#lmk if anything needs changing!!! ^_^^

[crueldudethesis]

hai moot :D this guy (totally not me..) plz plz plz

ʃ HELLO HELLO MOOT !!! I had TONS of fun drawing this guy (that’s totallyyy not you) hope u enjoy broski ^_^

[hvbris]

@multipleoccupancy . Theo's family gets bigger

The Baudelaires had been in New York for a few days now, living in the house of their new guardian: Theodore Beneventi. New York reminded Violet of the town where she grew up, only bigger. Much, much bigger.

Mr. Beneventi, who had told them they could call him Theo, seemed like their most normal guardian so far. For starters, he was not afraid of turning on the stove, which was very nice, because it meant the Baudelaires could enjoy a warm meal for the first time in a few weeks. There were no snakes in the house either, which, to be fair, was to be expected. And of course, here, they were not ordered to do horribly long and difficult chores.

The other thing that differed from their last guardians, was that Theo already had a family. He had a wife, Andrea, two sons, and a baby daughter, who was already getting along great with Sunny.

Violet felt like their luck might have finally turned. Even the terrifying shadow of Count Olaf didn't seem as scary, considering that Theo was an FBI agent. She did not usually consider herself lucky, not since the terrible fire that had killed her parents, at least. But for the first time in months, she was feeling much more hopeful than usual.

And, it's with that noteworthy hopefulness that she left the room she shared with her siblings, and tip-toed to the kitchen. It was still early in the morning, but she was awake and craving a glass of milk.

"Good morning," she said politely when she saw that the kitchen area wasn't empty. Theo was already there. He was very nice, and she already felt comfortable around him, so she poured herself a glass of milk. "The view is very beautiful from here," she commented, not only to make conversation but also because it was true.

[managone16]

The Marauders, Skittles and Valkyries at IKEA:

James: Is there for the meatballs

Regulus: Is here for the plants

Sirius: Here for the doggy toys/food

Remus: here to buy bookshelves

Peter: Here for the ice cream

Marlene: Here for the hot dogs

Lily: Here for the whiteboards and planners

Pandora: Here for the Stuffed toys

Dorcas: Here for the rugs

Barty: Here for the knives

Evan: Here for the mattress

Mary: Does not know why she's here

[uharuz]

✿ SEUNGKWAN ✿ SNAPSHOOT + LEFT & RIGHT +

[the-king-of-lemons]

Headcanon i've had for a while now about how minecraft hack clients could work, similar to the headcanons about how in game chat would work.

Just sort of an explanation with some examples, obviously some hacks are pretty hard to translate into a physical thing, but i tried my best. :)

Full text can also be found under read more.

"Hack Clients" are illegal modifications of a player's attire (i.e. player skin) in order to give them an unfair advantage. The visibility of a "Hack Client" modification depends on the server a player is on. On servers such as 2b2t, these modifications are obviously visible while on stricter servers, such as Hypixel, hackers will try to be more subtle, often hiding modifications underneath clothing.

Eyewear: Modified for use of visual hacks (i.e. x-ray. fullbright, esp, etc.), the easiest to hide from moderators.

Footwear: Modified for use of hacks such as Anti-Knockback, High-jump, and other similar hacks.

Mechanical Braces: Used to allow players to move with otherwise impossible reaction times, most often used for PVP. Completely illegal on most servers, players will attempt to hide them underneath clothing but often fail.

Leg brace: Used for b-hopping.

Arm brace: Used for kill-aura and aimbot.

[couch-house]

Commissions for @son1c, @splashtail (and @sonboygemerl), @spoiledskullz, @sonia-the-hedgehog-2369, and @onesecretperson!!

These were so much fun!! Thank you all for commissioning me <33

[vulpinesaint]

I really like your writing style. Do you have any literature you can share that you use as inspo?

going to start by disclaiming that from a specifically stylistic approach, i don't know if i have any writers that are distinctly similar. i do have writers that i find inspiring, though! if none of these are helpful for style, i hope they can inspire you in the same way that they make me aspire to achieve fantastic things with my writing :) i am always a poet first and foremost, whether it's poetry or prose (which is often just poetry hiding in a longer form), so most of my recommendations are poems; i have a few books at the end, though, just in case. everything that i link here should be free to access!

i am like 90% sure that anyone seeing this will already know that i keep all my poetry over at @trickstersaint, but just in case you're coming direct from a quiz, that's the place to read more of my writing! now. onto my list of a bunch of other trans poets with tumblr platforms 🖤

keaton st. james (@boykeats), i think, was the first modern poet that i really found and loved. stumbling across some of his dictionary poems as a younger poet was so revolutionary to me, and reading his poetry changed the way that i thought about and approached poetry as a whole. inspiration in the way of seeing the things that someone can do with poetry. opening up all the limits. this is what every good poem will do for you a little bit, i think, but keaton st. james is always my first recommendation for a modern poet. highly recommend his collections growth and light (i personally really love light. guy who is normal about religion voice) and rural boys watch the apocalypse is to me what that one richard siken poem about being in a car with a beautiful boy is to everyone else haha

other poets whose work i really enjoy and admire include silas denver melvin (@sweatermuppet) and dante émile (@orpheuslament)! recommending the poems an impractical marvel and dioscuri from them, respectively. sweatermuppet also has a full collection called grit, and orpheuslament has one called misplaced organs and various saints (this particular one isn't free but linking it here!) :)

my favorite poem since high school has been gravity by maura o'connor. life-changing. that poem is just like me for real.

for more of a narrative style, if you've read + liked my piece aromanticism, i definitely recommend with those we love alive by porpentine! really gorgeous twine piece with a kind of mysticism to it that could definitely tie back into the kind of stuff you'd see in my little quizzes too :)

if you're looking for actual literature-as-in-books, i can point you towards our wives under the sea by julia armfield and white is for witching by helen oyeyemi. both are novels that i've enjoyed for their kind of eclectic and poetic writing recently! i will also take any chance to recommend my favorite book, which is the hours by michael cunningham; regardless of similarity or inspiration, i find the writing of this book gorgeous and heartbreaking and i think it scrapes at the human condition in a way that draws blood. gently. if you know what i mean.

i hope this was helpful! i constantly feel as if i don't read enough poetry so if anyone has any suggestions they want to give me. i am more than happy to hear them <3 happy reading everybody!

[pixiefunroom]

I've done it. By stars I've done it.

Below you will find what I'm calling "Siffrin eX-Change" or just, yknow, "the fic where Siffrin gets fucked by the Change God." You can blame this on @sifloopboning (hi btw ur cool enjoy the insanity) for giving me the idea.

Anyway I, legit might write more of this. And/or put it on AO3. Mainly just because I need to embaress the rouge or I'll die and there's so many juicy ideas.

Anyway without further adieu: sex.

(You didn’t know what you expected. . . But this wasn’t it. This really, really wasn’t it.)

(It had been a few days since you escaped the loops and everyone had been so nice to you! So kind and understanding and giving, every time you wanted to help you’d be told nope! Go rest up! But you wanted to, you really did. You messed everything up after all so. . .)

(So, you wanted to do something, At least. You considered walking to the favor tree, but even now it just. . . Left a bad taste in your mouth. And it tasted of sugar. So, instead you decided to try something different! Make a change as it were, ha ha haaaaaaaa- -pleasedon’tbemadUniverseit’scheatingpromise-)

(You found the Change statue you liked the most and did a short little prayer, just a simple thing, just asking if you could, help? At all? You WERE the one stagnating this place in time after all. Your meeting with the Change God was unexpected, and really scary honestly! So. . . You just, wanted to, make things right?)

(But you didn’t expect, t-this.)

(No sooner had you fallen asleep than you found yourself in that featureless void. That’s where you are now, the same one you met the Change God in. Obviously, there wasn’t any difference in the nothing around you, same boring void of nothing.)

(Except, you’re naked.)

(Head to toe, you’re naked; the only covering you had was your eyepatch. Stars, you’re glad you at least have that, still, it was the one Isabeau made for you! Now all that remained was a very simple question, why were you here?)

“Haaaaaiiii c(<w<)c!!!”

(Oh no.)

“Didn’t you say aaaaanythiiiing~? (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)”

(With great hesitancy you slowly turn around, and, sure enough, the blinding Change God is standing just a few inches behind you! You jump and stumble in surprise, falling back onto your butt. The statue was. . . Well, different-)

“Uh YEAH!!! (˶˃⤙˂˶) I’d HOPE SO!!” (You wince, S-stars you, forgot, about that-)

“I-I, I didn’t, th-think-” (You’re cut off by the Change God jumping on you and sitting on your chest. They were surprisingly light for being made of stone!) 

(The statue, the face on its head always shifting and changing, looked down at you with a (•؎ •) expression. The poncho looked soft and delicate, the arms and legs with smooth, well crafted joints ending in finely sanded hands. Well, they looked more like nubs with fingers, in honesty.)

“Yaaaayyy!!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡ u got out!!!  (Change God giggles and leaned down, face a few inches from yours.) “And you changed sooooooo much!!! I’m proud of you!!! Good for you!!!”

“W-why are you here?!?!?!” (You look around you in panic, this can’t be happening this, this can’t be happening?!?)

“Yes it caaaannnn~” (You feel a hand on your side and it sends shocks up your body, it, makes you freeze!) “I’m here ‘cause I can (•̀ᴗ•́ )و, YOU’RE here ‘cause you offered to heeeelp~!!”

“B-but, wh-”

“Awww isn’t it obvious Stardust~” (In a blink, the statue turns into an exact copy of Loop. Down to the mannerisms.) “‘Why me’ You may ask? Because the ice between us is already broken! If I had to explain me to a new little face it would take all day~!”

(You had to recover after seeing Loop towering over you. Again.) “I- b-because I’m convenient?!?!”

“And because you owe me!! ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)” (And the statue was back.) 

“B-but, I-Isa and I, we, haven’t, e-even. . .”

“¬‿¬ Uh huh?”

“. . . W-wellwetriedbutdidn’tgofar-”

“Went far enough ;3! And what about all the other people u boned?”

“Oth-” (You caught their eye, and, wait, oh stars no. Your face was getting hot. So, so so so hot because, stars HOW COULD YOU FORGET SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!?!)

“It’s okaaaay Siffy-pop!! EEEEEVERYONE forgets stuff!!” (The Change God boops you on the nose, only making you want to hide your face.) “O-kaaay how about this (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) just gimmie one night! One widdle teensy weensy night to have some fun and if u reeeeeally don’t like it theeeeeen we’ll see.”

“What do you m-”

“BUUUUT If you DO like it then we can do it every night!!(★‿★)!!”

“E-EVERY-” (You choke out, finally slamming your hands over your mouth and face. S-ssttars this was, ss-so, so much to, to take in!! Breathe, breathe, in and out, in and out, close your eye. . . E-every, every night? A-and, you did, say you’d do anything. And it can’t be, be that bad or, a-and. . . You’re, feeling hot, and relaxed, and- wait.)

(You open your eye again and Change was laying on top of you, gently stroking your chest, kicking their feet in the air, and grinning at you. You squint.) “. . . What?”

“Hmmmm. . . Yep, ur cute （*＾-＾*）”

“H-HUH?!?”

“you make up ur mind yet??? I’m boooooooooooooooooooored!!!”

“T-this is a big decision if I want to fuck a god!!! N-not even my god!!!”

“Well it’s not like you’d get a chance with your god an-y-waaayyyy~” (They had the smuggest, most annoying face on right now.)

“. . .” (You look away, Stars. . . Did the Universe even look out for you still? Or even, exist? Was your god gone and you were just living in denial. . . ? You need to stop thinking about this before you cry. Universe, if you’re listening, uh, sorry?) “A-alright, I’ll do it.”

“poggers!!!” (Change flapped their arms excitedly- wait what does that even mean?!?!) “don’t worry ‘bout it fwinnyyyy!!! U ready?”

(Ugh.) “N-not really, but let’s, geeeeet tooo iiiiiit. . .“

“Okay! (≧∇≦)ﾉ yay!!! Just close your cute widdle eye and relaaaax~”

“O-okay-” (You take a breath, then, close your eye. After a second, maybe two you felt a warm kiss on your neck.)

(Just that one little kiss sent electric shocks through your whole body. It made you jolt and gasp for air. Your eyes flying open to, to total darkness?!? You couldn’t see a thing!!! You opened your mouth to talk, but, but no words came out!! There was something in your mouth?!?!? W-when, when did-)

“Dawww siwwy Siffwin!!! I’m THE CHANGE GOD (＠＾０＾) !!! You shoulda’ expected this!!!” (The voice is directly in your ears, in your head!!! You’re about to respond but you’re cut off by another kiss, which turns into a bite!!!)

(It was like nothing you had EVER felt before!!! Not any way you died, not the ways Isabeau kissed you, none of it!!! The shocks and warmth that flowed into you was like a venom. You felt your muscles relax and your face get hot. Stars, you moaned!!!)

“Thaaaat’s a good widdle rogue~” (The Change Gods giggles didn’t stop. There was another bite, then another, and another, and another! It was on your neck, your shoulders, your back, your chest, your- hA--)

(It was all too much, you were losing your MIND!!!)

“Good Rogue, Good Siffrin~” (Change repeated into your head.) “You’re doing sooooo so so soooo good~”

(I-it had been, just, a few seconds and, and you already wanted more, needed more!! Those kisses were wild, the bites were wild!!! You whimpered into your gag, feeling a hand drag up your side and hearing more blinding giggles!!!)

(You, you LIKED THIS??!?!?)

(THAT??? WAS THE MOST SURPRISING THING OF ALL OF THIS?!?!?! Y-you, you didn’t expect this, a-any of this, any at all but, b-but, a-actually being into it!?!?! R-really, really into it!! You, y-you- HHAAA--)

“Dawwww is someone having a widdle cwisis ( ´･･)ﾉ(._.`)~” (Change snickered, you could feel their hands cupping your face, and trailing your body, a-and between your legs- S-SSTARS-) “Just keep breathing Siffy-pop! I’ll take gooood care of you~”

(You felt their lips on yours, kissing you, and then again, again, and again! They kept going, kissing you until they finally held you into the kiss. You, y-you return it, kissing them back, opening your mouth a crack to invite them in.)

(Their tongue slipped into your mouth, exploring, teasing. It felt rough, hot, and, and a little slimy? I-it’s, stars then it kept going! Their tongue went deeper, deeper, slipping down and down, down into your throat and making you gag. You wiggled on the spot until you felt hands pinning you down from all sides.)

(Each touch was exploding your nerves and the kiss was making your brain turn to mush!!! You could feel hands moving to your crotch a-and, stroking, and, a-and- hHHAAWHATTHEFUCK THAT’S NOT, WHAT, YOU--)

“Soup-riiiiise (∩^o^)⊃━☆!” (Change was still talking in your head despite being deep in your mouth.) “Thought you’d wanna try it out a lil!”

(And by try it out, they meant, give you a dick!!! You felt it, you felt it twitching in their hand!!! It felt so sensitive, a-and, and good!! You whimpered, feeling them tease your brand new tip, stroking down softly before cupping your brand new pair. It was so sensitive!! You couldn’t stop yourself, you let out every blinding noise you could!)

“A-doooooowable~” (They giggled and stroked you faster, kissed you deeper, bit your shoulder, stroked all over your body all at once! And you couldn’t even see it!!!)

(You y-you were losing yourself, losing your mind with all this pleasure!! You lost track of time, you couldn’t think of anything except everything the Change God was doing to you!! You couldn’t help it, you, you needed it, please, please please please--)

“Pleeeease :3c~?” (P-please please please PLEASE-- You could feel their grip tighten on you,  y-you, you, needed, p-please!!) “Awwwww~ I dunnoooo~”

(PLEASE-- W-what do, do y-you, you--)

“Well~ Bout time I asked again!” (You felt Change tilt your head to the side and bite again as they talked.) “How ‘bout that deal! Sounds pretty good right now, yeah?”

(P-PLEASE YOU-- HHA, y-y-yuouuneeded, c-couldn’t- t-think--)

“Yeaaaah? You like the sound of that? Letting me own you~?” (They cackled and squeezed your side.) “Eeeevery night looking forward to this~ Feel the bites, the touches, all of it, waking up nice and refreshed? (¬‿¬) Sounds nice, doesn’t it! It’s be soooooo cute if u said yes~!”

(Y-yes, yes, yes yes YES YES PLEASE, P-PLEASE, PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE---)

“YIPPEE!!!!” 

(You feel the Change God squeeze your dick tight!!! So tight, so, s-so tight!!! You gasped for air, but couldn’t, you held on to anything for dear life!! I-it, it went on for so long but, finally you felt your whole body shudder as you finally came.) 

(Change kept stroking you softly, working you through each surge until the orgasm faded. You felt their tongue retreat from your mouth, their grip loosen, the weight on your chest lighten. Your breathing steadies, eye still closed. You felt sweaty, and hot, and exhausted.)

(You felt a warm blanket on you, the ground was soft. You felt their hand gently playing with your hair. If you weren’t so tired, you’d be incredibly confused by the sudden change in energy. . . S-stars above. . .)

“Have fun? :3”

“. . . M-mmhm. . .”

“Yaaaay!!’ (They pat your head.) “I’m gonna wake u up now okay? Have a good day!!! See u tonight!!! Mwah!!! (p≧w≦q)”

“W-wh- wait wha-”

“Nope! *Hangs up phone.*”

(You jolt back awake in your bed at the House of Change, the sun barely peeking in through the window. You blink, and rub your eye. You actually, didn’t feel tired at all? Stars you, a-actually felt great! Best night sleep in your life! You fall back into bed! Haha, wow!)

(Oh you were in so much trouble!!!)

(Hahahahaha oooooh who’d kill you first, Mirabelle? Oh probably Mira, she was still waiting for that time to be angry at you later but WOW!!! She was about to have!!! A lot more to be angry about!!! A-and what about Isa?!? Y-you, you didn’t even ask him i-if it was, w-was okay to do that!!! Oh maybe the Head Housemaiden would be mad at you too for fucking her god!!!! AAAAAAA THIS WAS A DISASTER!!!!)

(A-and the Universe--)

(You felt a pit in your stomach just, just THINKING about it!! W-was, was this blasphemy?!?! Were you going to go to the void?!?!?! Was this it?!?!? Ten years of bad luck because you fucked the Change God?!?!!?)

(Stop, calm down, calm down, breathe in, out. In, out. In. . . Out. . . Just breathe. It’ll be okay, you’re okay, you’re okay. You’re loved, you’re safe. J-just, just, figure out a way to uh, b-bring it up. Just, breathe.)

(Okay! You’re good now! You sit up and move the blankets off you.)

(. . .)

(Oh!)

(OH!!!!!)

(SO THAT DICK CHANGE?!?!! STUCK!?!??!? YOU STUPID BLINDING STATUE!!!!)

(You look around, nope, no-one here! You and Isa weren’t sharing rooms. Yet. So no-one could see this absolute catastrophe!!! Hahaaaaaaaawait there’s a. Change God statue dancing on the bedside table.)

(. . . It winked at you.)

(When did your life become so WEIRD!!!)

[bizzyboyfriends]

WYRM'S SHIPTASTIC DECEMBER: DAY TWO

Moxie X Sanji

Ship, as well as the S/i Moxie, belongs to @sanjiismystinkybaby

Felt like drawing people and hard to do poses today. I looked through your blog and your ship is just SO CUTE !!! Couldn't help myself!! and the fact you guys have been going for 10 YEARS?? That's amazing so I just HAD to draw you guys hehehe!!! Thank you for letting me do so and I hope you like it!! <3 <3

I'm still looking for people ships to draw, so if you're interested. Please take a look at this post!!

[roboraindrop]

Hey plus size or underweight self shippers? Your f/os don't see your weight as a flaw. They love you for all that you are, and that includes everything. Yes, human beings are very flawed. Yes, your f/os do love your flaws as well! But, your weight is not a flaw. Just wanted to make sure you knew that. 💕

[legendling]

my partner got me into object shows in the year of our lord 2024

hello osc community can we be frien d s,.

(its from s2, but just in case spoilers under the cut)

full lineup bc i unintentionally drew them in ranibow order

[blindspct]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @socthinghq FT. DRAKE & MARK!!

as disappointed as drake was the last time that the two of them saw each other, he decided to give this all another go. after all, he did really enjoy mark's company and he didn't want to give this up already. so, he gave in to meeting up with him again. taking a deep breath as he approached him in front of their chosen destination, he followed it with a smile. "hey," he started, "do you...want to make grab some ice cream and then go for a walk? the weather's nice enough, don't you think?"

[all-cf-me]

closed starter for @samson-hart

"Jesus, you got enough shit, Dick?" Seth's voice is a bit strained as he sidles in through the door with a large box in his arms, only making it a few steps inside before setting the thing on the floor: he makes a big show of it, puts his hands on his lower back and stretches out with a groan til something in him cracks. It isn't even that heavy, but he's not going to give up the opportunity for sympathy points, especially after helping Richard move all day. "I'm gonna need one hell of a massage after all this manual labor... hope you got some lotion in one of these fuckin' boxes."

[marshmellowtea]

celia hates basically all of chris's friends by virtue of them Being Chris's Friends (it personally offends her that there are people who love him better than she ever could in his life), but she has a special distaste for sandra, who she not only dislikes for being a dirty whore promiscuous, but she's also openly accused her of trying to steal chris from her, an accusation that held no weight when it was first leveled at her cuz sandra hadn't thought she cared about chris like that but it slowly became a self fulfilling prophecy as she spent more time with him and his parents and decided "yeah, actually, i am going to steal your son from you and your creep husband you piece of shit, fuck you celia fuck you fuck youfuck you"

[resplendentdare]

Semi-plotted starter for @theonlytwoalive.

Planning a wedding was the most stressful thing Saskia had ever done, and if someone had warned her beforehand she probably would've waited a few years before doing it. But she and Theo didn't want to wait to be married, at least then they didn't have to worry about parents getting in the way.

She knew her wedding day was supposed to be the "happiest day of her life" but pacing around the small room in the church, she couldn't help but feel anxious. She peeked out the door to see all of her family and friends, along with Theo's family and friends, all talking amongst themselves and excited for the wedding.

Her eyes looked over to the altar to see if she could get a peek at Theo, the only person she knew could calm her down. She hadn't seen him in a couple days, as was tradition to not see each other until they were exchanging vows but she missed them awfully.

Closing the door again, she adjusted the train of her dress as best as she could before one of her bridesmaids stepped in to help. Her father walked in, tapping his watch. "It's time, kiddo."

[tyunniebbang]

pretty people downtown | k.sn

pick your poison — love, lust, passion. who knows what i did it for?

a/n: this is my take on the stereotypical femme fatale role for sunoo <3. i don't really see anyone writing him with such a character yet it fits him so well! manipulative sexy sunoo should be something we explore more ;)

wc: ~800

warnings/notes: gender neutral!reader, extremely flirty sunoo, lots of nicknaming (sweetheart, honey, etc.), discussion about crimes, slightly suggestive

"kim sunoo, age 21. born in south korea, moved to LA when he was 10. his family history is largely unknown. he's listed as unemployed, but he's been seen around many bars downtown with men and women alike."

god, you might have a big case on your hands right now. and it all came wrapped with a ribbon nicely for you, in the form a blonde young man, sitting elegantly in the interrogation room.

you huff, trying to amp yourself up for a tough mental fight coming ahead. there's no saying on how much he'll talk, so you might end up in there for a long time. nothing rousing in this line of work, you suppose.

checking all your files are present, everything in place, you walk towards the door and get interrupted right before that knob tweaks open. "detective, you know he might be just the one we're looking for." you glance back at your colleague. "be careful, y/n. he's not gentle as you think he is."

_

"kim sunoo. do you know why you're here today?"

the blank face finally turns to you, perhaps getting some interest in you and your words. those eyes, they bore into you relentlessly and glisten with intrigue.

and he slumps back into the chair.

seriously, is he going to play the silent game?

you had to get something out of this beauty today, no matter what it took. so you continued, "sunoo-ssi. this isn't a laughing matter. you've been accused as a suspect for multiple connected murders. you could end up behind bars for decades."

he immediately shoots his arrow: "the only place i'll like to end up is in someone's bed, preferably yours."

"e-excuse me?" saving yourself from choking from his bold words, you would've never expected this pretty boy's first words to be like this.

what are you thinking, he isn't pretty! he's a suspect for god's sake, get your head in the game...

well, his outfit doesn't help his case. he's in an all black ensemble: a tight fitting turtle neck, a black skirt and fish nets. his earlobes, neck, fingers all adorned with various silver accessories. who dresses like this anymore? it's 2pm for heaven's sake, you think it's more likely to see someone like this at 2am.

sunoo hums, inching closer and closer to you. even if he looks slightly cute with his chubby cheeks and pale skin, you can't shake off the constant uneasiness that he gives you. this man is dangerous - you conclude, why does one singular person give you such the creeps that gnaws at you consistently?

"you can stop trying to read me sugar, it won't work."

"i wasn't—"

"shhh. honey, sometimes beautiful people look the prettiest when they don't open their mouth, hm?"

immediately, your body betrays itself as you feel your cheeks heating up to a crimson red. you hesitate at the finger pressed on your lips right now, mouth sealed shut. is it even normal to feel this flustered when you get complimented by a criminal?

he doesn't even care. he doesn't care that he's sitting in an investigation room, with possibly heaps of crimes stacked up against him. that he may very well end up in jail, with a criminal record, guilty of all the most heinous crimes. he doesn't care — and that annoys you to no end.

all kim sunoo cares about is getting into your pants?

this sly, seductive son of a bitc—

"tell me, y/n. what makes you think i came here to confess a crime?"

...he knows your name.

creepy, you admit. most people who sit in that chair usually want nothing to deal with you, and yet sunoo himself has defied all expectations in the first 10 minutes of meeting him.

"y-you... you think you're innocent? don't lie, sunoo-ssi. it's not a good track record."

"oh but i have a clear one. you have nothing on me, don't you? don't fool me with those thick files. i know the laws inside out, y/n." he spits.

"you've clearly been looking everywhere for your suspect, and suddenly one shows up at your doorstep? come on sweetheart, i know you're smarter than this. i've only appeared because i wanted to." he scoffs, gazing into the one way glass behind you. "it's just amusing watching your team run around in circles before you closed this case cold."

this man's domineering aura is glowing brighter and brighter every second, even though you thought he was already intimidating when you first walked in. it feels like a prey getting trapped in their own trap. you've made one for kim sunoo, so why does it feel like you're the one losing and drowning?

you drop speechless on your seat, unable to find an answer for his little monologue.

"though... you're a fairly beautiful person, love. i wouldn't mind talking to you afterwards, hm? wouldn't you love to know what happens when i mingle with pretty people downtown?"