itself, but still pastel purple. His face-shape is more detailed, and he isn't QUITE looking directly at one, but half-way there. He has average ears, that are more pink-ish on the inside, and his drink got audibly, and accidentally, bumped into Jock, which has the expected effect, including PHG himself, looking angry, or at least on his way there. He is clenched his teeth with anger, which reveals his hygienic, and brushed, calcium-made mouth-bones. (If this comes up when searching for him, then we all better HOPE he's not famous/popular anymore, lmao!)

Yet another one, is close to him, and in the same angry as the first one mentioned and all, except it is as detailed as the FIRST one mentioned, and includes him being ready, to, with quite an amount of anger, yell/scream/shout at Jock, as he looks average, and his dark (black, specifically), eyebrows, are more a part of his expression, than ever before. He has taken Jock's white shirt, and is keeping Jock close enough to yell threatingly at, effectively, but it is also visible, that the holding of the garbage bag, is meant in an angry, and aggressive, and generally unhappy way, as the emotions that are allegedly being conveyed here, being that he won't let Jock go, until Jock hears, and gets threatened by, PHG putting him in his place, like the leader bitch he is. His hand's palm doesn't look the same as mine, as he has one line, visibly, which is near the base of his thumb, starting at exactly that weird middle part of the front of the arm that I personally have, starting a bit more to the left, before being a straight-ish line, that otherwise is on its way to the right. He visibly seems to be an average human, having average bones at average places, complete with thinner skin at the usual places one has thinner skin, as shown by the bone near his neck, and the previously-mentioned arm-dip. PHG has anger-lines, as if it's not obvious, that he is angry, like, I may be bad at social stuff, like pure shit, but it's obvious to me that he is angry, which is one of the most obvious examples of conveying emotions, that this only-good-for-PHG-Webtoon has, as far as I am aware of. Meanwhile, Jock is showing "calm down" in his body-language, remaining somewhat calm, with the average speech-bubble saying, written exactly:

"H-HEY, TAKE IT EASY, MAN..."

The last scene, is the same scene, but from a more far away shot, like the first one, and PHG is clenching his fist, and teeth, respectively, with the same negative emotions, as established. He is saying, in an average speech-bubble:

"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING, FUCKFACE!" spelled exactly that way, all-caps. 

Goth is watching, with a "?", looking like shit as always, eyes not visible.

Nifty quality fanfic/fanfiction compilation + nifty slander books

A forced, exercise-themed challenge, FT. Purple Hoodie Guy:

boyfriends headcanons !! - the boyfriends do the pacer test - Wattpad

The restaurant staff must work together, in order to kill the Boyfriends:

boyfriends headcanons !! - explosions - Wattpad

The day already had a shocking start, but will it at least not be THAT bad, from now on?

Boyfriends fanfic 🖤 - tamariplushies - Wattpad

Has all except Jock, and has mostly about Prep, but is descriptive of how they really are:

the book of slander - boyfriends slander: prep - Wattpad

Premium Boyfriends-hater, defends friend

I don't care that she says she likes that Webtoon, and that she has read enough to make an opinion, as SHE ADMITTED TO NOT READING MUCH, and she has the Webtoon app, so I think maybe her taste is generally shit, plus, I don't think she knows about the NSFW chapters, and Boyfriends gets more cringe, if you read beyond a little bit. 

FACTUAL graphic novel info

Gonna add this, in case this is what you're here for, and you'd be freaking out like how I would: PURPLE HOODIE GUY WILL NOT APPEAR IN THIS, AS HE DOES NOT APPEAR IN EPISODE 55, NOR ANY ONES BEFORE!

The official description is some of the story, and some lies (such as, calling Goth the word "sexy"), and the cover image is of Prep, and chibi versions of the other Boyfriends (this time, Nerd has blue hair), and some yellow stars in various sizes that look like stickers, a planet or two, and some strawberries, and oh my God I don't know exactly why I hate Boyfriends but while most people do not hate stuff that gives me similar/the same feelings, people usually hate Boyfriends. A second book is planned, BUT DON'T BUY THEM, BECAUSE THERE WILL BE FREE REVIEWS ONLINE, AND PICTURES, AND BECAUSE OF THIS FACT:

"Collects episodes 1–55 of the WEBTOON comic Boyfriends." (I deleted the word "delightful"). So, yeah, it's just a scroll-free compilation of the Webtoon episodes, in order ... wait ... there will be physical copies of all of that ... God save us ...

Boyfriends Volume One: A WEBTOON Unscrolled Graphic Novel

by refrainbow

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Book 1 of 2Boyfriends

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Publisher ‏ : ‎ WEBTOON Unscrolled (November 21, 2023)

Language ‏ : ‎ English

Paperback ‏ : ‎ 304 pages

ISBN-10 ‏ : ‎ 1990259782

ISBN-13 ‏ : ‎ 978-1990259784

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If you wanna see the cover, the description, and some random details, here, but keep it away from fans: Boyfriends Volume One: A WEBTOON Unscrolled Graphic Novel by refrainbow, Paperback | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com)

Boyfriends Volume One: A WEBTOON Unscrolled Graphic Novel (Boyfriends, 1): refrainbow: 9781990259784: Amazon.com: Books

And more stuff is out on the internet, but basically, there is no reason to be afraid, except for having physical versions of otherwise digital trash.

When info comes out about the second one, then I will write that down, and also tell if PHG is there, but there obviously won't be any new images of him, then, and don't buy it, as pics are available online, and the money from the copies, and even from just scrolling on Webtoon, would logically partially go to Refrainbow, at minimum, who can then make more trash, like, at least make captain Darlen Momentum canonically chosen siblings with re-occuring fellow antagonist "Purple Hoodie Guy".

My opinions on Boyfriend ships

Also, for those who will probably say "but don't you hate them?", I'd like to say, that thinking a couple is good together, shipping, etc, does not make my hate any less than it is, as I don't like the people, but it's nice seeing two shits having to deal with each other (and also, yes, I even got a couple to be together, but now I actually want the dude to experience the pain that I got from his lover, due to his cruelty, and I hope they break up).

Prep x Nerd: Honestly, it's entertaining, but at the same time, I wanna destroy this ship thing.

Prep x Jock: I think I actually might only ship them, because they had a crush on each other, before eventually hooking up ...

Nerd x Jock: To be honest, I don't wanna see that.

Jock x Goth:  I hate this.

Prep x Goth: This is not only my favorite ship, but also, I generally just ship this.

Goth x Nerd: I ship this, too, but it's not THAT good, you know?

PHG x Goth: Stop.

PHG x Prep: WHY?! Anyways, I hate it. 

PHG x Jock: The one who is Purple Hoodie Guy, bumped into a guy who spilled his drink unintentionally, and who has a puppy kink, so does anyone really THINK they should be shipped?! ESPECIALLY due to their respective personalities?!

PHG x Nerd: No.

PURPLE HOODIE GUY FAN WEBTOON CONCEPT BY SOMEONE OTHER THAN DARLEN

Purple Hoodie Guy | WEBTOON (webtoons.com)

WAIT ... ROMANCE AS A GENRE?!

Non-platonic PHG fanself-ship stuff, presumably, I don't know, I'M not taking a cool at it

And for reference, Boyfriends extra chapters, refers to 18+ mini-stories (I think, I don't know), that has the Boyfriends, but never Purple Hoodie Guy, only available by payment, or I guess someone else leaking it, I think, which is where their names are ACTUALLY used, and I guess some fans posted about it, because now some of us know, but I honestly don't even care that much, after I heard the names.

Boyfriends extra chapter 1 scribd

msl-training.de

ocigbxury.msl-training.de

... them ( ps: includes selfshipping with Myself x Purple Hoodie Guy. ... If you're looking for a long BL comic with a versatile/switch Boyfriends Extra ...

Here is the link, but also, I could imagine what it is, and I don't like it. Don't know anything about the site, the creator, or anything, and I'm not clicking on that, but if someone could tell me if it IS just someone having sex, as a self-insert ship, then I could just know that, post about it, and move on.

Stuff for those who hate generic anime, and stuff that reminds of generic anime

(Those videos I have linked, are good enough in quality, and make fun of stuff like that).

A bit of generic animes

Generic anime intro made by a meme channel

Part 2

I'm gonna make a QnA, and also, I split up the Boyfriends slander video compilation, in order to have it more sorted

I also have an emoji on the first AND last video compilation, so you can scroll the perfect distance, and I'm also thinking of making a "things Boyfriends fans tend to defend the Webtoon with, and some reasons why I still don't like it" thing.

I have no idea how, months later (aka, since AROUND FEBRUARY, I'M NOT KIDDING), I still have more I can post about, but oh well.

I saw the (now) 1+ month old official Boyfriends return announcement, so you don't have to (and described what you might want, and need to know)

12 June 2023, the description has the link to the Webtoon, the official social media, and credits, but not before a "The boys are back ... soon!" Message. 

The first image is an image I will describe later, with a heavy overlay of purple, and with "the boyfriends are back!" As text, before switching to another image, with the text reading "the moment you've all been waiting for", that gets replaced by "Are you ready?" 

Then there is a quick image of Goth trying to stare into my soul, but as if I'm a disgusting creature, as he still looks like an E-boy, and there is a more zoomed-in image, that is under the purple filter thing unlike the first one mentioned, that is in the background, and he holds up a finger, and between the images, there is the number "1", as what appears to be the start of a countdown, is synced to the music. 

The next part is that, except it's Jock, but Jock doesn't have a resting bitch-face like Goth, and has a blue theme, and is presumably blushing, and has a wide smile that shows his teeth, as well as a wink, and a hand like "✌".

Next is Prep, with one eye close, and open mouth that shows his top front teeth, and dude looks like he's gonna rant about something that isn't good enough, and there is the number "3" in the background, with 3 fingers held up. 

Lastly is Nerd wearing a "cute" sweater outfit, with white glasses and pink hair, a yellow background, and that background image thing, but both of his arms are spread, holding 2 fingers respectively, to the side, as he has a "cute" face with an open mouth. 

Next up, is the text "moving in together?!" With several images in photograph things. 

The first one is Goth doing something I can't see, Jock perhaps being angry at the blond genderbend Boyfriends one (but yes, that exists, but that ain't where my focus is at), with his open mouth, as he holds 3 boxes with Nerd "cutely" on top, while the genderbend one is happily and casually carrying 2+ boxes, that have those shake lines, and Prep looks surprised but in a bad way, to his right, at them all, as he is closest to the "camera". 

The next image is Goth throwing clothes behind him, as the angle makes it so that one can't see what he is taking stuff from (which I guess is a drawer), and based on the style, it's Prep's clothes, and his face is like "><" + "🔺️" for his mouth, as he seems to be in the clothes he sleeps in, and is leaning, seemingly harshly against the closet, with his back, which is where the clothes are being thrown. 

The third one is their chili forms in either casual clothes, or pajamas, as Nerd is on a scooter, and they look down in a box, that they are circled around, on the floor. 

Then, a film-reel style of images, are shown, some repeated. 

The first image is Jock looking behind himself, as he drives a purple vehicle like "🛻" (I forgot what it's called). He is surprised, and there are boxes in the place that can have boxes, and Nerd is "cutely" and happily watching Goth and Prep holding each other, lying down, and kissing, on the van thing, chibi style. 

On another image, God knows what is behind them, but they're in the apartment, and there is a place to sit, and a few boxes, but they are dressed in casual clothes, as pink-haired Nerd seems to nervously walk, with little to no visible of a face, and Prep standing in front of him, back faced, seemingly yelling, while being defensive. 

The next one is happily Prep with an open mouth, standing and staring at us, while the location is presumably his new bedroom. 

The next image is distressed and nervous and/or mad Prep holding a purple goat mask thing, and I don't think Prep has anything other than the white part, in his eye. One can't see Goth's expression in the background, as he is completely facing his back on us, and the same for Jock, except half, and he seems surprised, as they are watching a shelf of vials with liquids, and generally containers, and maybe a few books, and such. 

Then, a feminine and quite pink bedroom, with unhappy animal plushies, is seen, as Jock has wide eyes, and a "😐" expression, staring, being close to us, as a body-pillow is standing up against the window and the bed, of Prep, which looks suggestive, as well as the two on the ground next to each other, of Goth and Jock, respectively, implying they didn't know that Nerd commissioned body-pillows of them, without consent ... and also, they are ALL suggestive ... I hate Nerd even more, now, but also, there is a dramatic zoom-in on that, as if it's a shocking, yet exciting and/or generally happy reveal ... this is literally one of the reasons that people call Nerd a pervert, and generally hate this Webtoon ...

Some gradient background with clouds is then shown, with the text "Reminisce past relationships", as Goth is looking like an E-boy, eyes not visible, frowning with closed and visible teeth, as his face is close to Prep's blushing face, as he is gripping the other guy's wrist, and there is white sparkle effects and white comet effects, and he looks surprised yet neutral-ish. 

Next up, e-boy is sweating, and is facing us, eyes not visible, presumably the pannel afterwards, but from a different POV, with an unhappy but nervous and no longer mad mouth, as he appears now even more, to have sexual and/or romantic feelings, and as if he knows what that comes across. 

Next up, Goth is gripping the wrist of the surprised and wide-eyed, blushing Prep, as his face seems to be in denial, yet without visible eyes, as it appears that Goth kissed him, and lazier drawn Goth that was added in afterwards, holds up a sign over where their mouths would be, that says "SPOILERS AHEAD !!!", and on the sides, it's shown again, but with respective color filter things. 

"And live in the moments of the current ones!" The next text with the next image, says, as part of who I think is Goth, which is near the shoulder, an arm, and a part of the side of his body, that is shown (who cares about how English functions anymore?!), and i think there are pillows, but definitely pajamas - but also, what I assume is sexual liquid, dripping from the mouth of the more visible character, whose eyes are hidden, who has light hair, and appears to be about nervous and a bit enjoying whatever happened, and also maybe the sexual liquid is elsewhere -

And then the color filter of blue, comes off, and there's a big, dramatic zoom up, revealing that the boyfriends are all satisfied, lying down and hugging Jock, while Prep and Jock blush, and Prep snores, and Jock seems surprised and distressed but probably isn't, and Nerd is just salivating. 

The next one is some dotted, gradient background thing, as "cute" and happy Nerd, hugs Prep, lying down, eyes closed, while Prep has invisible eyes, and an otherwise "😖" mouth, and his hand is on Nerd, and his feet are on, or around, Jock and Goth, as Goth sits uncomfortably on top of Jock, hand on him, seemingly horrified, sitting uncomfortably, as the content Jock has his arms wrapped around him. 

Then there is a random background that is no location, and is just the boyfriends chibi heads, looking like (Goth, Nerd, Prep, Jock, respectively):

"😑", "🤓😃", 😠" with an open mouth, and "☺" or something like that. 

There are two Girlfriends Webtoon characters, then amazed Nerd with blue hair, dressed like a Planet Idol Puri character, and Nerd has so dramatic eye-liner or mascara or whatever, that I don't even know if that long thing eventually stops, and transitions flawlessly into a continuation, in hair form, but he looks as usual, but with a pink bag, a lollipop, and the side on OUR left, being a bit different, as half of his shirt and hair, is some kind of light pink. "New self-discoveries!" The text says. 

Then cosplay Nerd is alone, looking distressed and surprised in our direction. 

Then he suddenly looks "cute" and happy, with all of his facial features closed, as he holds his face. 

There is chibi cosplay Nerd, and that's about it, then. 

"Stepping out of comfort zones!" As photograph image things show, where for example Goth suffers while lifting weights, Jock looks seriously somewhere past us while in a batista outfit at a different image, and at another one, there is a wooden spoon in the hands of Prep who had food flying around and something and then "cock" on his apron. He'd tooooootally be trusted in a restaurant. 

Then chibi siluetthe heads, I know that I spelt that wrong but I don't care because I always hated that word, and I am tired. 

Jock is then having tears in his eyes, an open mouth that is frowning with visible front teeth, and text outside the pannel, being like "And despite their ups". 

"and downs..." Goth has wide eyes, shocked, mouth open yet teeth closed. 

Then none of the two mentioned people's eyes are visible, as Jock makes a dramatic run, but as an emotional person, that's not how you're supposed to portray yourself unironically, like, that is not an extreme emotion, that's a goofy ahh run, and he is sad and perhaps a bit angry and Goth is shocked and reaches out with one hand. 

Then some Filmora Go + Capcut vibe camera filter is placed on them, posing, happily holding each other, whatever. 

Purple thing over previous images mentioned, text over, "Bringing smiles to your faces again". I am tired and feeling weak and maybe my eyes hurt, and I spent a long time and I don't think I even know and/or can describe emotions that I see, anymore, and I was also shocked by my housemate coming from behind me out of nowhere, while I was describing the first pannel of Goth toooootally not chrusing on Prep. I hate myself. I just wish ... I don't know, it seems like some people just wanna see me unhappy, right now, btw, and everyone else seems to have succes - and I forgot what else I was gonna write, because I was busy sobbing while venting to a housemate, but, anyways, in a way, this Webtoon DOES make me smile, because the slandering is fun, I love PHG, and it's just pure fuel for more slander, and they are so goofy ahh. 

And I don't remember when, but at some point, with that image "Bringing smiles to your faces again"

Then nothing except some color background whatever, with the previously shown images being in the background, under the filter, with the date of " 06.19.2023", which I guess means it already has more stuff, I don't know, I avoid reading it, and only watch slander dubs, partially because going in there on Webtoon, would give money to the creator.

Other Boyfriends logo. 

Webtoon logo.

"Only On Webtoon". 

Original Boyfriends logo, with an image of generic moving in stuff, and just the boyfriends doing stuff that is not relevant (Jock is looking back at them, while holding a box, Nerd is "✌" while holding a box, looking "cute", and Goth looks like Goth, who holds happy Prep. Under the logo, it says "Moving in together with you!" Which honestly sounds like a threat, but if Refrainbow ever sees this, then I will work with him, as in, just adding me as Purple Hoodie Guy's chosen sibling and best friend, because ... do I need to give a reason? 

Then back screen. 

Don't harass the creator and stuff ... do suggest, but not in a bad way, to add me, and say relevant stuff about me - also, you should probably just vaguely say say I post a lot about Boyfriends, instead of what I specifically post. 

I looked at Refrainbow's Boyfriends social media posts, and this is what I found (which I wish I never did), here's stuff that might be new

Trivia, includes stuff that I wish I never knew, and no PHG stuff.

Disclaimer: Don't harass, doxx, etc, obviously, and also, this is MY slander compilation, so we obviously know not to do it, and we don't do that.

- They regularly attend stuff with Boyfriends stuff

- Goth is the only top - or the only bottom, I don't care nor remember

- Goth is Refrainbow's self-insert, I'm pretty darn sure 

- In case you forgot, Nerd and Prep are pan, Jock is bi, and Goth is a trans asexual guy.

- Something that I can't even describe, because I have no idea how to say it

- Take it as you wanna, but they have bunny ears and tails in one image, and based on Nerd's pose, it's a sex thing.

- Nerd is also ALLEGEDLY a demiboy

- Also, I think Refrainbow has a puppy kink as well, and some other kinks

- I HOPE that Jock expected Nerd to squeeze his "boobs", because otherwise that wasn't consensual, (as in,  Jock is a cis man, but it's the same area or whatever you know what I mean, so he does not technically have boobs)

- Refrainbow sees their ship-dynamics as "puppy bf x tsuntsunt bf" (Jock and Prep), "disaster gay senpai x disaster kouhai" (Prep x Nerd), "bros that kiss sometimes" (Goth x Jock), "beeg himbo x thirsty smoll" of which the himbo is more aware of the thirst than he seems (and does stuff on purpose, according to the image, and also, that is Nerd x Jock), "goth bf x pastel bf" (with the pastel one being much softer, and that is Nerd x Goth), "osananajimi" (with a bonus of the dynamic being swapped during childhood, and we are talking about Prep x Goth), 

- You can commission fan art

- He seems generally so proud and happy about Boyfriends

- There is Boyfriends merch, including stuff for Tamagotchis 

- They have made a blushing face meme, with Goth

- Oui, they make other comics, but are now focusing on working full-time on Boyfriends

- They - especially Nerd, don't know hygiene, when making strawberry-related stuff in the kitchen

- I got to accidentally see them with kink gear on (there's drawings on the Twitter), email me bleach

- "If you look like either of these dm me" spelled exactly like that. Nerd and Jock, respectively, if you wanna know.

- They have cat outfits

- Refrainbow's drawing captioned "commit cringe on main": "Donut hole" (Nerd's social media according to the drawing) made a Twitter post, consisting of him in a cat outfit, and I don't know what's with the feet, and it's called "New photoshoot for my OF" (which stands for "Only Fans", and ask and do not search it if you don't know what that is), with 41230 likes, and comments reading "Ew", "who would pay for that", "SNIFF", and "u do customs?". Goth is looking at it, eyes covered by his e-boy hair, and there are speech bubbles coming from the phone, with dollar signs in them. Goth has a cigarette in hand, and is now lying down, with 1 drop of sweat, and hair covering eyes, and a strained face and a shaking body, as his phone is on Spotify or something, and the other arm is behind his pillow, because Nerd is holding his neck with both hands. Goth asks "Can I have a kiss too?". Next image, hair covered for both, Nerd in his fugly outfit, hearts, "he" is being said twice by Nerd but more as a sound effect, and one hand is against Goth's, and the other is holding Goth's chin or whatever, and Nerd is smiling and is like "Maybe after you brush your teeth *insert that wavy thing* Your breath smells like cigarettes". 

- "Did you really think I was above this? #" (some suggestive pose that is NOT morning stretches so don't even use that excuse because it's not hot like just say what it is, I can't explain myself!)

- Nerd writes what appears to be inappropriate things at what appears to be his work environment

- "Femboy shoto now in my mouth please", not spelled that way.

- Refrainbow either makes a bad joke, or does not appear to know what a moodboard is.

- Just an image of Nerd eating pizza, while the bear on his shirt is in kink gear, and it is allegedly a cropped version of a worse version

- Refrainbow masked face reveal, and drawing. They do not look like Goth, but they're also trans.

- "No bitches? ;(" with Nerd crying.

- Yeah, Boyfriends have been memed by them, and such

- They're giving Goth a tattoo, sometime

- Yes, Jock has a confirmed cow kink

- Please prove that they do not have cat kinks

- Jock with facial hair ... ugly

- I could be 100, and I'd still be too young for Nerd being dressed up sexually and wanting to "feed on" Goth to "show him THE experience" just because Goth doesn't have sex but draws hentai for a living

- Boyfriends had at some point, 20000000 subs on Webtoon 

- Style swap meme

- Goth and other trans character being mad, LMAO

- "No bussy?" - Nerd

- Also, Boyfriends ain't the only thing that is getting these things, just most often. 

- Nerd is trans. 

Just fyi, more Boyfriends book exists, not researching into it

It's basically just the entire thing, in several parts, but as a book, and also separately there appears to be a tutorial book on how to draw the characters (which, realistically, wouldn't have Purple Hoodie Guy in them either). The only Purple Hoodie Guy content guaranteed, is the book version of his non-new appearance. 

Also, yes, am still a slanderer, and should probably start up some content, especially since it used to help that amount on my mental health, at stuff that I now need help for more than before. 

Boyfriends slanderer mood playlist/good songs to slander the Boyfriends Webtoon to

Typisk Norsk: youtu.be/ZDM11qUkr-w?si=Gew758iQmoP9CkO2

 Surveillance (Cruella movie): youtu.be/Tg6qZTyt80U?si=zjPOPinQPhcQ11IH

IDGAF (that She-hulk series song): youtu.be/eUud75tivA0?si=ExSY7UJ40zb43Ej4

Bubblegum Bitch: youtu.be/E7AuHPmvRWk?si=9GpgzZHAAN2I4eec

Cha Cha Cha, Eurovision 2023 (slowed),: youtu.be/lJPX7FF_bYQ?si=zqQFJvfmcTyhOzV8

Emotions Like: youtu.be/yfxTYELfGLg?si=esLtpBDQxFu9AiuO

Best and worst fidgets, for when you're watching Boyfriends Slander content

Best:

This big tangle-function-like fidget toy I have is great, because it's in such good volume in comparison to me hearing the Boyfriends slander, but it can be noisy if one makes it. It's also good for glancing at or whatever, and keeps my hand that isn't holding my phone, occupied. 

A bike chain/flippy chain is a portable and aestehtically good way to have something for your hands/hand while watching the slander. It can be great as something to ignore and keep you focused, and/or to glance at. 

Soft pop-its just exist, but they're good and I have no idea what else to say. 

I guess this is a big pop-it, but it's loud and satisfying, just like Boyfriends slander, and looks good, and you can even hit things. 

Worst:

Pea-poppers are just hard to use when you're watching something like Boyfriends slander, or are already frustrated, so I would NOT recommend. 

Puppycups are too boring, frustrating, distracting, and REALLY don't fit the mood, save yours for later. 

A stressball, would NOT fit the mood either. 

DNA stressballs aren't good for this either, but I forgot why they're bad for this. 

This thing I have, to look at, with little bubbles inside, is just too boring and not stimulating enough when it comes to literal fricking Boyfriends Webtoon slander. 

Mochis are too distracting, too small, too annoying - just not good for this. Don't use mochis for this. 

A pop-it spinner has too much going on, and can't ACTUALLY be used with one hand, plus, it's just frustrating in this case. 

Small pop-tubes seem too fragile and boring. 

There's a Boyfriends Webtoon coloring book.

Source and photo: https://www.tumblr.com/flurry-bace/760465262830108672/what?source=share .

PURPLE HOODIE GUY ID PACK/AESTHETIC COMPILATION, WITH PLAYLIST, FROM ME!

Want more Purple Hoodie Guy? Are you like him, and wanna LOOK more like him? Searching for more labels? Need a compilation of Purple Hoodie Guy inspiration? Well, I have a new WIP going on, with things ranging from what to wear, to colors, and even an included playlist! Grab your pronouns, xenogenders, and alternate versions of songs, because THIS has lots of Purple Hoodie Guy things, and recommended media, perfect for pretty purple hoodie guys, and general Boyfriends slanderers, looking to casually make their life more "aesthetic":

4 best slander videos for showing to your squish as a first time:

Boyfriends slander is really good, but also really misunderstood, and though you may wanna show your precious squish, this fun thing you love, especially so they don't misunderstand your many Boyfriends slander THINGS, it can be hard to choose between many good edits - you have to figure out what to say, and THEN, have to choose between the many great and unique slander videos, for a good first impression - showing the original trailer is just inflicting painful cringe, and maybe that's not how YOU got introduced, and making them laugh means a lot, so things may seem HOPELESS, when you just wanna quickly look through the slanders, of which you might not know what to look for, but still fear making a mistake of - well, I stopped watching each video after I saw one I wouldn't wanna show my squish, and with multiple things open, a need for slander, and a squish I hope will laugh out loud too (whom I also have to meet), I have compiled just a few for you to skim through and pick between, out of the most appropriate for a first meeting - the best for the best, and the least intrusive that you'd still laugh at, in all the situation's glory - OR, as a compilation for you two to watch, filling the day with entertainment and just a bit of first slander session, so they can test out the hobby, and YOU, worry LESS!

Text and a few reaction vids, obvious edits, not distracting, statement of suicide at the end, censored kisses though: youtu.be/OrXeM7ux3pc .

Reaction, text on screen of what the person says (not the boyfriends though), not distracting and even pauses at times: youtu.be/ICbEsD3FJqI .

Voice-over so it's not on script thing, captions included, not loud despite screaming somehow: youtu.be/hGe5P8c9UxM .

Voice-over with captions and distorted audio and nice background music, might be loud: youtu.be/1Be-U5nbrao .

I might make one as well ...