#my favorite liar 🥳🥳🥳

[lascvitae]

the hills. — kim minjeong x reader.

"when i'm fucked up, that's the real me."

sypnosis ⸝⸝⸝ park y/n has always hated minjeong, and the feeling has always mutual. growing up as rivals, it only made sense for their rivalry to carry on with them to college. but when minjeong became student council president she devloped a knack for using that power over y/n, causing for the line in between love and hate to blur.

pairing ⸝⸝⸝ enemies to lovers, stuco president!minjeong x campus player!reader

warnings ⸝⸝⸝ profanity, suggestive, alcohol & cannabis consumption, cheating, y/n is lowk big mad, minjeong is down bad

note ⸝⸝⸝ HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY TO ME AND MINJEONGGG 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳 and happy new year too!!! idk how i feel about this fic, it’s kinda out of my comfort zone (also its so late rn, i took WAYYY too long to post this)

word count: 4.4k

if there was one thing that every college student looked forward to during midterms, it was the month long break. whether they spend it sleeping, partying, or with their loved ones, it was always the fuel of their excitement.

this had even been the case for park y/n, an extremely popular student yonsei university. the popularity wasn’t due to her looks & lovable bold personality, but she was also park sunghoon’s little sister. sunghoon was notorius for his ability to ice skate, entracing everyone who watched him dance across the ice almost insantly.

y/n went viral after being spotted giving her brother a pep talk before a big performance, resulting in praise for her demeanor and refreshing visuals.

this event lead to her current boyfriend at the time, kim sunwoo, who was one of the most popular campus crushes. he was known for throwing the craziest parties, especially during the breaks.

even though y/n is well-known for breaking hearts and then moving onto the next person she deems worthy, sunwoo didn’t seem to mind this at all. he was happily enjoying his 15 minutes of fame. and in his mind, they were the hottest couple the university had laid their eyes upon.

this hadn’t been the case for student council president kim minjeong, who was currently eyeing the said girl with disdain. the annoyance was practically radiating off of her at this point.

minjeong wasn’t the typical president, though. while she exuded the punk and rock aesthetic perfectly, she was extremely nice to everyone. some would even describe her as shy, but everyone could tell that she genuinely cared for the students. with the way she coordinated all the activities, advocated for the students’ needs and concerns, and represented the entire studdent body. her leadership and communication skills were out of this world.

that was with everyone except for park y/n.

they had been enemies — or more so rivals, for years now. it started in elementary school, where they used to be table partners.

their table was pretty far in the back, so the teacher would always reach them last.

on the very first day when the teacher handed out colored construction paper, minjeong took the last blue colored one. the one that y/n had been waiting so patiently for.

that wasn’t the worst part about it all. she even left a friendly comment for her so-called table partner.

“i’m smarter, so i get it instead of you!” she chirped.

y/n smacked her gum angrily, crossing her arms as the teacher scolded minjeong.

“you’re a big fat liar!” y/n spat back, resulting in a loss of two class dojo points.

“park y/n! give me your gum, now.” the teacher scolded, and y/n immediately obeyed.

two more class dojo points that she needed for her favorite candy — the big blow pops with gum inside.

she could still remember the event as clear as water to this day.

and everytime she does, she reminds herself that she is indeed better than minjeong, and she wouldn’t let that anger consume her. it wouldn’t have been possible to beat minjeong in every spelling bee if the girl was better than her.

minjeong and y/n used to compete in the spelling bee every year during middle school, and they would always be the final two left standing.

but minjeong could never beat y/n. and the smile that y/n would give everyone once she got the award was worth losing.

and the time in high school where —

“are you even listening?” minjeong quirked a brow, patience running thin. her teeth grazed against the piercings that looped around her bottom lip. the piercings that made minjeong look ten times hotter.

y/n hated those.

“yeah, whatever. i, park y/n, swear to improve my behavior over the break. can i go now?” the blonde-haired girl shook her head in disappointment.

“today isn’t the day to be testing my patience.” even if there was any real threat behind the warning, y/n didn’t care. she rolled her eyes before standing up from the chair, smacking her gum to take it a step further as usual. she always knew exactly how to push minjeong’s buttons.

“just get out.” minjeong ordered before holding out the palm of her hand, tilting her head as her eyes zeroed in on her rival’s lips.

a reluctant y/n spat out her gum with crossed arms, huffing quietly. this wasn’t uncommon for the two, and y/n was never truly bugged by the action. she only feigned annoyance so that minjeong had a reason to do it more often.

and she definitely did.

“ugh! i can’t stand minjeong!” y/n complained in the canteen, fixing her lip combo as sunwoo held up the phone camera for her.

sunwoo was currently seated with y/n and her friends, listening to his girlfriend rant on and on about their student council president. this wasn’t a new topic for him.

yuqi was absent this time — she had probably been lip locking in a hallway with her boyfriend, waiting to get caught.

“is there something i should know about her?” aeri raised an eyebrow. “she’s my r—“

“mm-mm. just let her finish, aeri.” sunwoo cut her off, waving his hand side to side in the air. aeri could only shrug in response.

“i swear she does it on purpose too… she never reports anyone as much as she reports you.” ningning chimed in, sipping from the lilac stanley cup that sat on the table.

“exactly! urgh, like she’s so infuriating!” her boyfriend, who was more of a decoration, watched y/n work her magic, amazed by how pretty she was. “i swear we’ve memorized each other’s schedule.” aeri’s face contorted into one of confusion.

“maybe she wants to be your friend.” sunwoo shrugged, resulting in y/n giving him her signature eye roll.

“be my friend? baby, come on now…” she had looked up at him for a moment, sighing quietly before passing her attention to aeri instead. “babes! you should totally come to sunwoo’s party tonight.“

aeri was the newest addition to y/n, yuqi, and ningning’s interchangable clique.

while the three of them stuck together like glue, it was never the same case for the fourth person.

but they had high hopes for aeri.

“i wouldn’t miss it, y/n. anything in particular i need to wear?” she questioned.

“just come to y/n’s house. she’ll get you all fixed up.” ningning’s smile widened, twirling a strand of aeri’s hair. and if anyone was paying enough attention, they could see the faint blush appearing onto the pink-haired girl’s cheeks.

“yuqi had designer dresses made for all of us! today’s your lucky day, because we have a fourth.” y/n smirked, stuffing her makeup into sunwoo’s hands.

the boy hurriedly but carefully put everything back into her purse, along with the pink iphone 16 he knew she loved so much.

“it was originally meant for yujin.” ningning explained, sipping from her stanley as they all stood up. “before she went… rogue.” her voice dropped an octave on the word ‘rogue.’ aeri believed that she understood what that meant — yujin had made friends with minjeong and the rest of the student council.

“but it’s okay, because you’re totally prettier.” y/n giggled before grabbing aeri’s arm and walking off, ningning following close behind.

sunwoo dropped his girlfriend’s phone just as they walked off, picking it up and wiping it off with his hands. “y/n, wait!”

“yuqi, we look like cheap fucking whores. i thought you said this was designer?” y/n complained over the music after they arrived fashionably late to sunwoo’s christmas party.

there were already tons of people there. people that y/n could recognize and some that she couldn’t. some were dressed appropriately for the occasion, and some were in casual clothing.

they all had something in common though — hazy clouds filled the air, and the scent of alcohol boomed throughout the whole building. clearly whoever the dj was didn’t give a fuck about christmas, and that was obvious enough with the way rihanna blasted through all of the speakers.

“this is designer! feel the material.” yuqi retaliated, caressing the faux fur that stuck out of the top and bottom of the red minidress. the belt that defined their waists brought it all together.

aeri shrugged, being pulled closer by ningning. “it’s not too bad.”

their dresses were topped off with a matching santa hat, as well as black gloves and boots.

y/n crossed her arms, poking her hip out as she scanned the crowd. they had noticed their arrival now, earning the attention from a select number of the partygoers. she sighed, knowing that she couldn’t leave early because she rode with yuqi.

unless she were to leave with someone else tonight.

“damn, baby. you look good.” sunwoo sauntered over with his red cup in hand, smelling like a mixture of weed and his signature cologne as he leaned down to press a gentle kiss against y/n’s lips.

he was dressed up as an elf. santa and the elf, how fitting for the couple.

“we look no different than the cup in your hand right now.” she pushed him away, furrowing her eyebrows.

“you look good in everything, though.” he pulled her close once more, planting open mouthed kisses to her neck.

“where’s the weed?” y/n subtly pried him off of her neck, clearing her throat. “this is a party, right?” she tilted her head, eyes burning into his.

“just come this way, baby.” and with that, he maneuvered his way through the crowd, being extremely easy to lose due to the dim and multicolored lighting and the way his green outfit looked underneath it.

the group had a bit of trouble following behind. all different types of people were around with their train of thought altered. high, drunk, both. sober.

they staggered into the kitchen, watching sunwoo open the door to a room just some feet away from them. “he went in there.” yuqi pointed out.

“hey! fucking watch it!” y/n shoved a random person after seeing them bump into aeri, who was being pulled close to ningning’s side once more.

the girl turned around, and y/n validated her own anger once she saw the girl’s face. it was ahn yujin.

yuqi stepped in front of aeri and ningning before gasping comically.

“hey! she didn’t even touch her.” a tall girl that had long brown hair spoke up for yujin with an alert expression painting her features. her name was wonyoung or something? whatever. y/n didn’t care.

“bitch, don’t lie! i saw it!” yuqi raised her voice, and wonyoung gave her a look of annoyance. this made both yuqi and y/n’s temper flare up.

y/n moved in closer to give them both a piece of her mind, but she was stopped by the familiar voice that she could recognize over any symphony.

kim minjeong’s.

“yujin? wony? what’s going on?…” the blonde haired girl was accompanied by the vice president of the student council, yu jimin.

jimin had two drinks in her hand, and yujin scurried out of sight. wonyoung was quick to give the two girls an apologetic look before following.

minjeong’s breath stopped as her eyes met y/n’s, studying the girl’s attire whilst her tongue played with her lip piercings. it was like her expression did a whole one-eighty. taken over completely by anger and something else that y/n couldn’t name.

y/n hated it.

“minjeong, huh?” she let out a laugh that was annoying to minjeong’s ears. “didn’t expect to see you here.”

it’s not that minjeong wasn’t expecting to run into y/n. this was her boyfriend’s party.

after all, y/n was the reason why she left the house tonight.

“this doesn’t look like improving your behavior.” her hand waved around y/n’s figure, arms crossed in her leather jacket. her shirt was short enough that her abs were on display.

y/n hated that.

“you aren’t innocent either, president.” y/n motioned to the red cup that was in jimin’s hand.

jimin laughed awkwardly, opening her mouth to de-escalate the situation.

“i earned this, don’t you think? for being valedictorian this semester.” minjeong spoke in a condescending manner, inching closer to y/n. the way she could see y/n’s eye twitch was the icing on the cake, smirk dancing onto her lips.

and y/n fucking hated it.

“you’re not better than me at everything, minjeong.” her words were laced with venom, even though the person in front of her was the snake.

“i’m sorry? name it.” minjeong chuckled, shoving jimin’s hand that came onto her shoulder.

“if you really wanna hear the answer, come smoke with us. i spent too much time on you.” y/n crossed her arms, smacking her gum.

minjeong was slightly taken aback, and jimin noticed this.

“hey, minjeong… we can—“

“lead the way, y/n.”

jimin’s face fell. how far was minjeong willing to go just to prove y/n wrong? her friends were in need of her help right now.

“hurry up! yuqi said sunwoo went this way.” aeri grabbed ningning’s arm, guiding her through the ocean of people as the rest of them followed, leaving jimin there alone.

“president finally letting loose, huh?” yuqi’s boyfriend, juyeon vocalized in an intrigued tone while sparking up both the blunt and the conversation. the group shared laughter of their own.

yuqi was cuddled close next to him, with aeri and ningning exactly to her left.

y/n was seated in between sunwoo and minjeong, while jake sat next to sunwoo. they were having their own conversation that y/n couldn’t care less about.

as the blunt started it’s rotation, the topic of conversation started to get lost. random thoughts were being talked about now. minjeong swore that she could hear juyeon lighting another blunt.

once it y/n passed it to minjeong, all eyes were on her.

“just do it.” y/n laughed at the worry plastered on the girl’s face.

“or are you a pussy, kim minjeong?”

that was all it took for minjeong to take a hit. a big one, too.

she blew out the smoke and immediately went into a coughing fit, sunwoo rushing to get the girl some water.

y/n felt jealousy coursing through her veins over this. but she wasn’t feeling jealous of minjeong.

“hey.” y/n stood up, elbowing sunwoo away from the blonde haired girl. she pat her back, taking the water bottle and waiting patiently for the coughing to come to an end.

once it did, minjeong tilted her head back so y/n could pour the water into her mouth. yet neither of them broke eye contact.

had aeri seen that right? because it looked like y/n pushed sunwoo away just to help minjeong. purposely.

but if sunwoo didn’t find anything wrong, she didn’t find a reason to, either.

all it took was a few minutes for the whole group to be completely faded. yuqi and her boyfriend left the room a while ago, and ningning excused herself to the bathroom. aeri followed to make sure the girl was okay.

this left jake, sunwoo, y/n, and minjeong. jake had the blunt, and he was laughing after y/n politely asked for a game of truth or dare.

“i might admit something i’ll regret later.” he shook his head, eyeing y/n considerably. this didn’t go unnoticed by sunwoo or minjeong.

she nudged y/n’s shoulder, leaning in to speak quietly once she had acquired her attention.

“the fuck does that mean, jaeyun?” sunwoo barked, sitting up slightly.

jake raised his hands, shaking his head as he yielded.

“still haven’t told me what you’re better at.” the president whispered, and the corners of y/n’s lips went upward.

“come here.” y/n grabbed minjeong’s hand as they stood up, sneaking out from the room that was full of hazy clouds.

sunwoo clicked his tongue, leaning back onto the couch as he looked over at his friend. “you gonna keep babysitting or what?”

“my bad. would hate to ruin y/n’s night.” his voice was lower now, and he handed the blunt to sunwoo, who was obviously upset.

sunwoo took a hit while shaking his head, turning his head to talk to his girlfriend.

“you good y/n—“

“the fuck? where’d they go?” he asked, coughing as he took the blunt from between his lips.

jake shrugged, and sunwoo left him alone in the room to start his search for y/n and minjeong.

“he took the blunt.” jake lifted his arms up dramatically.

y/n and minjeong were in the corner of the kitchen, and y/n smirked as she settled onto the side of the table parallel to her rival.

random people were watching as they began their game of beer pong.

“if minjeong wins, i’ll sleep with chaewon tonight.” a classmate named yunjin spoke out.

y/n started the game, easily taking the lead with two cups to zero.

“seriously? you can drink better than me? everyone knows that, y/n.” minjeong spat out once she kept losing. there were ten cups and y/n had already scored four, while she was at zero.

“hey, now. you know what they say. if you’re not drinking, you’re not playing.” y/n teased.

minjeong huffed, realizing that people were recording now. a light flush painted her cheeks. she didn’t want to seem like a total loser, at least.

she played with the piercings on her lip, finally landing the ping pong ball into one of the cups.

y/n couldn’t focus on anything else after seeing minjeong tease the lip rings, slowly losing her lead.

and after two more, the crowd began to ramp up. they were surrounded by red cups and camera flashes.

“yo, the president is about to beat y/n in beer pong!” some guy yelled out, and y/n furrowed her eyebrows. that’s not what she wanted to be remembered at this party for.

then suddenly, the crowd exchanged gasps as all of the cameras were suddenly pointed at y/n.

jimin had splashed a drink onto y/n’s dress, the liquid coating almost the entire top half of it.

and while y/n was enraged, minjeong found it the hottest sight laid upon her eyes. ever.

“minjeong! the fuck are you doing! people are recording!” jimin scolded her, grabbing her arm to drag her out of the party.

minjeong was crossfaded — she didn’t care. she hadn’t even zoned back in all the way yet.

“this is designer, you whore! it costs more than your whole life!” y/n yelled, and the room had gone quiet.

“you bitches post this anywhere and i’ll kill you.” she threatened the crowd, stomping off to the bathroom.

finally coming back to her senses, the blonde-haired girl spoke up. “jimin, what the hell?” minjeong pushed the vice president off of her shoulder, running after the girl she claimed to be the bane of her existence.

“what the fuck just happened?” a troubled sunwoo asked the crowd that had quickly dispersed and continued on with their previous activities.

a few had sobered up, but the rest replaced their tasks with getting wasted.

“i don’t know. chaewon ain’t getting laid tonight though.” ryujin commented, pouring a drink for yeji.

y/n found herself in some random bathroom, wiping frantically at the stain and trail of drink mixture trickling down her cleavage.

she groaned loudly, grabbing more paper towels when she heard the door open and close. it was no one other than kim minjeong.

she even heard the lock click.

the fucking audacity, y/n thought.

“y/n—“

“get the fuck out, minjeong!” she yelled out, words coming out slower than intended.

“let me help you—“ y/n pushed her away, chest heaving with anger as minjeong stumbled back into the door, leaning against it.

“this is all your fault, kim minjeong. she wouldn’t have spilled that drink on me if it wasn’t for you.” y/n yelled, pointing her finger at the girl. “it’s always your fucking fault!”

her words were slurred, but minjeong thought it was the hottest thing ever. had she ever gotten turned on from a girl yelling at her before?

“w-what jimin did isn’t—“

“shut up!” she moved closer to the blonde haired girl, and she didn’t even try to hide the fact that she was looking straight at her chest.

y/n couldn’t help but notice this, and it made her heartbeat accelerate. “you know what? my whole mood is ruined. just… just shut the fuck up.”

minjeong fiddled with the piercings on her lip. she didn’t want to shut up.

“let me take you home.”

“while you’re drunk? no. this is why you just need to shut up.” y/n scoffed, making minjeong want to try even harder.

“then let me pay for your uber.” minjeong spoke up again.

“what do you not understand about shutting the fuck up?“

“please, y/n?” she breathed out, pushing off of the door to hold herself up on the edge of the sink. “i’ll make sure you get home safe.”

y/n looked at the other from over her shoulder, imaging how it would feel to have her lips against her own.

“okay.” the conversation ended there and the room went silent. only for a while though.

“does sunwoo do that?”

y/n’s breath hitched, and she swallowed harshly. “do what?” she whispered back, skin ablaze with the amount of fire that was burning in minjeong’s eyes.

this was the moment that they realized they both wanted each other this whole time. the way that minjeong slammed their lips together proved it.

it didn’t take long for y/n to get into the feel of the kiss, lips dancing together in a rhythmic manner as y/n pushed her back against the door.

y/n smiled into the kiss as she finally fulfilled her dream of finding out how those piercings would feel at her lips, and it had her craving more.

the president let out a quiet moan as her rival’s tongue slithered into her own mouth, cheeks flushing as she lost herself in the sensation of their heated kiss.

“y-y/n...” she breathed out, and y/n pulled back to witness the sight.

minjeong was so cute.

“this isn’t the student council president i know.” y/n smirked, challenging the girl as she connected their lips once more.

they were drowning so deep into each other that they didn’t even notice that someone was knocking at the door.

“y/n? y/n, you in here?” sunwoo called out, twisting the doorknob.

oh fuck. y/n’s stomach dropped.

minjeong took this opportunity to switch them around, trapping y/n against the door as she attacked her neck with desperate kisses.

y/n didn’t know what to do. should she stay silent?

surely sunwoo had heard the noise of her colliding with the door.

should she just pretend that they were some random couple making out?

minjeong had gotten touchy, shakily gripping y/ns waist as she marked her as her territory.

sunwoo was persistent — knocking again as he continued to call out for y/n. does this guy ever give up?

just as she heard another guy approach the door, minjeong bit down on the sweet spot of y/n’s neck.

y/n whimpered at the action, listening to the conversation that happened on the other side of the door with heavy breaths.

sunwoo was asking someone if they had seen his girlfriend.

even if y/n did want to answer now, minjeong swallowed her noises, tongues fighting each other for dominance as y/n traced the other girl’s abs.

she whined into y/n’s mouth, feeling all of her fantasies finally coming to life.

“please, y/n..” it was a desperate whisper as they pulled away just enough to breathe, not wanting to create any more distance.

“i’ll take care of you.” she panted, playing with the piercings on her lip as she eyed y/n hungrily.

“i love it when you do that.” y/n whispered, keeping eye contact with minjeong while the footsteps retreated. “yeah?” minjeong closed the gap between them, pressing their lips together in a needy kiss.

“minjeong— baby, wait...” y/n moaned, pushing the girl away.

“call the uber.”

it felt like y/n’s brain was doing summersalts inside of her head, hammering against the edges with each routine. she groaned, reluctantly opening her eyes as she scanned the room that she found herself in.

the sheets smelled like amber vanilla with a hint of tart cherry. a scent she had come to love and hate over the years.

because it belonged to kim minjeong.

y/n sat up abruptly, breathing frantically as she really examined the room that she was in. she hadn’t even noticed the figure with blonde hair that she had been previously cuddled up with. that’s why she didn’t recognize this room.

because it belonged to kim minjeong.

“shit shit shit! what the fuck?” y/n bounced out of the bed, searching for her clothes that were scattered on the floor. her phone was on the nightstand, and she could see the multiple notifications that she had received from sunwoo.

she collected everything, tip-toeing into the connected bathroom and slipping back into the outfit she had on previously.

the mirror revealed that her lip combo was stained and there were marks scattered over her skin.

she would have to hide all of this from sunwoo.

feeling the realization really sinking in now, y/n grabbed her phone and traversed into the hallway. she saw that there was a door that seemed to lead to another room, and she began to panic more.

of course minjeong has a roommate.

quickly finding her way to the living area, it was barely lit up by the sunrise. the blinds were completely closed, and there was no other light available. y/n could barely see now, so how did anyone even see when they got home?

her mind tunneled on getting out of this mess, finding one of her boots at the door. after slipping it on, she ran a hand through her hair as her eyes scanned the space for the other pair.

it had to be close, right?

she hit her knee on the sofa, yelping and kneeling down to grab it. “fuck!” she whisper-yelled, pouting up at the sofa as she mentally cursed it out.

someone walked into the living room, flicking the light on and y/n fell silent. she froze in place, closing her eyes as she hoped the sofa would hide her figure completely.

“y/n. i can see your hat.” a familiar voice called out.

what the fuck?

y/n jumped up. “ningning!” her eyes were damn near poking out of their sockets.

ningning’s lips spread into a smile, letting out a melodious laugh after she scanned all of the hickeys and love bites scattered on y/n’s collarbone area and up.

y/n was confused and embarrassed, but not ashamed. “wait, but minjeong isn’t your roommate?…” that was when another figure left the room, grabbing both of their attention.

“holy shit, aeri??” y/n yelled out in surprise.

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context: maria and my dm's are insanely chaotic. somehow we were talking about almond milk? and one of the things she sent me went like this: "now i need a fic where rowan's a foreigner learning the common tongue and he asks aelin for some nut milk." that's the prompt hehehehehe

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: inappropriate jokes, swearing, innuendo, badly concealed horniness

Enjoy!!!

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Romance books were horrible liars, it turned out.

Not a single one of the many, many romances Aelin had read in her lifetime had prepared her to meet the love of her life in a random aisle in a grocery store. No, all the books she read either involved small town meet-cutes, dreamy historical romances, arranged marriages that became love matches, and the occasional toe-curling bodice ripper. Love In Aisle 24B? She was convinced that would never happen.

Yet here she was, hand in hand with a man who was every single one of her dreams brought to life, leading him into her house.

But she was getting ahead of herself. Where to begin....?

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Rice, flour, spinach, carrots, hot cocoa mix, espresso pods, almond milk. That was Aelin's list for her quick stop at the grocery store on her way home from work. She loathed shopping at five PM, knowing that the place would be overrun with harried parents, just-off-the-clock workers, and every single person in the vicinity who'd opened their fridge and realized they needed food for dinner.

Luckily, a parking spot opened up just as Aelin pulled into the parking lot, and she waved gratefully at the mom in the minivan who'd just vacated a spot that wasn't terribly far from the store entrance. She parked, got out, locked the car, and steeled herself for the chaos of dinner-crowd shoppers. It's just a quick trip, she reassured herself as she strode through the parking lot. Fifteen minutes, tops.

Entering the crowded store, she grabbed a basket and headed for the produce section, easily finding the spinach and carrots. Check, check. She wove through the maze of people and carts, muffling more than one curse, and ducked down an aisle to grab a bag of rice. Check. The baking supplies aisle was mercifully much emptier, and she found the brand of flour she liked and placed the familiar paper sack into her basket. Check. Hot cocoa mix was only a few paces away--and no, she didn't care that it was impractical for the late spring. It was always hot cocoa weather at Aelin Galathynius's house.

She braced herself as she stepped into the coffee and tea aisle and found it far too heavily occupied for her liking. Rolling her eyes, she decided to go grab almond milk and loop back to pick up espresso pods on her way to the checkout lines. Those would probably be their own nightmare, but she'd deal with that when the time came.

Aelin dodged shoppers pushing overfull carts and mothers desperately trying to keep a hand on their rambunctious children and made her way to the aisle with the non-dairy milk. Blessedly, it was empty, and she strode over to the almond milk section, found her favorite brand, and placed three cartons in her basket because it was on sale. She paused for a moment at the end of the aisle, sighed, and trudged back towards the coffee.

Just as she was about to turn into the coffee aisle, a hand tapped politely at her shoulder. "Excuse me?"

She turned, finding herself face to face--well, almost, since he was a good six inches taller than her--with a mouthwateringly gorgeous man wearing a shy half-smile. "Yes?"

"I do not mean rude, but you have the..." The man pronounced the words carefully, his voice bearing a distinctly foreign accent. Clearly he was still learning the language of Terrasen. "The...meelk? The milk! Milk of the nut."

Aelin spluttered a cough, stuffing down the lewd comment she immediately wanted to make. "I--um...I'm so sorry, I have the what?"

The man blushed, only making him more endearing. He pointed to the almond milk in her basket. "The nut meelk."

Understanding clicked in her brain. "Oh! The almond milk." She enunciated the words carefully.

"Al-mond meelk," he repeated, smiling in earnest. "Thank you, ma'am." He gave her an eccentric little dip of his head. "Please, show me where to find?"

"Of course!" Smiling back at him, she led him to the non-dairy milk aisle. "Here it is." She showed him the brand she bought. "I like this brand, but there are more options here."

The man picked up a carton of the same brand she bought; it looked comically small in his large hand. "Thank you," he said again, relief coating his accented words.

She grinned. "You're welcome..." She let the pause trail on, hoping he would give her his name.

"Pardon!" he exclaimed, then mumbled a few words in his native tongue. "I am such rude. I am Rowan."

"So rude," Aelin instinctively corrected. "We say so rude." She shook his offered hand. "My name is Aelin."

"Aelin," Rowan repeated, the syllables of her name turning thick and sweet as honey on his accented tongue.

Her blood turned to fire at the sound of his voice.

"Gods," she gasped, glancing at her watch. "I really need to get home, this was just supposed to be a quick trip."

Rowan stepped aside so she had a clear path. "Do not let me stop you," he grinned. "Thank you again, Aelin."

"You're very welcome, Rowan." Flashing him another grin, she headed towards the checkout counters, pausing briefly to grab espresso pods. The checkout lines were unbearably long, so she joined the much shorter line for self-checkout, waited for a few minutes, and went up to the machine when it was her turn. Efficiently, she scanned her items, placed them in her shopping bag, paid, and tore the receipt from the printer.

She was nearly out of the store when a commotion at the self-checkout caught her attention.

"I--I not understand!" Oh gods, that was Rowan's unmistakable accent. "No money?"

"Sir," the store employee all but snapped, "the sign says 'card only.' Can you even read?"

Rowan faltered. "I--"

"Show some decency," Aelin drawled, calmly stepping between Rowan and the irritated teenage employee who looked like he'd rather be anywhere else. "You should be able to tell from the man's accent that he's not from here."

"Well--um--" The teenager floundered. "Look, I'm not--"

"Capable? That much is clear," Aelin scoffed. "I'll help Rowan here finish checking out, and you can run along back to restocking ketchup or whatever the hell else you do." Turning to Rowan, she explained, "This machine only has a card reader. Do you have a credit card?"

Softly, he murmured, "No, not in wallet."

"It's all right," she reassured him. "I'll pay."

"You no need--"

"Don't worry about it." Aelin tapped her credit card on the card reader, took the receipt, and handed it to Rowan. "There. Quick and easy."

He picked up his almond milk--the only thing he'd had to buy--and followed her out of the store. As soon as they stepped into the parking lot, he swiped her bag of groceries from her, laughing at her shocked protest. "Let me, let me," he said. "As thank you."

"Such a gentleman," she teased. "All right then, you can carry my groceries to my car." He walked beside her through the parking lot, waited for her to unlock her car, and then carefully deposited her groceries on the back seat. "Thanks, Rowan," she smiled, truly meaning it. A thought flashed through her head. "I'm sorry if this is rude, but...do you have a car? Or how else are you getting home?"

He shook his head. "My..." He spoke a word in his language. "Not know how to say. Like brother, but...of father's brother?"

"Your cousin?"

"Aye, my cousin. He has the car. I took bus from apartment to store."

"Can I drive you home?" she asked.

Color splashed across his cheeks. "No need, please, I will take--"

"The bus is never on time during evening rush hour, and you'll get stuck in traffic when it does show up," she snorted. "I promise I'm a safe driver, Rowan, and before you pull your stupid chivalrous act, no, it's not too much trouble." She leaned against her car. "I live here. I can drive you home without getting stuck in terrible amounts of traffic."

He folded. "Okay. I will drive with you."

His oddly formal language made her smile. "You're rather cute with your blush and your accent, y'know, Rowan," she teased.

"Cute?" Impossibly, Rowan blushed harder. "If I am cute, Aelin, then you are perfect beauty."

That fire in her blood burned brighter. "I'll show you beauty," she murmured, more to herself than to him.

Buckling his seatbelt with ease, he leaned over and whispered in his language into her ear. Though she couldn't understand him, she knew the thickness of his voice had nothing to do with the words he was saying. "Was that a promise, Rowan?"

His emerald eyes deepened to smoky pine. "Yes." As she started the car and reversed out of her parking spot, his hand drifted casually--naturally--to her thigh, its weight warm, welcome, and teasing.

She was in such deep shit.

~

Instead of asking Rowan for his address, Aelin asked if he was okay coming to her house, and when he breathed another Yes into her ear, this time pairing it with the faintest brush of a kiss on the side of her neck, she shivered and headed home as fast as she legally could. She parked, got out, grabbed her groceries before he could insist on carrying them into the house, and took the bag inside, placing it on the counter.

Rowan hadn't followed.

So she went back out to the car, walking around to the passenger side. "Rowan? Is everything okay?"

He nodded. "So okay," he promised. "I...I needed a breath."

The corners of her lips quirked up. "Can I show you my house?" Feeling bold, she linked her fingers with his. "The kitchen, the living room..." A pause. "My bedroom."

That got him out of the car and on his feet, a smirk tinged with desire curling his lips. "Please do."

She led him up the front steps and into her house, kicking off her shoes in the entryway. "The kitchen is right here, if you wanted to know." She gestured to her left. "You can put your almond milk on the counter." And put your rowillymilk in me, she added under her breath.

He left the carton on the counter, slid his arm around her waist, and leaned down to kiss her. Aelin rose onto her tiptoes to meet his lips, the kiss starting soft and quickly turning deeper, passionate, filled with the inexplicable desire that crackled between them. Effortlessly, Rowan lifted her into his arms, not breaking the kiss as he took a couple of steps and stopped, remembering he didn't know where anything was. He pulled away, breathless.

"Aelin--"

"Upstairs," she panted, her chest heaving. "Come here."

And she led him up the stairs and into her room and kicked the door shut behind them.

~~~

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[koolades-world]

2k followers writing event

it’s official! thank you everyone for 2k followers 🥳

to celebrate, i have decided to do a dialogue prompt writing event! i'll be doing this for a week, so from today, the 29th, to the 5th of june. after that, i'll only be taking regular requests again, but during this week, regular requests can still be made

you can pick one character to request with either one or two of the prompts below. if someone has already requested the character or prompt you wanted, that's ok, they can be reused! what i write will probably be short, and i'm not sure how often i'll post them, so it'll probably depend on how many requests i get. forgive me if i accidentally repeated prompts!

thank you all again for following me and my silly works haha. it really means so much to me that two thousand of you decided you liked what i did enough to follow me

prompts can be found underneath the cut!!

"the stars are beautiful tonight, but not as beautiful as you"

"you make a great pillow"

"did you know you talk in your sleep?"

"are you talking to me?"

"i'm here. you're safe with me"

"you give me butterflies"

"is that my shirt?"

"well, it could be worse"

"are you bleeding?"

"promise me"

"i got this for you"

"we're lost, aren't we?"

"you're safe with me"

"i only accept payment in cuddles"

"i'm ignoring you"

"you love me and you know it"

"you're a terrible liar"

"looks like we're stuck"

"is this yours?"

"you're the only one i trust to do this, you know"

"you're family"

"did i guess correct?"

"you know how i feel about your hair in your face"

"you have really pretty eyes"

"take a deep breath"

"you complete me"

"today is all about you, alright?"

"please don't go anywhere i can't follow"

"you're so cute, it hurts"

"i never took you for someone who liked to play foosties"

"no, this is my treat"

"to me, you're perfect. i don't care what anyone else says"

"it's your favorite, right?"

"i missed you"

"have i ever told you you're my favorite (human/demon/angel/whatever)?"

"that's one of the many things i love about you"

"what're you doing out here at this hour?"

"don't freak out"

"don't apologize"

"you have such a pretty laugh"

[ohmotherwhereartthou-if]

Hello author! Since it was my birthday today, I wanted to send this ask in to all my favourite blogs! How would the ROs plan for and celebrate the MC's birthday?

Awww! Oh my goodness happy birthday!!!

(I don't know if you had sent this in earlier and I am just seeing it now, if so I am so sorry but happy late birthday!)

I am very flattered you thought of this blog as one of your favorites. 💙🥳

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Cassandra: She would personally plan everything herself and just order what she needs and hire people to come and help her set everything up. She would pick your favorite foods and plan out your favorite activities, a perfectly scheduled day just for you.

From an early delicious breakfast to a romantic sweet dinner.

Valeria: Spends the week before working hard on baking all your favorite sweets just the way you like them and making the perfect cake. She conscripts her family to help set up the party venue as she tries to keep everything a secret from you (fails miserably since she is a shit liar). On the day of she blindfolds you and walks you out to the party and has everyone scream "Surprise!" as she takes off the blindfold. A table of your favorite food and snacks, all made by her, is layed out and everyone gathers up to sing you happy birthday. Once the candles are blown and cake is cut, she takes your hand and drags you to the dance floor where music is playing loud and everyone is smiling!

Tomás: He buys you a very beautiful piece of jewelry that he surprises you with when he wakes you up softly with kisses in the morning. He tells you happy birthday as he puts it on you and holds you tightly and tells you just how happy he is that you were born and now an irreplaceable part of his life. Spends the rest of the day however you want, holding your hand and looking at you with loving eyes.

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Ludovica: She tries to make you a cake, it looks all lopsided with her pretty handwriting frosted on the top telling you happy birthday. At least it does taste good! She kisses your cheek as you blow out the candles and she takes you by the hand and guides you out into the garden where there is a picnic basket and blanket laid out in the center. She packed your favorite snacks and wants to hand feed you all of them, she then tells you that if there is anywhere you want to go; she would be willing to go with you. Even if that means going outside the villa, she would feel safe and happy as long as she is with you.

Aurelio: Wakes you up with a new puppy or kitten (whichever you prefer) licking your face. It's yours now as so is this this large budget, whatever you want lets go do or get. He lets you choose how you want to spend your day and he will happily pay for all of it.

Elio: I will not lie to you, he will probably forget your birthday.

Would feel really bad about it when he learns that he missed it and that it hurt your feelings, he would tell you he is sorry and that he would like to make it up to you. Whatever you want, you got it.

Don't worry about money, he can just pester Aurelio for it.

[b4rk1ng-l0t]

Lorde lyrics that sound like Randy

Because my favorite character is lorde🥳

Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it out like yeah

I do my make up in somebody else's car

She thinks you love the beach youre such a damn liar

And y'know, we're on each other's team

What the fuck are perfect places anyway?

[urmomsfavelesbian]

honey!!! hi love, how are you today? i hope you’re having a great day <3 it’s question time!!! do you remember learning how to read? if you do, what was that experience like for you? what was the first book you remember reading, and what was your first favorite book? what was the first fic/fandom your read fics for, and what was your first favorite? do you like to read now?

hii i’m doing *checks mood ring* okay today, how are you? :) wooooo question time 🥳

i don’t exactly remember learning to read but i “wrote” a book when i was 2ish, it was called A Flock Of Rocks In My Socks and i just dictated what i wanted it to say and my mom wrote it for me, so that kind of counts! my first favorite book was probably magic tree house or something like that. i loved h*rry p*tter, as most autistic kids did! monument 14 was my favorite book for a long time. first fandom i ever read fics for was definitelyyyy pretty little liars, my favorite Was called demons but my current/most recent fave is called still waters run deep i believe. i do rlly rlly like to read but The Troubles prevent it (gifted kid burnout) so i mostly go through phases!

[findingmarvinchavez]

hello :))

(first i am replying to my short message by the way)

no worries about it taking time!! never feel rushed with answering, i just wanted to make sure you got it because my asks sometimes act weird for some reason (like i kept getting an error message once and eventually had to send it on a different device?? haha so just wanted to be sure ❤️).

ahh, i'm sorry to hear it was exams week, that is always stressful 😭. i hope it went well and you got through it with minimal stress <3. i am very glad to hear your journey began safe, i hope it went smoothly the entire way home :))

those potato-filled dumplings sound amazing, i love almost anything with potato honestly, wishing you success with finding them at home!!

(now onto the longer one!!)

hello again :))

ooh so you have just turned 23!! happy belated birthday 🥳🎊 my birthday is near the end of august! btw am virtually sending you some of my pumpkin bread for the occasion <3

i haven't watched much, only the first few episodes (i have had a hard time watching tv shows lately, i swear my attention span has not been present at all the past few months and i am so forgetful 😭 but now that i am answering this i will remember to pick it back up! haha). but i agree there is some... interesting stuff with abby and buck's character so far. like i believe the last episode i watched, the ending of the episode was where buck said no to a date with her because they'd sleep together? and then they were going to keep talking on the phone instead to get to know each other or something akljfalj. but i will update when i've seen more!! : )

omg to be fair, i remember loving the twilight books as well... like i think i read them in the span of two or three days lol. i have a very vivid memory of being so mad i had to put one of them down because i had to get out of the car at my soccer game hahaha. but yes the hunger games were awesome! my computer password to this day is inspired by part of the series, lol. i never did read city of bones, actually, was it that bad? 👀

also i love that you are now listening to 1d and solo music, are you enjoying them? and are you listening to all the solo albums, or just specific members? 👀 also if you are familiar enough now: do you have a favorite 1d song? (if you haven't listened enough to have an opinion though that is okay<3)

i definitely would recommend cruel summer! i thought it was awesome, and it was really fun watching it week to week trying to figure out what was going on. i was (mostly) satisfied with the resolution, save one thing, and if you end up watching it i am curious what your opinion will be 👀 (just realized i am using that emoji a lot, sry). i really love mystery limited series (probably in part because i was so deeply burned by the 7 (?) season mystery show, pretty little liars, but mostly because i love mysteries lol). also i am very curious what your unfortunate comfort show is!! (and i actually have the entire box set of gossip girl 😔 so love that you might have some lol)

thank you very very much for the song recs! :)) the song 'don't you go up the sky' reminds me so much of some song but i couldn't put my finger on it for like 5 minutes and then i remembered, it sounds so much like 'lonely boy' by the black keys!! i think i like that one and 'poison' the best, thank you again for the recommendation ♥️

i hope you had an amazing weekend as well!! i am doing alright, i haven't felt the greatest the past few days but it is almost christmas which i am excited for and i am getting to hang out with a dog and a cat every day so things are good :)) how are you??

- ♥️♥️♥️

Hellooo and happy 24th of December!!

I got home safely and I'm currently enjoying your virtual pumpkin bread in my head, thank you very much, haha! 😇

If/when you continue 911 I'll be right here, but also, absolutely zero pressure ofc!

Yeah so my Twilight consumption was def very obsessive, I have this tendency to reread books two to three times when the series leaves me with a hangover lol. And then we haven't even mentioned the films... 🧛 And city of bones, first of all, another example of me getting sucked into a fantasy world for months on end, no matter how objectively bad. And like, I really don't care if people just find the writing bad, but I think I read some stuff about the author of that series, like s. Meyer from Twilight, being a huge bigot, tho in very different ways. I didn't go into it much further because I just tend to believe the criticism and feel no need to redeem or defend the author. Otherwise it's just a fairly generic fantasy world, which, if you don't have high standards for that kind of stuff, like me, still worked, at least back then, lol. 🙃 Don't know if this is in any way comprehensible, I have a very specific, uh, stance on stuff like that (celebrity author/content/consumption) which I don't know if I can word it very well, but yeah. Just lmk if something confuses to you/doesn't sit right with you etc.

Concerning 1d, I've only listened to the ten recommended songs so for which as far as I can tell contain solo songs from everybody except Liam. Would you recommend anyone in particular? 😊 Not deep enough yet to make any definite statements but yesterday it struck me that I find once in a lifetime very beautiful!

Cruel summer's on the to-watch list then!

Lol I think I actually started using the 👀 emoji because of you! Please don't apologize for however you message, I love it very much! Do you have a favorite emoji? 👀

Comfort show (one of them at least) is supernatural haha. 😎 At least it means I don't run out of episodes to watch quickly...

You're so very welcome for the recs! psychedelic southern rock is a preddy specific genre so yeah, the stuff will definitely sound like the black keys from time to time haha. 🎸 And poison, that's intriguing, because it's such an unusual song imo, so cool that you like it!!

I hope you'll find some joy in Christmas with the help of the cat and dog! I'll not try to give too much cheesy advice because I'm very aware that that doesn't help but just be patient with yourself, particularly when your spirits don't just magically lift! 💙

I'm mostly good, sometimes even very good, sometimes not that well, changes by the hour and the day. My brain isn't always my friend lol. Glad to be with my family for a bit and very much looking forward to seeing my friends again in a couple of days!! (And always excited about your messages! 🥰)

-- take care! q. ♥️

[sokkagatekeeper]

ty lee for the character asks :)

first impression: azula friend ... ? oh she’s lying to azula. fun (somebody tell me why my eight-year-old self could tell ty lee was faking it but not the bunch of 20yo in this entire fandom pls)

impression now: a whole genius!!! invented lying pink and gymnastics. the way her body and femininity is a weapon rather than a part of her identity is so interesting to me because she knows how to read zuko and mai and azula so well without them even realizing and i get the feeling that she doesn’t know that much about herself. the way she purposefully makes herself underestimated not only by her enemies but by azula herself by giving her fake compliments to stay on her good side — she uses the misogynistic beliefs of the fire nation on femininity to make herself seem stupid and shallow and palatable and harmless, she molds herself into the person she’s playing a role for, but she’s clever, she’s adaptable, she’s perceptive and she’s able to switch directions at any given moment if u get my drift

favorite moment: when she betrays azula for mai of course!! it tells so much about her character and her respective relationships with both mai and azula. that was genuinely the last thing i expected to happen but afterwards i was just like “yeah tho.....” because with ty lee it’s a matter of looking for it. all the clues are there, and when you realize she’s always teasing mai and listening to her contrasted with the way she plays azula like a fiddle with compliments and seemingly unwavering loyalty it comes off as natural that when it’s time to make a choice she doesn’t even hesitate (and she does not lmfaooo if u just look at her face in that scene she’s like “oopsie... u had it coming bestie......” god bless i adore her)

idea for a story: this thing i apparently will never finish, and i would also like a sort-of ty lee redemption once she’s with the kyoshi warriors and actively seeing the damage the fn did. # fun times. i would also like to explore her perspective of the beach but that’s more of a concept i have around my head than a story

unpopular opinion: i think she’s bi 😭 and i think none of you understand ty lee!! she has a complex relationship with azula and she must care about her in a certain way but ultimately she doesn’t love azula or actually believes azula is “the most perfect girl in the world”. it’s all lies!! there are few moments of ty lee lowering her mask and those are 1) most of her conversations with mai 2) when zuko says ty lee doesn’t understand and ty lee says that she does understand 3) the betrayal at the boiling rock 4) when she tells azula how to flirt (manipulate) because the instructions she gives azula are exactly. how she treats azula lol like every time i see ty lee being characterized as dumb or clueless or pining after azula i lose a year of my life </3

favorite relationship: i literally don’t have a favorite mai zuko and azula are all on top of the list. it’s the way mai and ty lee are the only ones who see each other as they are rather than a flawed perception of society (mai) or a role they play in order to survive (ty lee). but also the way azula cares for ty lee a great deal and how ty lee probably knows this but ultimately azula treats her rlly badly lmao and therefore ty lee uses the means she has to protect herself which happens to be manipulate azula right back and it’s sososo interesting 2 me. and with zuko i feel like. ty lee is one of the only ppl who truly understands zuko as he is and as he was raised to be (better than iroh perhaps??? up to debate) and i feel like with zuko being unable to be anything but himself and ty lee hiding her own personhood so much (sokkacore????) they could benefit from a shared friendship. i feel zuko specifically could learn a lot from ty lee. the last one i enjoy more the idea of a friendship between them rather than their actual dynamic in the show but the canon stages of their dynamic are also compelling. see i literally cannot choose!!!!!!!!!!!!!

favorite headcanon: i guess ty lee being bi can be a headcanon as much as an interpretation of the text 🤔 she literally had no reason to lie to mai about how sokka was cute. what was the reason ty lee what! was! the! reason!!!!!!!!!! other than that i think she could beat iroh at pai sho

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