#one smile at a time with: yura

[mpxkiki]

Butterfly pt.2 🌿 Yura

A fresh starter at the local karaoke spot with the stunning @mpyura

🌿

There’s a lot of ways to beat the cold, but one of the ones that Kiki likes the best lately is visiting the local karaoke spot, Kinsunebi. Tonight she’s got a little time to herself and she’s called a few friends to meet her there to belt out some familiar songs and maybe take a crack at ones they’ve never heard before. It’s all for the fun of it!

   It’s at the end of the time that the group is paid for the room that Kiki slips out, trying to pay for more time before they make her start up a song for herself. Making her way to the desk to do just that she spots the familiar face of someone she is more than delighted to see again.

   “YURA?!” She exclaims then quickly covers her mouth to laugh. “Well, this is great! How are you?”

[peppertoastuniverse]

pep reads: gojo satoru – long fics (pt.2)

Part 1

☆ The Theory of Relativity by LuckyGh0st [AO3] [status: ongoing ◦ 11/13 chapters ] #gojo just loves you so much in this one You've lived your life without purpose. It's always been simplicity - sugar, flour, butter, mix, sugar, flour, butter, mix, simplicity, stability.

Everything changes when you find a man, bloody and beaten half to death, laying discarded in the snow.

or, Gojo Satoru is transported into a world where he doesn't exist, where you stand to change the course of everything with nothing but a kind smile and a generous hand.

☆ beyond the unending night by @stellamancer [AO3/tumblr: long one shot] [status: completed ] #the intensity of this fic omg

it is october 31, 2018— halloween in shibuya.

and you are trapped.

(you are unfortunate enough to be trapped in shibuya on october 31, 2018 in more ways in one. after many trials and many errors, you come to the conclusion the only way out is seeking out the man named satoru gojo.)

☆ you are not a god (just the man i love) by haveuseenthis [AO3 ] [status: completed ◦ 2/2 chapters] [slowburn] [tw!ptsd] [friends to lovers] #SUPER SOFT SATORU

they said gojo satoru was a god. unreachable. faraway. meant to be alone. but you knew better.

☆symptoms and causes by @lostfracturess [AO3/tumblr] [status: on going ◦ collection of fics 13/?] [professor gojo x med student reader] [smut!] #pep is OBSESSED wit this AU he's arrogant, self-centered, and he's your professor. renowned for his brilliance in neurosurgery and infamous for his allure. too bad you have to work with him on this research team. now you're stuck with dr. satoru gojo, delving into the complexities of both the brain and the heart—and of how far you'd go for a love that could destroy not only him but you as well.

☆out of the shadows by @extralively [AO3/tumblr] [status: completed ◦ 50/50 chapters + extras! ] [slow burn] [eventual smut!] [original female character] #pep's fav OC character #the CHEMISTRY?

No one had expected Gojo Satoru to form a friendship with the unknown girl that joined school in the same year he did. Not even Gojo Satoru, or Yura herself, especially considering he’d been an asshole to her the first time they met. A complicated friendship was born, one that would last years to come no matter how many headaches the white haired menace would give her – he was like gum in your hair, she mused, too much work to cut it out so why even bother trying?

☆ gods, monsters, monkeys by yuzudrops [AO3: ] [status: completed ◦ 23/23 chapters + extras!] [SUPER slowburn] [eventual smut!] [original female character] [student gojo!teacher reader (but they get together like 10 YEARS after)] [angst] #pep binged this so hard #complex/strong oc

“I thought it’d be you, if I’m being honest.” “It’d be me who what?” “Who’d go mad. Who’d go on a killing spree. Who’d just wake up one day and decide none of us are worth anything.” “Damn, sensei. Didn’t think you thought so little of yourself.” Didn’t think you thought so little of me simmers beneath. She wonders how Gojou, of all people, knows which lines can’t be crossed when his entire Cursed Technique is full of asymptotes.

A grossly under-qualified graduate of Jujutsu High is hired to teach a class of Special Grades. They learn there is more to power than strength. It doesn't end well.

bonus! satosugu!

☆ to feel is to love by cj_ackerman [AO3: 10/10 chapters] [status: completed] [satoru x suguru] [tw!ptsd] [college!AU] #this was so so so cute #soft sugu x soft toru

In another universe, instead of his eyes being the most powerful asset, Satoru is blind. Because of this, he’s mostly alone, unable to be the star child his high-ranking parents wanted him to be.

It’s Suguru Geto that makes him believe he deserves to be loved, and that he is seen. Suguru learns that to feel, is to love.

[thiolliers-consort]

Varré x bloody finger hunter male reader

Warnings: reader death, hurt comfort, enemies to lovers, paralysis, no beta reader (we die like men), references to other characters (Yura and Eleonora), slightly ooc?

(There’s like one lyric from this song paraphrased into this, but I was listening to this while writing, so it’s a little bit inspired by it)

⟢ when Varré saw you, he had known that you’d be a nuisance. You made it your job to eliminate the agents of Mohg, otherwise known as the Bloody Fingers.

⟢ Varré didn’t consider himself a bloody finger, so anytime you’d come around to do your job, he’d make the excuse that he was “just a poor war surgeon trying to make ends meet”.

⟢ it would spoil your mood and you’d have to force yourself not to kill him right there. He was truly annoying.

⟢ there were many times when he would flirt and you’d be disgusted. Days where you two did fight and ended up tired, laying against the wall of the church, legs brushed together.

⟢ Yura warned you about having relationships with the enemy. You were aware of what happened to him and eleonora. You assured him that nothing would happen between you and Varré. The thought made you sick to your stomach.

⟢ your cycle continued until the one day you weren’t interested in fighting. You were sick with deathroot and needed help, and Varré (unfortunately) had medical experience.

⟢ it hurt to walk to the church. The deathroot had pierced through your leg and was slowly taking away all feeling. Eventually, you had to just give in to the paralysis and sit against a rock.

⟢ you didn’t reach the church completely, but you were far enough where Varré could see you. He walked over to you and immediately began to tease.

“What’s wrong, hm? Can’t you use your legs?” You couldn’t see his face behind the mask, but you can see that shit eating grin just by his eyes. You stared at him, not feeling well enough to talk. You just wanted him to get the hint and help you. “Come now! Use your words.”

“Deathroot.” You stared at him and he stared back. He bent over to pick up your arm and threw it over his neck. He placed a hand on your waist and pulled you up. Slowly but surely, you made it to the church.

⟢ you were going to die. Varré knew this, but he still took care of you. When you asked him about it, he simply said that he wanted to give you false hope before your inevitable death. He wanted to see your hopeless face while you laid on your deathbed.

⟢ it didn’t hurt you since you knew you’d do the same to him.

⟢ everyday you were given Rejuvenating Boluses and soup. The soup was good and had tiny bits of prawn. “Varré must’ve gotten them from the boggart shack guy,” you thought.

⟢ Varré was fast so the death blight was slow. You couldn’t walk, but when you needed to bathe, Varré helped with no issue. The real trouble came when you needed to defecate, but you worked out a system that wouldn’t be intrusive.

⟢ While bathing, Varré made the decision to help you completely. The death blight had made its way to your spine, so you lost movement in some areas of your arms and hands. At first it was intrusive, but you grew to appreciate his presence and his help.

⟢ when you fell asleep, it was with him. You said you preferred it that way so that if you needed anything, he couldn’t pretend not to hear you.

⟢ that made Varré smile.

The sun started to rise and your eyes fluttered open. The first thing you saw was Varré. He never took off his mask or uniform. You could barely move, but you were able to muster enough strength to bring up your hand and remove his head dress. You were careful not to move the mask.

When the piece of cloth was gone, you began to rake your fingers through Varré’s hair. You saw his eyes open, but you didn’t stop. You could only feel his hair on certain parts of your hand, and having the ability to feel someone made you a little overwhelmed.

Varré sat up and helped you into the same position. You both stared at each other in silence. Varré reached behind his head and untied his mask. He was just so human. “I hate you,” you said as you let your top half go slightly limp so you’d land on his chest.

⟢ it was a month since you got infected. You were going to die soon, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

⟢ Varré stopped wearing his mask and his attitude changed. Lots of times, he’d just talk to you. He talked a lot about the past. Not his past or your past, but just the past of the world. These were, for the most part, one sided conversations.

⟢ you think he’s trying to keep your mind off dying.

Death under cut

⟢ this day was harder than the rest. By now your whole body was limp. The only thing you could feel was your lips and mouth. You talked sometimes, but it was hard.

⟢ Varré knew today was the day, and he put you against the wall and sat next to you.

“Are you scared?” You didn’t respond. He could tell you were thinking, so he gave you time to let his question sink in. Eventually, you slightly shook your head “I’m not. I know I survived this long because you cared. I know that you love me, but hope just wasn’t there.” Varré nodded and stared at the empty space that was supposed to be a wall across from them.

Varré glanced at you and saw you eying his hand. He smiled and moved it to your hand. You couldn’t feel it, but you saw it. It was enough to make you smile as you closed your eyes.

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[aihoshiino]

The babygirlification if Hikaru is crazy in this fandom... I can't believe that people seem to believe he did zero bad things when ch109 literally showed him standing over Yura and saying that she died so he could feel something...? Just because he's not the one who pushed her, doesn't mean he wasn't an accomplice! (I don't see how Nino would've known about the hiking trip without his help. Also don't see why he would be there monologuing unless he's also a hiking enthusiast who just happened to be there.) He could be both! He could be someone Ai loved but also be a person who became lost without her! Look at Aqua who literally went on a maniacal journey of revenge that saved literally no one & killed 2/3 people whom Ai loved. Because she's gone. The way I see Hikaru's character is that, he loved Ai and understood her as a person instead of the persona she presented. Yet her passing made that persona the only legacy she left behind (in his eyes). She was seen as "the idol closest to the Dome" even though she didn't care! That title wasn't given to any of the other Bkoma members, just her. And, he wasn't really allowed into their children's life because she said so. The only thing he's got left were the "lies" and despite knowing that killing people for her legacy is not what she would've wanted, she's not around to stop him anymore. I think he was a man driven to desperation and doing terrible things because his love was genuine yet no one taught him how to love properly. And her final "rejection" made him believe that being a terrible person was the only thing he could be. Which was why Ai's video became such a huge blow to him: he could've lived without her knowing that her as a person didn't let go of him, yet he went down this path thinking that the true her rejected him & the "lies" was the only thing he could take.

I don't think Ai's rejection broke Hikaru, per se. I think she made him believe that he was worthy of love and not broken (like he thought). And the way things unfold drove him into a spiral that was planted long ago. Humans don't need to be innocent to be worthy of love. The HKAI relationship was two traumatised children finding comfort in eachother. And Hikaru's crimes were about someone letting intrusive thoughts get to them. I don't like how Akasaka handled it at all, but I think erasing Hikaru's grief and the destruction it brought isn't a good way to read his character.

SO, for what it's worth, I do think the way you've analyzed Hikaru here is how he was intended to be read by Akasaka, at least by the end of the story, I don't blame anyone at all who went into this final stretch of OnK legit thinking we were going to get a reveal that Hikaru was not just a straight up villain or at least sympathizing with him and interpreting him as a slightly softer character, because the story basically spends the entirety of the Movie Arc beating you over the head with Extremely Sympathetic Hikaru Characterization.

Hell, it starts asking you to sympathize with him basically from the word go. The first concrete fact we learn about him outside of Aqua's insanely (understandably!) biased POV immediately throws every explicit and implicit assumption we have about him out the window. Not only does his age mean that he was one of Ai's peers and not, as Aqua seems to have been assuming, an older man who had victimized her but we learn this information in tandem with realizing - as Akane points out - this means Taiki was conceived when he was eleven years old, with all that implies. Akane's disgusted reaction pretty clearly telegraphs to the reader how we're supposed to take it and… idk, maybe this sounds cynical, but giving a character a backstory of CSA is like the Press To Make Audience Instantly Want To Protect This Character's Smile button. It very much primes you to want to feel bad for him.

109 does throw a spanner in these works and I do remember even at the time feeling very fucking uncertain about OnK potentially going for the grody old trope of "this character was a CSA victim and now they're Evil" (IF ONLY I FUCKING KNEW) but the more I re-read 109, I felt increasingly uncertain of what, exactly, we were supposed to take away from it. I actually had a suspicion for a really long time that 109 was so heavy handedly and overtly portraying him as a straightforward villain specifically to mislead the reader When They Cry-style and that he wasn't the one responsible for Yura's death at all.

Add all this to the fact that the Movie Arc centers Hikaru's victimhood and his extremely sad wet cat pathetic boy characterization literally at the expense of Ai's story in the movie that was supposed to be about her but what the fuck ever and it's really hard not to think that this is how the story wants you to feel about Hikaru. Hell, the Movie Arc even asks us to empathize with Airi, who is a fucking child rapist. I don't think it's unreasonable for anyone to assume that we were not supposed to think of Hikaru as a straightforward villain, especially when Ruby basically, like, looks into the camera when she's having her meeting with him and goes "nobody is born ontologically evil btw people get fucked up by their environments and blaming individuals for systemic issues isn't how anything gets fixed".

Also, like… I want to be delicate about this but I think it's also important to remember that Hikaru's motivations and supposed villainy as portrayed in OnK as of late are pretty outlandish and hard to connect with. But there are almost certainly people in OnK's audience who are also C/SA survivors who are able to resonate with a more grounded portrayal of him. I don't blame anyone at all for preferring a more sympathetic take on him in that case.

[soobibabe]

scripted hearts teaser

pairings: jeon jungkook + reader. genre: romantic comedy (including eventual smut.) trope: actor/actress au, work romance, friends to lovers.

"And, scene. That's it for today everyone, good work!" the director shouts from behind the camera, wrapping off the recording.

But for you, there is a pause. The tension is so high in the room that for the first time, you can't distinguish yourself from your character anymore. Your co-stars' hands are around your waist, eyes meeting yours with so much intensity, it makes you dizzy.

The sound of the other actors calling your names for team dinner snaps you both back into reality. You're not sure what that was.

This isn't your first film with Jungkook. A few years ago, you worked together in your debut drama. It was one in which he was the second male lead and you were the main character's best friend.

Now, you're the main character. Jungkook, your leading man.

You're not used to romance dramas, you typically take on thriller roles. Maybe that's why filming scenes like these with close contact with him makes your heart pound out of your chest.

He clears his throat, "We should get going..." Did he feel it too? "yeah, let's go" you reply, reluctantly peeling yourself away from his embrace to return to your dressing room.

At dinner, Jungkook sits next to you and everyone's engaged in conversation. Perhaps you've had a little too much to drink, you're usually reserved but right now you can't help but feel so free. You're laughing at everything, smiling a lot more, and even making stupid jokes, your co-workers are perplexed.

"Cute".

You turn your head to Jungkook and he's already looking at you with the same enamored expression he has when you're filming 'Eternal Summer'. He's definitely not drunk, did he really say that?

"What is it?" you ask. "Nothing. You look pretty." he responds, causing you to blush at the unexpected compliment. What has gotten into him...

You wake up in your bed, not remembering when or how you got home. 'Did my manager pick me up?' There's a honey hangover on your nightstand. 'How thoughtful of Yura.'

Today's the day you have to do the promotion photoshoot with Jungkook. You're used to these, you recently shot one with Kim SO-Hyun for a commercial so it shouldn't be difficult, but this is Jeon Jungkook, the national heartthrob.

When you get there, your manager runs through the concept with you. "Thanks for the hangover curse by the way" Yura looks at you as you voice this, puzzled.

"Hey didn't I tell you not to drink if you can't remember what happened after?" She begins to scold.

"Oh! ahaha i was just kiddin-" you begin. "Y/n! Which outfit are we doing first?" Jungkook calls across the room, enraptured looking at the choices.

"Coming!" you yell back, smiling it Yura, thankful Jungkook's excitement saved you from an earful.

[after the shoot]

"Did you get the honey cure?" Jungkook inquires.

Your eyes widen at his sudden question. Theres no way you were that blacked-out. shit. "Wait, that was you?"

"Do you not remember?" his head tilts to the side, eyebrow quirking to match your confused expression.

You pause to think.

"Oh my god" you whisper under your breath, looking away from the taller figure, as the memories of last night run through your head like a 1900s stop-motion film.

[summarised text-version:] 1. Falling asleep on Jeon Jungkook's shoulder at the table. The group was too busy chatting and drunk themselves to notice your head on his strong arms. 2. Jungkook, realizing your sleepy state, gently nudging you awake and offering to drive you home. You refuse. Insisting that you were perfectly fine to walk, much to Jungkook's amusement. 3. Defeatedly allowing him the grace of escorting you home. Him wrapping his arm around your waist to steady you as you wobbled out of the restaurant. You, in your drunken haze, telling him he smelled nice, causing him to laugh softly. 4. After lots of sulking the whole car ride about how you were totally fine and could have stayed for more drinks, you arrived at your estate. You fumbled with your keys until Jungkook finally took them from you, opening the door. Once you're inside, you're reminded of just how lonely this huge place is. 5. Inviting Jeon Jungkook into your home. Once you're inside, you're reminded of just how isolating this huge place is. "Can you stay a little longer? I'm not tired yet, and it's too lonely here to entertain myself to sleep." you asked in pout, slurring your words unknowingly. Jungkook's eyes scanned your face attempting to examine if you were being serious, the sadden expression you displayed told him all that he needed to know. "Sure, no problem." he flashed a smile. "What do you wanna do? Talk? Movies? Games?" "All of the above!" you exclaim, eyes closed and hand in the air throwing an excited grin. "Adorable" he whispers inaudibly to you and ruffles your hair. 6. Passing time with a beautiful man in your abode. You lead him into your kitchen where you show him your wine collection, your beer fridge, and finally, your pantry, all of which you make known that he can access at any time. You make your way to your living room where you set up the consoles while he does whatever he's doing in the kitchen. Shortly after, jungkook joins you with 2 beers and ramen, sitting beside you taking the console out of your hand. "Missed me?" he asked, jokingly. "Ramen! What a man you are, Jeon." you say with a teasing tone. You really do appreciate his effort. You play whilst waiting for the food to cool down, the tension in the room rising when you grow competitive, annoyed at how astonishingly good jungkook is at this stupid game. "hey! you're cheating!" you dodge when his hand sneaks up to your side, endeavoring to tickle you, eliciting a laugh from him. In the end, jungkook wins all 3 matches, poking fun at your post-loss temper. But after a while passes, you're back in your haze again, Jungkook doesn't miss the sadness in your eyes when you look at him. "Are you okay? How come you drank so much? I remember when we shot 'Ephemeral' you refused to drink at team gatherings." his tender eyes soften upon meeting yours. "You're more observant than I realised. I became more open to drinking after Seo-Joon and I broke up" that's all you say before chugging the rest of your beer.

"Oh, I'm sorry for bringing that up then," he starts, but you interrupt him by saying; "Don't be. He couldn't make me cum anyway." Jungkook's jaw drops, expression changing from guilt to one of shock, and... pity?

"But -- weren't you with him for... a year?" he speaks as though he can't believe what he's saying. "Yeah well, his ego was too big for me to have burst it by telling him I didn't finish, so I just faked it." the alcohol seemed to make you more honest.

"It is what it is," you laugh it off, "don't look so startled".

"What about now?" his question catches you off guard this time. "Have you been able to get off?" the alcohol is probably getting to him now.

"I haven't been with anyone else since if that's what you're asking, but sometimes I just don't have the time to you know - do it myself." you admit, and he's stunned.

"How about I help you?" with the face of the person asking, you don't need much convincing. "When? right now?" you ask, a little puzzled.

"Wow, I didn't know you wanted me that badly," he smirks "No silly, not now. When you're sober, if you need me, you can have me." with that being said, your cheeks are now a new shade of red and it's not from the alcohol.

"I'm gonna go get another beer," you announce before drifting out into the dark halls to your kitchen, ignoring that you can practically hear your heartbeat racing.

When you come back to the living room, Jungkook has already switched the videogames to Netflix, waiting for your return to start 'The Notebook'.

Halfway into the movie, you fall asleep on his shoulder for the second time that night. He cleans up, trying not to move too much in order to not wake you.

He lifts you bridal style -- like you were a feather, taking you to your room and tucking you into your bed. Before he leaves. he goes back into the fridge to take out the honey hangover remedy he made when you arrived, placing it on your bedside table for when you wake up.

[the end >.<] There are many gaps in the flashback of last night, however, that doesn’t stop you from being flushed with embarrassment. "Jungkook I am so sorry about-"

"I had fun. We should hang out more." he shuts down your apology, subsequently ridding you of any overthinking that was about to take place in your head.

“I agree,” you speak before giving much thought to your answer — did you answer too quickly?

“Like right now. My blood sugars low from all that losing i want a sweet treat” he interrupts before you can attempt to modify your response. It’s like he can see right through you.

You’re still processing Jungkook’s comment when he continues, a playful glint in his eye. “How about we head to that café down the street for some dessert? I heard they have the best pastries in town.”

The idea of spending more time with him, especially in a relaxed setting, fills you with a mix of excitement and apprehension. You nod, trying to keep your composure. “That sounds great. Let me just grab my jacket.”

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[starskq]

AWARD SHOW / C.H

Pairing ◊ idol!reader x idol!hyunwoo

Genre ◊ fluff

Warnings ◊ none (tell me if you see one!)

Word count ◊ 5k

Summary ◊ : Hyunwoo has always been a big fan of your group and finally met you in real life at the MAMA awards. He had always been the confident and cool guy, but why, when it came to you, was he a nervous wreck ?

The grand hall of the MAMA was filled with the buzz of excitement and anticipation. Glittering lights danced across the ceiling, reflecting off the sequined dresses and sharp suits of the attendees. Every major K-pop group was present, and the atmosphere was electric.

Hyunwoo was known for his confident, sometimes cocky demeanor, but tonight was different. His heart raced in anticipation, and not because of the potential awards his group might win. It was because he knew that you, a member of his long-time favorite idol group, would be attending. You had been his bias since you first debuted, often stating you as his ideal type, and the thought of seeing you in person made him feel both exhilarated and anxious.

"Hyunwoo, you okay?" Junmin nudged him. "You look like you've seen a ghost.’’

"I'm fine," he replied, forcing a smile. "Just excited for the show.’’

As they approached the red carpet, the cameras started flashing, capturing every move and expression. Hyunwoo put on his best confident face, but his eyes kept darting around, searching for a glimpse of you and your group. The other members of Xikers were busy waving and posing for the cameras, unaware of Hyunwoo's internal turmoil.

And then, he saw you.

You and your group stepped onto the red carpet, your presence commanding the attention of everyone around you. You all looked stunning, your coordinated outfits shimmering under the lights, your smiles bright and infectious. Hyunwoo's breath hitched, and he tried to maintain his composure as his gaze locked onto you.

"Hyunwoo, look at the camera," said Minjae, gently tugging at his sleeve. Hyunwoo reluctantly tore his eyes away from you and turned to face the sea of flashing lights.

Fuck, she looks amazing, he thought. How was he supposed to not stare at you when you looked like that a few meters from him? He knew he had to stay professional and not act like a complete fanboy, but it was hard. 

As your group moved closer, posing for the cameras just a few feet away from Xikers, he felt his heart pounding in his chest. He wanted to approach you, to tell you how much your music meant to him, but the swarm of paparazzi and the strict decorum of the event made it impossible. Instead, he stole glances at you, admiring your elegance and grace from a distance.

You laughed at something one of your bandmates said, the sound clear and melodious. Hyunwoo's smile widened involuntarily. He noticed your eyes scanning the crowd, and for a brief moment, your eyes met. Hyunwoo's breath caught in his throat, and he quickly looked away, pretending to adjust his suit jacket.

What he did not know, was that you had the same struggle. You adjusted your dress, ensuring everything was perfect, and took a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. This was one of the biggest nights of the year, and you were determined to make a good impression. As you walked, you exchanged smiles and waves with your groupmates—Minji, Yura, and Sooyoung—each of you radiating confidence and poise.

But there was a secret flutter of excitement in your heart tonight. You knew Xikers would be here, and among them, Hyunwoo. You had followed Xikers since their debut, admiring their talent and hard work. And Hyunwoo... well, there was something about him that always drew your attention. His confidence, his stage presence, and, yes, his undeniable good looks.

As you approached the main photo area, you scanned the crowd discreetly, hoping to catch a glimpse of him. And then you saw them—Xikers, standing a few feet away, posing for the cameras. Your breath hitched as your eyes locked onto Hyunwoo. He looked even more handsome in person, his features sharp and his smile dazzling under the lights.

‘’Y/n, smile!" Minji whispered, nudging you gently. You quickly composed yourself, turning towards the cameras and flashing your best smile. But you couldn't help it; your eyes drifted back to Hyunwoo. He seemed just as charismatic off-stage as he did on.

As you and your groupmates posed for photos, you stole glances at Hyunwoo. He was talking with his bandmates, but his eyes flickered in your direction every now and then. Your heart raced. Was he looking at you, too? The thought sent a thrill through you, but you forced yourself to stay professional, keeping your focus on the cameras and your groupmates.

"Did you see them?" Yura whispered excitedly as you moved further down the red carpet. "Xikers are right there!"

"Yeah, I saw," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. "They look great."

"They really do," Sooyoung added, her eyes twinkling. "Especially Hyunwoo."

You blushed, grateful for the dim lighting that might hide the color in your cheeks. "Yeah, he does.’’

The atmosphere inside the award venue was electric as you and your groupmates made your way to your assigned booth. The venue was grand, with intricate chandeliers casting a golden glow over the elegantly decorated space. You walked with Minji, Yura, and Sooyoung, trying to maintain your composure despite your excitement.

As you approached your booth, you noticed Xikers was stationed right beside you. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw Hyunwoo, his figure unmistakable even in the crowd of idols. He was chatting animatedly with his bandmates, but the moment his eyes met yours, time seemed to slow down.

"Look who’s next to us," Yura whispered, nudging you with a playful grin.

You forced a casual smile. "Just act normal," you muttered, though your heart was racing.

Hyunwoo, from his perspective, felt a similar rush of adrenaline. He had hoped for a chance to be near you, and now it seemed like fate was playing into his hands. He tried to stay cool, engaging in conversation with Junmin and Minjae, but his eyes kept drifting towards you.

"Hyunwoo, you're spacing out," Junmin teased, noticing his distraction. "Who are you looking at?"

"No one," Hyunwoo replied quickly, his cheeks reddening slightly.

"Sure, sure," Minjae smirked. "We all know you're a fan of y/g/n »

"Especially y/n’’ Hunter added, earning a mock glare from Hyunwoo.

"Shut up," Hyunwoo mumbled, though he couldn't help but steal another glance at you.

As you settled into your booth, Minji leaned in, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "So, y/n, seen anyone interesting?"

You rolled your eyes, trying to act indifferent. "Just focus on the show, Minji."

"But look at him," Sooyoung whispered, nodding subtly towards Hyunwoo. "He keeps glancing over here."

You couldn't deny it. Every time you looked his way, Hyunwoo seemed to be looking back at you. It was both thrilling and nerve-wracking, knowing you had to maintain a professional demeanor in front of everyone.

Throughout the evening, the teasing from both sides continued. When y/g/n name was announced for an award, you felt Hyunwoo's eyes on you as you walked up to the stage. You accepted the trophy with your groupmates, smiling for the cameras and the cheering audience. As you returned to your booth, you caught Hyunwoo clapping, a proud smile on his face.

"Did you see him?" Yura whispered as you sat down. "He looked so happy for us."

"I did," you admitted, feeling a warm blush spread across your cheeks.

Hyunwoo, meanwhile, couldn't stop grinning. "They won. That's awesome," he said to his bandmates, unable to hide his genuine excitement.

"Yeah, and you looked like you were ready to jump up there with them," Yujun teased.

"Give him a break," Minjae laughed. "It's cute.’’

The award show continued in a whirlwind of performances and presentations, the energy in the venue electric. You and your groupmates had just settled back into your booth after accepting your award, the trophy gleaming under the lights. You were still buzzing with excitement, but there was another reason for your heightened anticipation—Xikers was about to perform.

When the lights dimmed and the announcer introduced Xikers, you felt your heart race. The opening notes of their song "Tricky House" filled the air, and you instinctively leaned forward, your eyes glued to the stage.

As the beat dropped and the stage exploded with lights, Xikers appeared, their presence commanding the entire venue. Hyunwoo was at the center, his movements sharp and precise, exuding confidence and charisma. You bit your lip, trying to keep your reaction in check.

"Oh my god, they're amazing!" Yura whispered, her eyes wide with excitement.

"I know, right?" Minji added, her voice barely contained. "Look at Hyunwoo go!"

Sooyoung elbowed you gently. "Your bias is killing it up there, YN."

You smiled, feeling your cheeks flush. "He's always been an incredible performer," you said, trying to sound casual. But inside, you were screaming. Every move Hyunwoo made, every glance he threw at the camera, sent shivers down your spine. He was just so handsome and charismatic.

Xikers' performance was a spectacle—high-energy choreography, flawless vocals, and a stage presence that demanded attention. As the song progressed, you found yourself caught between wanting to fangirl openly and needing to maintain your professional composure.

When they hit a particularly intense dance break, you couldn't help but gasp softly. "Wow," you murmured, more to yourself than anyone else.

Minji noticed and grinned. "You can fangirl a little, y/n. We all are."

You laughed, shaking your head. "I'm trying to stay professional here."

"Good luck with that," Yura teased. "Look at Sooyoung, she's practically bouncing in her seat."

Sooyoung stuck her tongue out playfully. "I can't help it. They're just so good!"

As Xikers moved into the chorus, the entire venue seemed to pulse with the energy of their performance. You clapped along, feeling the rhythm course through you. Hyunwoo's charisma was magnetic, and you couldn't take your eyes off him.

"They're definitely going to win something tonight," Minji said, nodding appreciatively. "This performance is next level."

When the song ended with a dramatic finish, the audience erupted into applause and cheers. You found yourself clapping enthusiastically, a huge smile on your face. Hyunwoo and the rest of Xikers took their bows, their expressions triumphant and proud.

"That was incredible!" Yura exclaimed, still clapping.

"I can't believe how good they are live," Sooyoung added, shaking her head in amazement.

You nodded, your heart swelling with pride and admiration. "They really outdid themselves," you said, stealing one last glance at Hyunwoo as he left the stage. He looked up at the audience, his eyes sweeping over the crowd, and for a brief moment, you felt like he was looking directly at you.

It was now your turn to perform. You stood backstage, trying to calm your nerves. The energy in the venue reached new heights as the announcer introduced your group for your performance. Hyunwoo and the other members of Xikers, seated comfortably in their booth, turned their attention to the stage. Hyunwoo's heart raced with excitement, his anticipation barely contained. He knew this was the moment he had been waiting for all night.

As the lights dimmed and the stage was set for you, Hyunwoo leaned forward, his eyes glued to the stage. The opening notes of your song echoed through the venue, and you appeared, leading your group with confidence and charisma.

"Here we go," Hyunwoo muttered, feeling a rush of adrenaline.

From the first beat, your performance was a spectacle. The choreography was sharp, the vocals powerful, and the energy electric. Hyunwoo couldn't help but cheer, his enthusiasm spilling over.

"Let's go, y/g/n,’’ he shouted, jumping up and down. His eyes were locked on you, the main rapper, commanding the stage with your presence.

"Hyunwoo, calm down," Minjae, Xikers' leader, whispered urgently, grabbing his arm. "Remember the cameras."

"Sorry, sorry," Hyunwoo said, trying to contain his excitement. But it was impossible to sit still. You were incredible; your rapping was flawless, and your stage presence was magnetic. He felt like a fanboy at his first concert.

"Wow, they're really good," Yechan said, nodding in approval. The other members murmured their agreement, clapping along to the beat.

When your rap verse came up, Hyunwoo leaned even closer, his eyes wide with admiration. Your flow was impeccable, each word hitting with precision and power. He was completely mesmerized, unable to look away. He cheered, earning funny looks from other idols nearby, but Hyunwoo was beyond caring. He watched in awe as you executed a particularly difficult part of the choreography, culminating in a flawless flip. The move was perfectly timed and executed, leaving the audience stunned for a moment before erupting into cheers.

"Did you see that?!" Hyunwoo exclaimed, practically bouncing in his seat. "She's amazing!"

"We saw it," Hunter said, chuckling. "You're not the only one here, you know."

"You need to calm down," Minjae insisted, though he couldn't hide his own smile. "You're going to give us away."

As the performance continued, Hyunwoo kept cheering, his enthusiasm infectious. The other members clapped and nodded along, clearly impressed by Seraphine's talent and energy, but Hyunwoo's reactions were on another level.

When the performance ended with a powerful finale, the audience erupted into applause. Hyunwoo was on his feet, clapping and cheering loudly.

"Alright, fanboy, sit down," Minjae said, chuckling, pulling Hyunwoo back into his seat. "You're making a scene."

"Sorry, I can't help it," Hyunwoo said, grinning from ear to ear. "They were just so good."

"They really were," Junmin agreed, giving Hyunwoo a playful nudge. "But you need to dial it back a bit."

As you and your groupmates took your bows and left the stage, Hyunwoo couldn't wipe the smile off his face. Knowing how hard you must have worked to deliver such an incredible performance, he felt a swell of pride and admiration for you.

"Hyunwoo, you looked like you were about to run up there," Yujun teased, laughing. "I thought Minjae was going to have to tackle you."

"I wouldn't have gone that far," Hyunwoo protested, though he couldn't hide his excitement. "But seriously, they were amazing."

Minjae shook his head, though his eyes were twinkling with amusement. "Just remember, we're here as professionals. Try to keep it together."

"I'll try," Hyunwoo said, still buzzing with excitement. "But it's not easy when you're watching the best group out there.’’

The ceremony continued, the atmosphere filled with excitement and celebration. As you sat with your groupmates, you couldn't help but steal glances at Hyunwoo. Every time your eyes met, it felt like a jolt of electricity. He was so close, yet so far, his presence almost magnetic.

Hyunwoo, meanwhile, was doing the same. Despite his confident demeanor, he couldn't stop himself from looking in your direction. Each time your eyes met, he quickly looked away, trying to maintain his composure or clearing his throat to keep his thoughts in check. His bandmates noticed and began to tease him, making it even harder for him to focus.

"Hyunwoo, you're staring again," Minjae whispered, nudging him. "Get it together."

"She's looking at me too," Hyunwoo muttered, his voice low. "I can't help it."

‘’Hyung, just talk to her after the ceremony," Hunter suggested, smirking. "You're always so confident. What's stopping you now?"

"Yeah, Hyunwoo," Junmin added with a grin. "Where's that cocky attitude when you need it?"

Hyunwoo glared at them but couldn't hide his blush. "Shut up, guys"

On your side, Minji leaned in, her eyes twinkling with mischief. ‘’Y/n, he's totally into you."

"Yeah," Sooyoung agreed. "You keep staring at each other. Just go talk to him after this."

"I can't," you whispered back, feeling your cheeks heat up. "It's not that easy."

"Come on, y/n’’ Yura teased. "You're always so confident on stage. Use some of that now."

The ceremony eventually concluded, and everyone went to the grand ballroom for the after-party. The room was beautifully decorated, with sparkling lights and elegant decorations creating an enchanting atmosphere. The music was lively, and idols mingled, congratulating each other and enjoying the celebration.

You found yourself standing near the edge of the room with your groupmates, a glass of sparkling water in your hand. Across the room, you saw Hyunwoo with Xikers, his presence impossible to ignore. He looked as confident as ever, but you could tell from his occasional glances your way that he was just as nervous.

"Now's your chance," Minji said, gently pushing you. "Go talk to him."

"I can't," you protested, shaking your head. "What if he doesn't want to talk to me?"

"Are you kidding?" Sooyoung laughed. "He's been staring at you all night. Of course, he wants to talk to you."

Meanwhile, Hyunwoo was getting similar encouragement from his bandmates. "Hyunwoo, go talk to her," Minjae said, a hint of exasperation in his voice. "You've been acting like a lovesick puppy all night."

"Yeah, go," Jinsik  added. "What's the worst that could happen?"

"I don't know," Hyunwoo mumbled, trying to look nonchalant. "I'm just...waiting for the right moment."

"The right moment is now," Junmin said firmly. "Stop overthinking it."

Despite the encouragement, neither of you made the first move. Instead, you continued to steal glances at each other, the unspoken connection growing stronger with each passing moment. The teasing from your groupmates only made it more difficult, but you couldn't muster the courage to cross the room.

"You're hopeless," Minji sighed, shaking her head. "Both of you."

As the night went on, the music slowed, and a more intimate atmosphere settled over the ballroom. Couples and groups began to drift onto the dance floor, swaying to the soft, melodic tunes. You stood with your groupmates, watching as people danced and chatted. You and your groupmates from Seraphine were making your way across the room towards the bar, chatting and enjoying the celebratory atmosphere. You were in high spirits, still buzzing from the excitement of the evening.

As you walked, you noticed Xikers gathered in a small circle, talking and laughing. Hyunwoo stood with a drink in his hand, looking as confident as ever, though you could see the occasional glances he threw in your direction.

Sumin, one of Hyunwoo’s bandmates, noticed your group approaching. He saw an opportunity and decided to act on it. "Hey, Hyunwoo-ya’’ Sumin said, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

"What?" Hyunwoo asked, turning towards him, but Sumin gave him a firm push before he could react.

Caught off guard, he stumbled backward, and his drink flew out of his hand, splashing all over you. You gasped in surprise, the cold liquid soaking through your dress.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry!" Hyunwoo exclaimed, his face flushing with embarrassment. He immediately grabbed some napkins from a nearby table and started dabbing at the stain on your dress. "I didn't mean to—"

You looked down at your dress and up at Hyunwoo, your heart racing. "It's okay, really," you said, trying to reassure him. ‘’It was just an accident."

Hyunwoo shot a glare at Sumin, who was standing a few feet away with a satisfied grin. ‘’I hate you," Hyunwoo mimed to Sumin.

Sumin just gave him a thumbs up with his signature smile and mouthed, "Your chance to talk to her."

Minji, who had been walking beside you, quickly came to your aid. "Are you alright, y/n?’’

"Yeah, I'm fine," you replied, taking the napkin from Hyunwoo and continuing to dab at the stain. "It’s just a little spill."

Hyunwoo was clearly mortified, his usual confident facade cracking. "I'm really sorry," he repeated, his voice earnest. "Let me help."

"It's okay," you said again, smiling to show you weren't upset. "I appreciate it."

You could see the genuine remorse and embarrassment in his eyes, and it made you feel a strange combination of sympathy and excitement. Here was the confident Hyunwoo, looking flustered and nervous because of an accidental spill.

"I'm really sorry," Hyunwoo said, his voice earnest as he continued to dab at your dress with a napkin. "Let me make it up to you. Can I get you a drink?"

You smiled, appreciating his effort to fix the situation. "Sure, I'd like that. A sparkling water, please."

As you walked together to the bar, your heart pounded with a mix of nerves and excitement. You stole a glance at Hyunwoo, noticing how handsome he looked up close. His usually confident demeanor seemed slightly shaken, and it made him even more endearing.

At the bar, Hyunwoo ordered your drink and handed it to you, his fingers brushing against yours. The brief contact sent a shiver down your spine. "Thanks," you said, taking a sip. "So, enjoying the party?"

"Yeah," he replied, his eyes meeting yours. "It’s been great, but it definitely got more interesting."

You laughed softly, feeling a warmth spread through you. "Interesting is one way to put it."

As you continued to chat, you found yourself increasingly drawn to Hyunwoo. There was something about the way he looked at you, his gaze intense yet soft. It made you feel seen in a way you hadn’t experienced before. You could tell he was attracted to you, and the feeling was mutual.

"Your performance tonight was amazing," Hyunwoo said, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "You’re an incredible rapper."

"Thank you," you replied, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks. "I was really impressed with Xikers too. You always bring such great energy to the stage."

Hyunwoo smiled, a bit of his confidence returning. "We try our best. Actually, I’ve been a fan of y/g/n for a long time. Ever since I saw you, I was hooked right away-‘’

The words slipped out so naturally that it took a moment for both of you to register what he had said. Hyunwoo's eyes widened slightly as he realized his confession, and he quickly added, "I mean, I really admire your work."

You felt a thrill of delight at his admission. Playing it cool, you raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Oh? So I’m your bias, huh? That's quite an honor."

Hyunwoo blushed, but he couldn’t help but smile. He nervously scratched the back of his neck, trying to regain some composure. "Yeah, I guess I kind of let that slip."

Feeling a surge of confidence you hadn’t expected, you leaned in a bit closer. "Well, I’m flattered. It’s not every day I hear that from someone as talented as you."

Hyunwoo chuckled nervously, clearly flustered. He was not used to being flustered. "I just... I think you’re amazing, YN. Not just as an artist, but as a person."

"Is that so?" you said, enjoying how he was stumbling over his words. "You don’t know me that well yet, though »

"I’d like to change that," he replied, his voice gaining more confidence. "If you’d give me the chance."

You couldn’t help but smile at his determination. "Maybe I will. But you have to work a little more for it."

Hyunwoo grinned, his cocky demeanor starting to show. "I’m up for the challenge. I always get what I want."

"Oh, do you now?" you teased, feeling the playful banter energize you. "We’ll see about that."

He laughed, the sound warm and genuine. "I guess we will,’’ he had a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"So, Hyunwoo," you began, leaning in slightly, "do you always make such a strong impression on everyone you meet, or am I just special?"

Hyunwoo chuckled, though you noticed a slight tremor in his voice that betrayed his nerves. He wasn't used to feeling this way, especially not around women. Normally, his cocky confidence carried him through any interaction, but something about you made him feel different—more vulnerable, more real.

"Well," he said, his smile widening, "I like to think I have a certain charm. But with you, it’s different. I actually feel a bit...nervous."

You arched an eyebrow, genuinely intrigued. "Nervous? You? That's hard to believe."

He shrugged, trying to play it cool. "Yeah, it's not something I’m used to. But you have this way of making me feel like I have to step up my game."

You felt a thrill at his admission. Knowing that you had this effect on him made your confidence soar even higher. "Well, I’m glad to know I’m not the only one feeling that way."

Hyunwoo's eyes softened, and he took a step closer, his voice dropping to a more intimate tone. "So, what else makes you nervous, y/n? Or is that a secret?"

You laughed, enjoying how he was trying to dig deeper, to get to know you beyond the surface. "I guess you’ll have to find out, won’t you?"

"I’m looking forward to it," he replied, his gaze intense. Despite his nerves, he was doing a good job of hiding it, projecting the same charismatic confidence that made him so captivating on stage.

The conversation flowed easily, with both of you exchanging playful banter and subtle flirtations. Each line, look, and touch of your hands as you received your drinks felt charged with an electric tension that neither of you could deny.

"I have to say," you said, sipping your drink and meeting his eyes over the rim of your glass, "you handle being flustered pretty well. Are you always this good at hiding your nerves?"

Hyunwoo smiled, his confidence shining through despite the butterflies in his stomach. "Let's just say I'm good at keeping my cool. But you...you have a way of getting under my skin."

"Under your skin, huh?" you teased, feeling a thrill at the way he was opening up to you. "Maybe that’s a good thing."

"It definitely is," he replied, his voice low and sincere. "You're not like anyone I’ve ever me.’’

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, and you felt a warm blush spread across your cheeks, but you chuckled and shook your head. ‘’Smooth talker.’’

He lift his hand in mock surrender. ‘’Hey, it’s true.’’ 

As the evening wore on, the room around you seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in your own world. The initial nervousness had given way to a genuine connection, a sense of mutual respect and attraction that felt both exciting and comforting.

You continued to flirt, the playful banter turning into deeper, more meaningful conversation. Hyunwoo's cocky exterior softened, revealing a more genuine, earnest side that drew you in even more. And as you talked, you felt your own confidence growing, fueled by the knowledge that someone as incredible as Hyunwoo saw something special in you.

Hyunwoo had grown more confident as the evening progressed, his usual arrogance slipping back into place. Yet, as the moment to part ways approached, he found himself battling a new wave of nervousness. He wanted to ask for your number but felt an unfamiliar knot of anxiety in his stomach.

"So," he began, trying to sound casual, "I've had an amazing time talking with you tonight."

"Me too," you replied, smiling warmly. "It’s been really great getting to know you."

He took a deep breath, his heart pounding. "I’d love to stay in touch. Maybe we could hang out sometime, you know, when our schedules aren't so crazy."

You felt a flutter of excitement at his words. "I’d like that," you said, your smile widening. "I really would."

Hyunwoo hesitated for a moment, then took the plunge. "Can I, uh, have your number maybe? I mean, if that’s okay with you."

Just as he asked, Minji appeared, a playful smirk on her face. "There you are, y/n. We need to get going. Early schedule tomorrow, remember?"

You nodded, feeling a bit disappointed that the night was coming to an end. "Of course, Minji, I'm coming."

Turning back to Hyunwoo, you saw the hopeful, slightly nervous look in his eyes. You couldn’t help but smile at how genuine he was being. "Here," you said, taking out your phone. "Let’s exchange numbers."

Hyunwoo’s face lit up with relief and excitement. He quickly handed you his phone, and you both typed in your contact information.

As you handed back each other’s phones, he gave you a confident smile, though you could still see the lingering nervousness in his eyes. "I’ll text you," he said, his voice steady but soft.

"I hope you do," you replied, feeling a warm blush spread across your cheeks.

Minji watched the exchange with amusement, clearly enjoying seeing her friend so happy. "Alright, lovebirds, time to wrap it up."

Hyunwoo laughed, the sound warm and genuine. "Goodnight, y/n. And Minji," he added with a respectful nod.

"Goodnight, Hyunwoo," you said, feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation. "Talk to you soon."

As you walked away with Minji, you felt a surge of happiness. The evening had turned out better than you could have ever imagined.

Once you were out of earshot, Minji couldn’t resist teasing you. "Look at you, getting all cozy with Hyunwoo. I never thought I'd see the day."

You laughed, nudging her playfully. "It just sort of happened. He’s really sweet."

"And nervous," Minji pointed out. "Did you see how he fumbled asking for your number?"

"But that was adorable, though," you admitted, feeling your heart flutter at the memory.

Meanwhile, Hyunwoo watched you walk away, a triumphant smile on his face. Despite his initial nerves, he had managed to ask for your number, and it felt like a huge victory. As he rejoined his bandmates, they immediately started teasing him.

"Look at that grin," Junmin said, laughing. "Did you get her number?"

"Yeah, I did," Hyunwoo replied, his confidence returning in full force. He had a slight smirk on his face.

"Nice job, man," Sumin said, giving him a thumbs up. "Told you it was your chance."

"Thanks, guys," Hyunwoo said, still basking in the glow of the night. "Now, let's get back to the party."

[shin-haneul]

09.02.24

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It's come around to Valentine's day yet again and this year I'm spending time with my friends! Full galentines hehe :D Miss Seulgi and I went to get coffee and it was so nice since we got to talk lots! She has a lot of interesting perspectives that I wouldn't get from others and I managed to steal a bit of her cake >:D

Recently I also hung out with Soyeon! It was so so nice because we went pottery painting! It was really relaxing and nice to sit and make something pretty while chatting in a quiet environment. At times we did just sit painting quietly because we got absorbed into painting but it was so fun to finally hang out with her, I also really like my mug hehe.

And I finally got more tips from Jangmi about posing for photos! We had a great time chilling and being goofy and had a bit of a girly day. We talked about everything from skincare recommendations (which she had some really good ones she brought for me to try out!) to foods we've tried recently to alllll the gossip about boys hehe. It was so lovely to have this time with her!

And look at these photos I took of them all! For Miss Seulgi I just said "strike a pose" and she looks so effortless and cool!! For Soyeon she was smiling cutely so I couldn't help but snap this photo and Jangmi's was completely candid, the lighting is so pretty!

This is what my valentine's period has been like! What have you guys been doing? Any special plans for valentine's day itself?

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[bubblegyu00]

zb1 as boyfriends 💋

a/n: thought i'd do one for jebe too 😋 YURA YURA BABY BABY also this is very rushed....

not proofread !

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• jiwoong

boyfriend jiwoong is so " yes love? honey. sweetheart. princess " he's so perfect wtf

this man would be randomly talking and say " i would die for you " and mean that shit from the bottom of his heart

i feel like he's very manly and mature but he can not drink an ounce of alcohol or he's wasted. but when he's drunk he's genuinely the cutest thing ever. will cling onto you and giggle like a little kid but you can't even be mad at him because you love him sm

SUCH a gentleman. i don't even need to elaborate on this.

he's so husband material like i would drop my whole life for him to put a ring on my finger

loves loves loves to spoil you on holidays

" i bought you a present! "

" it's the 4th of july jiwoong... and you're korean. "

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• hanbin

please do not even get me started with this man.

boyfriend!hanbin will literally revolve his whole world around you. if you think he adores that hamster plushie... take that times 1000 and that's his adoration for you

if he could take you on his tours he would. it literally tears him apart that he can't see you for that long of a period of time.

whenever he can't see you starts to literally hear your voice. he'll call you to get a flight to wherever he's at because he thinks he's delusional and needs to see you before he goes insane

will be your number one supporter at award shows, but when the camera pans to him he acts like he wasn't just screaming your fanchant

will do all of your chores for you even if you don't ask him to

" what're you doing? "

" sweeping "

" hanbin did you not just see me sweep the whole house? "

" well yeah but like- "

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• zhanghao

boyfriend!zhanghao is so RGRBRBRHRHRGRGRH

if anyone of your fans goes to a " your biggest fan " contest, they're all losing because zhanghao is winning immediately

honestly was your biggest fan before you two started dating. he made the biggest foul out of himself when he saw you

like the guy started stuttering, turning red, and sweating profusely. you thought it was cute so you just started teasing him more

he's still a little intimidated by you, but he doesn't stutter, turn red, or sweat profusely. ( unless you start making out, cus then he basically has a stroke )

zhanghao is definitely the second best kisser. idk why it's just something about him.... like his lips also just look so soft ( does it show that i dream about him all the time? )

the amount of stuff he knew about you before you started dating is basically stalker level but it's okay cus you're obsessed too.

you two are the most judgmental people i've ever seen oml. like someone will pass by and you'll look at eachother and give them the most vile look ever made. like if i slipped up in front of you two id probably cry

" ew wtf look it's her "

" omg wasn't she the friend that dumped that one guy for no reason "

" yup "

" gross "

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• matthew

boyfriend!matthew is so cute he makes me want to do a backflip into a pool of lava ( nichole wtf )

but anyways he's actually so perfect and sweet and perfect and also sweet with some perfect mixed in

wants to be in your arms 24/7, it literally kills him when he has to leave every morning for work. like he genuinely starts tweaking out

every time he goes to canada to visit his family, he takes you too because his mom and sister ADORE you sm. like whenever you're over his mom cooks a whole feast and will talk your ear off, but it's okay cus you love her

will be texting you with the stupidest smile on his face, it makes the members wanna gag. but he dosent notice cus he's to busy typing words to describe how much he misses you

the boys WILL NOT under any circumstances get too close to you or matthew will talk their ears off

" did you just touch her? "

" i passed her the remote?! "

" you know what gunwook i'm so sick and tired of- "

and then he rants for two hours.

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• taerae

boyfriend!taerae is soooo bestie boo, like he is literally your hype man

i also think that taerae is basically a mindreader... like you could be craving something and two seconds later there's taerae at the door with whatever it is you wanted. or if you wanted to call him, he'd call you right before you even turn on your phone to call him

quite literally spams your company's emails to let you do a dance challenge tiktok together. and when i say spam, i mean this man genuinely sent them 5000 slideshows as to why you should do the challenge together

absolutely can not go two sentences without bringing you up. the members could literally be talking about plants and he would make it have to do something with you

sometimes he'll wake up and wonder how in the world he pulled you. like he genuinely thinks he is the chosen one because he thinks your so 😍

he loves when you compliment his singing sm. he literally wants to cry every time you tell him how beautiful his voice is, because he only needs your validation, not anyone else's

he's so obsessed with your scent. like he buys your perfume in bulk, and sprays it on his sheets and pillows

" just bought a hundred bottles of your perfume. "

" yeah and now they're all sold out rae "

" that sucks cus im not sharing. "

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• ricky

boyfriend!ricky is claimed by me. no like i genuinely have him moved into my house and everything

he's the #1 kisser. like his make out game is STRONG omfg. he's literally just a natural wtf. like he doesn't even have a lot of experience, he's just so good at kissing it's wild

this man would probably try to buy you the world if you said you wanted it. but the thing about quanrui is that you could ask him for boba or something, and he'd buy you the whole franchise

whenever you're apart, he'll call you when you're about to go to sleep, and he won't even turn off the lights until he hears your soft snores

unpopular opinion—i believe that ricky is honestly really shy when it comes to you. like if you tell him that you love him, he'll get shy and clingy and while hide in the crook of your neck

his favorite thing in the world is when your laying in between his legs with your head on his chest. he'll play with your hair until you fall asleep

that's another thing about ricky; he feels guilty when he falls asleep first, because he hates the fact that you're lying awake basically alone

he's so delusional, he literally will lie in bed and plan out your wedding

" oh and your ring is gonna be soooo pretty baby "

" oh yeah? "

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• gyuvin

boyfriend!gyuvin oh god.... yes those are tears you see in my eyes 😰

gyuvin likes to mess around and tease his members, but when it comes to you he's the sweetest, softest thing you've ever met

he gets sososo shy when you compliment his on his appearance at all. no like he genuinely covers his face and gets all smiley

the members always make fun of him because whenever you're around, he turns into this giant clingy simp

he honestly is really good about communication. like he absolutely will not let you go to sleep angry

do not break up with him. if you break up with him i'm pretty sure he'd go genuinely insane. he'd also be one of those stalker exes.....

you haven't seen clingly until you've met kim gyuvin. he literally wants to be physically attached to you at all times

" no come back! "

" gyu we've been cuddling for like six hours straight?!"

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• gunwook

oh how i love boyfriend!gunwook....

gunwook is lowkey SUCH a gentleman. like if you two were on a date outside and it was sunny, he'd put a hand over your head to keep your eyes from hurting. or if your shoes were untied, he'd tie them without even thinking.

has you as his lockscreen and smiles every time he checks the time, or opens his phone ( it's a picture of you sleeping )

he buys you soooo many stuffed animals, but they're all teddy bears, and they're all named gunwook #1-#203. yeah... he really loves buying you plushies..

loves going to the arcade with you, cus he think you're so adorable when you're competitive/focused

you genuinely make him soooo happy and he smiles every time he looks at you. he could literally be having the worst day he's ever had, but the minute you walk in he has the biggest smile on his face

please compliment him or he'll cry. like your validation is a top priority, just like taerae. so if he's been working on his choreo extra and you notice, he's literally skipping around like a child

he definitely falls for your traps all the time

" do you think i look good today?? "

" yes of course baby "

" good not great? do you not even love me any more?! "

" WHAT?! "

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• yujin

boyfriend!yujin is soooo confusing.

i say this because you minute he's bullying you, and the next he's cuddled up with you on the couch watching a movie

i think that he loves and adores you so much it confuses him sometimes since you two a young, and he dosent know what to do with himself

he's not the best at expressing his feeling and you have to understand that. he sometimes feels really bad when he treats you cold, but he doesn't want to admit it

but when he's in a good mood, he treats you so well. like he honestly treats you like you're royal

he sometimes has to ask his hyungs for advice because he doesn't know how to be a boyfriend. but he really tries that's all that matters

but yet again, when he's in a good mood he's clingy and smiley and won't let you out of his grasp for more than two minutes

" where are you going? :( "

" yujin i have to go pee "

" do you REALLY have to pee? "

" uhm.... yes "

" are you sure? "

" yujin- "

[livingformintyoongi1]

First Time | Kim Taehyung

This is a little drabble of the Style series, I wanted to write about this series and this came out lol, I hope you like it. Warnings: Fluff, slight Smut, Actress!Reader, Tae is an idol, but is taking a break from music and entered acting again, mention of "Daytime Star" (Beautiful webtoon). wc: 3.3k

When Tae offered you to go to his house to practice the dialogues for the later chapters, you didn't hesitate to say yes. He was the man you trusted the most, you adored him; he was sweet, funny, charismatic and very polite. He was exactly what any girl would want in her life. You were completely grateful that he was your co-star in the k-drama "Daytime Star," and even more grateful that he allowed you to practice alongside him.

"Have you read the script for episode 13 yet?" muttered Tae with his eyes fixed on the thick stack of sheets labeled 'Daytime Star | Chapter 13'. 

"Yes!" you smiled as you stood up, with the script tightly clenched in your hands - quite small compared to Tae's - and peeked over to see his, "There's a scene in the kitchen in this one" you looked at your co-worker, friend at this point, and couldn't help but blush at the thought of what you had to do. You didn't think you were strong enough to see Tae shirtless.

He nodded, almost as if it was nothing new. You wondered internally if he had already done something similar with another girl, though that wasn't your problem. "Looks like it," he gave you a tight-lipped smile, leaving the script on the table and resting his full attention on you as he stretched his arms above his head. "I didn't think they'd have any racy scenes, are you sure you can handle that? From what you've told me, you don't have much experience in this area," Tae's cheeks flushed heavily as he watched you shrink in place, looking down at your feet, "I-I didn't mean to offend you."

"No, you're right, I've actually never made a scene like that before" you sighed defeatedly. You hated not being experienced enough to be true to the role you had been given almost by miracle.

"We could talk to the director and ask him to remove that scene and..." said Tae, too quickly for you to interrupt. But you still took his hand, giving him such a soft, sweet smile that he stopped on his own.

"Tae, I really appreciate your concern, but I also don't want to affect the recording. Besides, it's part of my job to accommodate the character, and if Yura needs to make out with Seunghyeon for the advancement of the plot, then I'll have to do it," you couldn't help the blush that grew from your ears to your neck. In your head it sounded better. Much better.

You shrank in place as you felt his lingering gaze on you, had you overstepped your bounds by saying that, or maybe... he didn't want to make that scene?

That idea completely terrified you. You looked at him with fear in your eyes, and before you could apologize in case he's the one who ultimately doesn't want to expose himself that way, his deep voice interrupted you.

"Then let's practice that scene" he muttered, looking around his apartment, as if he was searching for something. "It all starts after Yura makes Seunghyeon a coffee, right?" lightly squeezing your hand, he walked at a slow pace to his kitchen, "I saw a bit of the webtoon, my kitchen looks a bit like it, so we could take advantage of that."

You were dumbfounded. With your mouth wide open in amazement. You'd kissed Tae before, for the show, of course, but to have him kiss you, take off his shirt for you, and lift you up and press you against his kitchen was... too much.

You shook your head, pushing that idea out of your head. You were a professional, and you would take this situation as such. Yeah, you definitely weren't going to think about how bad this would be for your weak heart.

"Okay, so..." he paused for a moment, quickly reading the dialogues before stopping at you, "let's start with the part where Seunghyeon appears from behind Yura and rests his hand against the kitchen, is that okay with you?" he looked up so he could get your approval. You almost got choked up when you saw his eyes. You just nodded quickly, knowing inside that you wouldn't be able to answer him with words.

You took a breath of air, grabbing one of the cups Tae had drying and positioned it in front of you, without letting go of the handle. A few seconds later you felt the warmth of Tae's body behind your back. You ignored the shiver that ran down your back. Your gaze was fixed on the cup, only straying when Tae's hand appeared next to yours, touching the counter with his fingertips.

You closed your eyes, squeezing them shut as you could feel Tae's breath brush against your ear. 

"What about what I said?" he whispered hoarsely, causing your legs to tremble slightly.

You admired his professionalism, and you really needed some of it for the scene.

You turned to look at him, your eyebrows drawn together between your brows, just as the script called for you to do. You couldn't help but think of the difference in height between the two of you. In a firm voice, but without anger or malice, you replied "You're laughing at me, aren't you?".

And for a second you felt your whole body melt at Tae's smitten smile. He was seriously a great actor, you couldn't look at anyone with those eyes so... bright and soft.

You grumbled as you watched his smile grow even bigger at your question. You shook your head and straightened up, turning all your attention back to the cup with coffee -which, right now, was just an empty cup-. "Ugh, you're hopeless, Seunghyeon Kang, you know that?" you muttered with fake anger, and not only because that anger was from a character and not yours, if not because you knew Yura wouldn't say it with malice, not towards the person who loved her the most -after her best friend, of course-.

"What did you call me?" Tae asked mockingly, resting his left hand on the counter, leaving you completely trapped. You were starting to get nervous.

"What?" you turned your whole body towards him, raising your eyebrows, "You want me to call you Seunghyeon Kim instead of...?"

Yeah, you didn't really expect him to kiss you, though it didn't have to surprise you. That kiss was coming out in the scene. You obviously followed the kiss, after all, right now it wasn't you and Taehyung, co-workers, it was Yura and Seunghyeon, a happy acting couple just starting to date.

 You remembered how in the script it appeared that you had to take his shirt and wrinkle it. He wasn't wearing a shirt, but a sleeveless white Celine T-shirt. Unable to hold onto his arms, you brought your hands to his chest, crumpling the fabric near his shoulders. A shiver ran down your back for the second time, but this time, it had every right to appear. Taehyung had moaned against your lips as you felt yourself clinging to his shirt. Your rational side mentally pleaded that he'd only done it for the practice and not for... well, the kiss.

You weren't sure how long you must have been kissing, but you were sure it must not have been that long. You distinctly remembered it appearing as 'a chaste kiss' or something like that, your photographic memory starting to fail for every second that Tae kept moving his sides against yours. You were starting to feel bad for how good you felt.

He pulled away just inches, his dark eyes planted on yours. You swallowed saliva as you watched him run his tongue over his lips. "I need you to open your mouth a little" he murmured.

You tensed all over. You were beginning to question whether this was still part of practice or not. "Y-yes" you whispered, gasping as you felt his hands hold you by your thighs and lift you up to lay you on the counter. This did appear in the script. 

Even with the embarrassment you felt, you parted your lips just slightly, letting out a sigh as Tae approached you at that very moment. Unlike what you thought, his kisses were much more lazy and soft. The way he had pulled you close to him, you thought he would kiss you until you were breathless. Although this wasn't too bad either. 

His right hand went up to linger on the back of your neck, tangling his fingers in your hair at the same time his left hand stopped at your waist and drew little circles on the cream colored vest you were wearing.

With some uncertainty, you brought your hands to the back of his head, drawing him closer to you. Your fingers began to grab small strands and making swirls with them. You sighed as you felt him gasp against your lips as you pulled his hair slightly. This man was going to be the end of you.

"Y/N" he murmured in agitation, resting his forehead against yours. "Can I touch you?"

You choked on your saliva, staring at him with wide eyes. That definitely wasn't in the script. "S-sorry?" your hands began to tremble slightly as you realized what he had said, because he had, in short, said your name.

"Just... you don't need to say yes, it was an impulse and..." As soon as you noticed how he tried to pull away from you, you wrapped your arms around his waist tightly, pulling him to you again.

"No!" you squealed, unsure of what you were doing, "I... I don't have a problem with you doing it" you whispered, unable to look at his face. Suddenly you wanted the earth to swallow you up.

"Oh" Tae smiled brightly, feeling his heart warm with tenderness as he watched you blush and start rambling on about something he hadn't heard. You were talking very softly.

"Honey," he whispered against your forehead, pressing his lips against the skin there. You couldn't see it, but his smitten smile and the slight blush on his cheeks showed he was just as nervous as you were, "if at any point you feel like it's too much, tell me."

You just nodded, closing your eyes tightly as you felt Tae's warm hand rest on your thigh and move up to touch the end of your skirt. His free hand busied itself with gently lifting the vest so he could touch your skin beneath it. He growled softly as he realized you weren't wearing a shirt or anything from the vest.

"You came without a shirt?" he whispered over your shoulder, leaving soft kisses as he moved up your neck and stopped at your ear. 

"I usually wear my vests like that, so I don't get so many clothes dirty" you said between stutters. He barely touched you, they were light, loving touches that you only felt because of his warmth and yet he still left you in that state. It was too embarrassing.

He didn't respond, he seemed to be too busy kissing the skin behind your ear. You removed your hand from Tae's hair and dragged it down to his waist, where his shirt was hidden under his pants. With clumsy and too shy movements - because, even though it wasn't your first time, something about this man made you act 1000 times clumsier than you already were - you pulled his shirt off and slipped your hand inside, enjoying how the touch made his whole body tremble. You didn't know you could have that reaction.

You closed your eyes, letting your hand roam all over his back, caressing every bit of skin your hands could reach.

You weren't sure at what point it happened, but, almost magically, your vest had disappeared and now Tae's lips traveled from your collarbone to your waist, leaving wetter and wetter kisses.

You were thankful he didn't remove your bra, you would be too embarrassed if he saw you completely naked.

"Do you want me to take off my shirt?" he whispered just above where your skirt covered your waist, a little below your belly button. His fully dilated dark eyes stared at you, causing a spasm to make you jump up and down on the counter.

"Y-yes, please" you rested your hands on his shoulders, wondering if you should help him. 

But you didn't need to. He stood up, reminding you how tall he really was. He quickly took off his polo shirt and threw it somewhere in the kitchen. Your mouth went dry almost immediately. He was too beautiful to be real.

His dark, lust-filled gaze deepened as he noticed how you were unable to take your gaze off his body. He approached you at a slow pace, reaching out his hand and taking a lock of your hair so he could kiss it.

"I like your hair" he whispered, letting the lock fall over your bare shoulder. You could only stand still, contemplating every move he made. "And your eyes" he moved closer to your face, resting his lips for a couple of seconds on each of your eyes, "Your nose" you laughed as he kissed the tip of your nose, crinkling it slightly as you pulled away a little, just enough to look into his face, "and definitely your lips" he whispered, taking your chin between his thumb and forefinger and moving closer to you so he could kiss you.

Unlike the slow, gentle kisses he had given you at the beginning, this time Tae seemed to be completely out of control. His lips were devouring you as if you were going to disappear at that very moment. No one had ever kissed you like that. It was all teeth clashing and tongues tangling, a couple of soft moans came from his lips every now and then, and you couldn't help but want to touch him.

"Tae" you gasped as soon as he pulled away from you. You needed to have his attention for a second before he launched himself on your lips, and his face screamed all over the place that he would. 

His lustful gaze faded immediately. Now his dark eyes only reflected concern.

"Did I go too far, do you need me to stop?" he stammered nervously, he tried to turn around to reach for your clothes, but you stopped him with your hand.

"It's not that, in fact, I'm quite enjoying it" you confessed with red cheeks and gaze fixed on his lips. They looked a little more swollen and glossy. "It's just...can I touch you?"

You both stared at each other for a few seconds, until Tae laughed softly and cupped your cheeks, kissing you repeatedly.

"God, you're so cute," he said between kisses, with a big smile. You didn't get the funny, "You can touch anything you want, I'm completely yours" he whispered happily, closing his eyes and resting his nose against yours.

"Anything I want?" you looked at him with your eyes sparkling. That was quite an offer, very tempting.

"Absolutely everything" he nodded, taking your hand and kissing your knuckles, his gaze on yours at all times.

You nodded with pursed lips, "you can go about your business" you whispered, bringing your trembling hands to his chest. You felt too nervous, how were you supposed to act when the man in front of you was so stupidly beautiful?

Tae's kisses were getting messier and messier, as were his caresses all over your body - especially your inner thighs. You tried to do the same with him, but you still felt too shy to do so, so you took to caressing his arms and shoulder blades, burying your nails into his skin when the kisses got too wild. You couldn't even remember how you got here.

His fingers began to play teasingly with the zipper of your skirt, making you groan in frustration. He definitely didn't seem to have any intentions of taking it off, and you seriously wanted, needed, it to be out of the way.

"I need you to hold on to me" he whispered, lightly biting the skin of your collarbone, causing a high pitched moan to leave your lips. "I don't want our first time together to be in my kitchen" he growled, grabbing you by the bottom of your thighs and lifting you up with ease.

"What...?" You were confused and too excited to think hard about what he had just said, "Where are you taking me?"

"To my bed" he smiled, kissing your lips softly, continuing his walk. Luckily, he thought, he didn't need to keep his eyes open to get to his room. He knew the way by heart. 

You wrapped your arms around his neck, becoming enraptured at the beautiful face he had. You couldn't contain yourself and brought your fingertips to his cheeks, caressing gently. You wanted this man to be completely yours, far beyond the physical. You wanted to be able to wake up next to him, to laugh next to him, to comfort him when he needed a shoulder to cry on. You wanted him to want you the way you wanted him.

Before you knew it, Tae already had you lying on his dark blue sheets. They were soft and cool, but his scent was permeating them, and you adored that.

He put both arms on either side of your face, his deep gaze still sending shivers down your spine. "We don't have to do this if you don't feel ready yet" he whispered, bringing his hand up to your face and caressing your cheek. You closed your eyes as you felt his touch against your skin. It was so warm and electrifying that you wanted more of him. So much more.

"I'm ready," you murmured, stroking his hair. Standing beneath him, with his arms around your head, the nervousness and shyness no longer seemed to affect you. You brought your hands up to touch the hair at the nape of his neck, fiddling with it as you brought your lips to his chest, where you assumed and hoped his heart was. "I trust you, I know you would never hurt me."

You could see Adam's apple rise and fall at your comment, at the same time as his breathing became increasingly ragged.

"You're going to destroy me one of these days" he joked, leaving a soft kiss on your chest, right in the same place you did with him, "But that's okay, I see no better ending than being destroyed by your hands."

At another time you would have laughed at how corny it sounded, but having him half naked, on top of you, with his hair in disarray and breathing heavily didn't help matters.

"Is it okay if I take your skirt off?" he murmured, running his fingers down your body until he stopped at the zipper of your skirt. 

You lifted your hips, barely brushing against his, "Hell, yeah, I was hoping you'd do it sooner" you chuckled, feeling your cheeks heat up.

"Sorry" he smiled broadly. For some reason, you could feel his nervousness, and you loved to think he felt the same way you did.

His fingers caught the zipper of your skirt and greedily pulled it down, pulling them off your legs as soon as he had reached the end. You were still wearing your underwear, but you still felt too exposed... in a good way.

"Are you ready?" he whispered in front of your crotch covered by your panties. Your breath hitched for an instant, but you managed to nod awkwardly. "Good, because I don't think I can contain myself from here on out" he gave you one last mean smile before pulling down your panties and plunging into your intimacy.

[livealittleoc-cb]

Small Jooheon Post!

✨: My lovely lovely childhood friend Devon needed someone to model for his new line of clothes that is getting featured in a magazine and I was the first one they called so here I am.~ I think they came out really well, I can’t wait to see them printed out. I was actually shocked that the people working at the shoot paid for my nails and hair styling, it was a pleasant surprise though.~

Having Devon around the whole time and visiting really made my “British” come out. *laughs* They wouldn’t stop teasing me on my accent coming out, in all it was fun having them around. It’s been a nice breath of fresh air from my typical work at a desk these couple of days so I’m quite happy. *smiles*

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[yuseirra]

**Onk spoilers**

I have a theory about the black star eyes. Using that must cause the soul to crack. The idea of souls breaking was once mentioned by Tsukuyomi, everything she says in this manga must be significant because there are information only she could reveal as a god.

Aqua was visibly shaken when Ruby was using the Black Star, and confronted her, saying, “You didn’t use that method, it's unlike you” and in the end, even used the biggest card he could reveal (the truth about him once having been Gorou) despite hearing it could hinder his goal, which led Ruby to return to using the White Star.

When Kana tells him not to think about dying, he responded that he wouldn’t die, and he also returned to having a White Star.

Doesn’t Tsukuyomi say that Aqua’s soul is breaking apart? It seems that using the Black Star for a long time causes cracks in the soul and eventually leads to death. Aqua was always like this. Whenever someone around him was in danger, he would first save them, putting aside his revenge, and then go off to die alone. It seems the Black Star-related actions are similar. When Ruby tried to chase Kamiki in Chapter 155, Aqua stopped her, blocking Ruby’s potential use of the Black Star. Aqua wanted to prevent Ruby from becoming like him, just as he initially prevented Ruby from becoming an idol. When Ruby tried to chase after Kamiki, her eyes were black, but when she went home, her eyes returned white. Ruby won’t fall to corruption now.

Kamiki used the Black Star the longest in the series. He showed signs of it even since his middle school years.

In the flashback in Chapter 153, when he was with Ai, he had a happy expression with his eyes hidden with smiles (I think it's likely he did have White Star eyes at that time because Ai was his light). When Ai said they should break up, his eyes turned black. It seems the Black Star activates when in a state of emptiness or despair. After breaking up with Ai, his eyes were black for a while, but after some time, when he was at Airi’s funeral (which was after the twins were born), he regained some mental stability it seems., and he had regained the white stars. Ai’s judgment might not have been completely wrong in that sense. He did recover.

However, after being told to carry the burden of life, he has the Black Star again.

I think the Black Star is like a monkey’s paw. It grants wishes but does so in a destructive way, taking the soul in return. Think of Mephisto, the name of a devil who takes souls. It seems like a method used by people who are desperate.

In a situation where he was accustomed to a state of despair, Kamiki met Ryosuke and started talking about Ai, but it might have led to Ai’s death in a way he did not expect.

Regarding Airi’s death, Kamiki was already using the Black Star intermittently at that time. When he cried and talked to Uehara, he was in a state of complete despair, and his eyes were black.

He probably didn’t wish for Airi to die still. He was suffering too much and he might have thought, “Someone, help me; I want to get out of this situation.” The Black Star fulfilled that wish, making his problems disappear. This seems to reflect the idea of an “absurd and irrational god.” There must be a reason why this god is mentioned.

When similar things happened concerning Ai, Kamiki likely gave up on himself completely afterward. She's the one single person he wanted to be with. I bet after her death, thinking it was his fault (he says this about Yura as well), he became like the lyrics of Mephisto: “As long as your life returns, I don’t care what happens to me.” Thus, he continued to live with the Black Star. This is why he became to be in a "Fatal" state due to "Fatale". Just as Aqua became cold-hearted with the Black Star, Kamiki might have been like this for 15 years. But looking at Ruby (in my view, Kamiki’s innate personality is somewhat similar to Ruby’s), there might still be a chance for redemption. He uses others indirectly, taking advantage of problems they create and doesn't start things himself. Although Aqua used the Black Star for a shorter time compared to Kamiki, he's suffered a lot of soul damage, Kamiki, who's used it for a much longer time, on the other hand, is still alive. This might be because his basic personality is a lot softer.

Anyway, driven by the desire to see Ai, he's been doing whatever he's done. So, he might really think that it’s okay for him to rot together with the lives he has carried.

The name of the company he founded is EYES, which seems like a very overt name. Fatale begins with “The twinkling stars that dwells in your eyes,” suggesting that he’s either looking for someone with star eyes or named the company after wishing for the Black Star in his own eyes.

Akane’s comment about Aqua taking the wrong path, and her trying to keep him from doing that while looking at the film’s direction, makes sense if she’s trying to prevent the twins from using the Black Star. She doesn’t want them to die from using it.

From Ai’s video, it seems Kamiki also lost his way. He's the one who actually took the wrong path and went along with it for years. "Fatale" may suggest that Kamiki and Aqua’s situations are similar, for it has two singers. Both Aqua and Kamiki's used the Black Star for Ai’s sake and ended up on a path of destruction. To maintain the Black Star, one might need to keep feeding it and sacrifice their soul. Ai could have died because of the Black Star, but if Kamiki is trying to save Ai using it, it would be a contradiction. It just shows how desperate Kamiki is.

Tsukuyomi is very firm about Ai not coming back to life, and thus, Aqua is blocked from trying to do anything about it (Tsukuyomi supports Aqua and does adore him and Ruby-that is confirmed). Kamiki might still be trying to do something about it. He’d be the most desperate to fix things if he thought Ai died because of him.

He says he’ll do something for Ai in 155. If he's received Ai’s message properly, he might try to stop Nino’s plan (it seems he will prevent Kana or Ruby from being attacked in the B-Komachi concert, and Kana might be in danger trying to protect Ruby). Gotanda did mention that Kana will protect Ruby if something happens in the movie arc, it could have been foreshadowing..

Or, Kamiki might try to execute the final stage of his plan, with him desperate to save the only person who's ever loved him(and who he did too)

My guess is that Kamiki saw Ai’s video and returned to using the White Star. Ai’s true feelings might have reached him and that’s why his eyes are not shown. This character did truly love Ai at one point, maybe always, all his life too. After hearing Ai’s wishes, he might have thought about what he can do for Ai now and turned back to the right path. This would mean Ai’s legacy was not in vain.

However, if this is the case, Kamiki’s life has been very unfortunate. If he committed many bad deeds in the middle, it might be justifiable for him to die or suffer. But I don’t think Ai would end up being with such a terrible person. According to this hypothesis, his life was a continuous suffering until he met Ai, experienced a brief happiness, and then was manipulated. Then Kamiki's just someone who really needs to be saved for once.

I think Ai's intuition about him would be the most accurate, actually, so believe the possibility of this is quite high.

[mpxkiki]

Butterfly pt.1 🌿 Yura

A Summer Gala starter for the lovely designer @mpyura ! Thanks for the dress!

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    ‘I want to look like what happiness feels like.’

      The instruction was the furthest thing from easy to explain to someone but Kihara had a goal in mind. The invitation had said the event was black tie and she would keep herself within the realm of evening wear- but she had to do it her way! When she had been introduced to the designer by a mutual friend Kiki had been asked not what materials she might like, or what kind of cut she’d prefer. Not even the shape of the dress or if she wanted a power suit was asked.

     Yura had asked her what she wanted her outfit to make people think of when they first saw it. Kiki’s mind had fluttered over words like freedom, power, beauty but had circled back to one greater feeling.

      The feeling of being happy. She wanted to chase away any possible sadness anyone felt if they glanced her way. What’s more freeing and power and beautiful than being happy? Truly being happy?

     As she stands now in the gala, her eyes on Yura, she feels the way that eyes land on her. Like a ghost of a hug she can sense the way that her ensemble gives pause and makes others smile, even if it’s just a little.

  “Yura!” She calls when she sees her.

[queeenarii]

Wash Day with nct 127

I don't rly write for the other 127 members other than Johnny and sometimes Yuta, Taeyong and Doyoung. So I ran out of cute ideas by the time I got to Johnny 😭😭

Taeil

Taeil didn't really know how to help you. He kind of just ar on the sidelines providing moral support. Anytime you forgot something (or if you have locs and you forgot the backing away for your ACV rinse) he was there to get it for you.

"Ah- I can to start the shower for you. Let the water heat up"

Johnny

Johnny had walked in from practice to you laying in the floor, your head deep in a pool of water. You explained to him that you were doing an ACV rise , and he asked if he could help in any way. He helped move the water through your hair, scubing your locs and scalp clean. After your shower he sat and kept you company as you out in your leave in conditioners and other things. He offers to do your nails as you sat under the dryer, after getting a retweet. Smiling up at you triumphantly when he was done.

"What... Are you doing? Oh can I help? "

"Are your arms tired, can I try?"

"Interlocking and palm rolling? Ive never heard of those before but okay"

Taeyong

Taeyong was extremely curious about your hair care regiment. He had tried some of your products in his hair but they didn't work. One day he approached you and asked what they did for your hair so he could try and understand them. He then began to do more research on his own, getting an in depth understanding of curlier hair products. When he would go overseas he would find different products that he thought might work for you. When y'all would get ready to go out together he'd spray your hair for you. If you have a fro or looser style he'd help you reach the back of it making sure no knots were present. If you had locks he would help you style the lm gently placing them in there correct position.

"I found this cream in the store here, it said it's good deo your hair type. I can get it if you'd like. "

"Let me, I see some areas that you missed"

Yuta

This wasn't yura first rodeo. In fact he knew it was wash day before you knew. He loved the subtle nonsexual intimacy that went into doing your hair. He educated him self on a number of products and styles that he thought you'd like. Hed realize when your conditionee was getting empty and would order you a new one. He felt it a small consolation for him being gone so much. H loved showing that he cared about you and your hair as much as you did. He really liked helping you grease your scalp, loving how refreshed you said it made you feel.

"I got someone of that oil you use"

"I heard that the formula changed in that cream, is it still working for you? "

"It's wash day tomorrow yeah? Can I help? We can watch the episode of that anime"

Doyoung

Doyoung knew how much this meant to you, the trust that you out into him to help with your hair. So he took his task very seriously. You asked him to help part your hair for a style you wanted to do. And boy was he good at it. He took his time, and constantly asked if he was hurting you. You don't know when he got so good at it. But your parts were crisp and clean 👌🏾😌. When he was done hole announced it timidly, asking how well he did. When you told him he did great, his smile grew super big a slight blush forming on his cheeks.

"Is this okay?"

"Ah- that didn't hurt did it, I'm sorry"

"Hold on, i just need a bit more gel here and you'll be good"

Jaehyun

Your silly boy friend while happy to help couldn't help but entertain himself. You two were showering together (no funny business 👀) and you asked him to help shampoo and conditioner your hair. The shampooing started out nice. His fingers gently massaging your scalp. But the bubbles intices him. His fingers left from your scalp, and you turned around to see him trying to make a beard our of bubbles. You simply deadpaned him then you two started busting out loudly.

"What, you don't like my facial hair? "

Jungwoo

Jungwoo had entered your room asking what smelled so good, wondering if you had sweets. You reply no, much to his dismay, but instead directed him to your assortment of hair goods. The smell was inticing and Jungwoo wanted to know what each product was for. You patiently explained each peduct as you worked in into your hair. Jungwoo infront of you eyes wide with curiosity.

"Whats that one do?... Oh but why does it smell like apricots? "

Mark

Mark was nothing but dedicated. When you told him about your upcoming wash day he started to research different things that you might need. He offered to take you to the store and pick up any items you didn't have. You asked him to help you comb your hair through, and while he was nerverous at first, he eventually got into the groove of it. Picking up the task easily as he does most things.

"Yo what? I can try but Ive never done this before dude"

"I gotchu I gotchu, I think I get it now"

"Ooooh shit, nah this actually looks good yo"

Haechan

Haechan is a little menance. You had showed him the style you wanted, and of course he had things to say about it. He scoured the internet for a better hairstyle. And as much as you hate to admit it, the one he found was better. He watches the video that accompanied it intently. Helping you with the tricker sections. In the end he beamed proudly at you, coming and calling your cute.

"I think this style would be better, itll for your face more, and it would go cute with the outfit you showed me the other day"

"I was right! You look so cute, I did so good"

[extralively]

Deeper in the Dark (16): Little Slice of Happiness

Deeper in the Dark: Chapter 16 Gojo Satoru/Original Female Character Ongoing story This chapter: fluff and smut (but a soft kind of smut) | NSFW Full story on AO3

I thought I could post this chapter here on tumblr since it's fairly short and sweet and could be read as a standalone (sorta) so here (◡‿◡✿)

It's set during JJK0 before the day of big fight!

December 7th

There was something brushing against her cheek when Yura slowly brought herself out of sleep. When she finally cracked her eyes open, she found a familiar blue pair staring back at her, and she first wrinkled her nose as she pretended to be cranky before a small smile spread across her lips.

“’Morning,” Satoru said, his thumb gently caressing her cheek, and Yura shifted her face towards it before a yawn suddenly escaped her.

“Morning,” she eventually replied. She let her eyes fall closed again as she let out a sigh, her face shifting down to press against the arm underneath her head.

“Nooo, don’t go back to sleep,” Satoru said, gently patting her cheek. “Not on my birthday.”

Ah, that’s right. It was Satoru’s birthday today.

Yura let out a small snort, then playfully bit at the arm under her.

“Nooo, don’t eat me either,” Satoru said, stifling a laugh. “Not on my birthday!”

Yura let out a breathy chuckle as she finally opened her eyes, rubbing at them with one hand as she started stretching out her legs between Satoru’s. There were slivers of sunlight streaming in from behind Satoru’s curtains, his bedroom windows large enough to brighten the place up despite being partially covered.

Satoru’s hand rested on her waist on top of the bedcovers as she finished stretching, his other arm still being used as her pillow. “Where’s my ‘happy birthday’?” he asked, pushing a pout onto his lips.

“I gave you one yesterday,” she reminded him. After the clock had struck midnight last night, they’d started joking around that it was already his birthday, and she ‘congratulated’ him in more ways than one. The result being their bare bodies now brushing against each other underneath the sheets.

Satoru pouted harder, and Yura let her smile widen as she pushed him onto his back, slotting her body next to his and resting her chin on his chest. “We should celebrate today, shouldn’t we?” she said. She had a hand underneath her chin, and her fingers absentmindedly tapped against his skin.

“I mean, if you insist,” Satoru replied, and Yura huffed out a laugh.

Her fingers drummed against his chest again, and she tilted her head slightly. “Well,” she started, pretending to think for a second. “Since Tsumiki is living at Jujutsu Tech now, I thought I could take Megumi there and we could celebrate. Bring a cake in and stuff.”

But Satoru’s eyes suddenly became a little clouded as he hummed out a vague response, and something tugged at her heart at the not-that-uncommon expression on his face these days.

Things had settled down after Geto’s declaration of war, but in a simmering kind of way that felt like it was only a matter of time before it finally boiled over. Everyone was on edge, some training, others preparing in different ways; part of the jujutsu community was in a full-on manhunt for Geto before the allotted date, but it seemed that he had actually gone into hiding this time, and no one could locate him.

Satoru, though, was not among the people who were actively looking for the former sorcerer. Yura wasn’t sure why exactly, but she could guess—that maybe actually seeing his old friend in person had halted any desire to find him again, or maybe the looming date on the horizon meant that Satoru thought the only thing he had to do now was wait. Either way, Yura was glad that he remained within her reach instead of being out there by himself.

But that’s not to say that Satoru was exactly... okay. Sure, he pretended to be his usual self around other people, but Yura could see right through him—and when everyone else was gone and it was just the two of them alone, Satoru would drop his carefree mask to let Yura see the heavy weight he was carrying around with him. She tried her best to keep his mind off things most of the time, and they were able to have some quiet, genuine moments between themselves every now and then—but with everyone counting the days until the day of the battle arrived, it was getting harder and harder to let themselves relax.

“Can we...” Satoru started, his eyes still somewhat far away. “Can we just eat out? Out of the school, I mean.”

“...Yeah,” Yura replied, her eyes soft. “We can do that. We’ll get Tsumiki after class, what do you say?”

Satoru nodded in agreement, his eyes finally looking at her, and she offered him a smile.

“You’re getting old, you know,” she told him, her smile turning teasing. “You’re practically thirty now.”

Yura was relieved when Satoru’s lips also tugged up in a matching smile. “I’m twenty-eight today,” he defended himself. “And in a couple of months, you will be too.”

Yura let out a playful scoff. “Pfft, you’ll be a decrepit old man soon,” she said, and her hand reached up to play with his hair. “Look, your hair is already all white and everything!”

Satoru’s chest vibrated with a laugh, and Yura let her smile soften again. She shifted her head so she could rest her cheek on his chest, staring up at him, and her hand brushed down his face until she started mindlessly playing with his chin.

They were silent for a little while, Yura simply looking at him and taking him in—but it wasn’t an uncomfortable kind of silence. Yura felt warm and content, and even if Satoru’s eyes kept drifting away every now and then, it seemed that he was making an effort to stay focused on the here and now.

“Megumi’s birthday is in a couple of weeks too, isn’t it?” he eventually spoke up, one of his hands brushing hair away from her face.

“Yeah,” she replied, shifting to rest her chin on his chest again, but then she sobered up slightly.

Megumi’s birthday was on the 22nd... just two days before when everything was supposed to go down. The closer they drew to the date, the more agitated everyone became; more and more people had started using the school grounds to train or strategize, sorcerers from all over wanting to be as sharp and on top of their game as possible for when everything went to shit. Chances were that, two days before the battle, they would all be busy preparing the evacuation procedures for every non-sorcerer in the targeted areas and other countermeasures...

...Not much time for them to spend celebrating a birthday.

Yura let out a sigh, resting on her cheek again. “We could make time for some cake,” she tried, and Satoru hummed in agreement, his eyes going far away once more.

Her own eyes slipped away, and she tried to focus on the way she could feel his chest moving up and down underneath her head instead of the impending disaster they would have in their hands in less than a month’s time. It felt like there was not enough time for them to prepare and also somehow too much time—too much time for them to stew in the worst possibilities of what was to come.

With yet another sigh, her hand started drawing imaginary figures on Satoru’s shoulder in order to distract herself from her thoughts. Satoru’s own hands were quiet as they rested against her, signaling that he too was lost inside his own head.

“...Yura,” he said, breaking the silence again, and Yura shifted her head to look up at him. “I don’t think we’ll be able to have Christmas this year.”

A wave of sadness hit her all of a sudden, her lips pressing together as she drew in a breath through her nose.

Seriously, why did Geto have to choose Christmas Eve of all days to pull this crazy plan of his off? Why did he have to ruin their Christmas like this?

Yura let out a breath, lifting her hand back to Satoru’s face. “It’s okay,” she said, her thumb caressing his chin again. “We can have Christmas next year.”

Yura didn’t actually want to think about the possibilities for next year.

After yet another stretch of silence, Satoru was the one who eventually heaved out a sigh, his chest moving her up and down with its movements. “Well, guess we’ll just have to worry about that later, then,” he said, in that carefree tone he used when he wanted to pretend everything was fine. And this time, Yura was glad to play along.

“Yeah,” she agreed, lifting herself off his chest and pushing her face closer to his. “Because guess what?” she asked, a small smile spreading across her lips, his breath caressing her face. “Today is your birthday.”

Satoru’s smile mirrored her own. “Really? I had no idea.”

“Hm-hm,” she responded, her nose bumping his. She paused for a moment. “So happy birthday, stupid.”

Yura’s heart fluttered when Satoru’s smile widened in genuine joy, and she stopped to stare at it for a moment before she finally lowered her lips to his.

The kiss was slow and tentative as she enjoyed the feeling of his lips on hers, unhurriedly moving against each other like two people who had all the time in the world. And maybe that wasn’t exactly true, especially given recent circumstances, but it was nice to pretend—that Yura had nothing else to worry about except the way Satoru felt against her.

They stayed like that for a while, just kissing, taking a few moments to breathe, then kissing again. Satoru’s hand made its way into her hair, brushing it back and keeping it away from her face, and Yura leaned in to the warmth of his palm in the brief moments that their lips disconnected from each other.

Could they just stay there like this for... the rest of their lives? No worrying about anything else, no more fighting, no more death—just the two of them together in this quiet bubble that was their bed.

Yura sighed against his mouth.

Their kissing eventually started picking up a bit, although it was still fairly slow and lazy. When Satoru began to lift his torso up from the bed, still holding her head to his, Yura let him maneuver them both around, guiding her to switch places with him as she lay back on the bed instead. And all the while, their mouths never disconnected from one another, not when Yura laid her head down on the pillow still warm from Satoru, not when Satoru shifted between the bedsheets so he could cover her body with his own, nor when she opened her legs so he could slot himself there, her hands now being the ones to hold his head to hers.

When her tongue licked at his lips asking for entrance, he welcomed it gladly, and when their hands started wandering over each other’s bodies, it was much at the same pace as their lips—slow and languid, a warm and comfortingly familiar rhythm that they had long since perfected together.

A lazy haze had fallen over them as they continued kissing, their hands softly wandering over each other’s bodies and mapping all the dips and contours of the other’s skin. It was a shared warmth, a synchronized dance, their bodies never fully disconnecting as they both slid their hands downwards to reach between each other’s legs.

They moved together as they both shifted in place to adjust their positions, before Yura grasped him and guided him to her entrance. Their mouths remained joined as she pushed the head of him inside, but when he started sliding himself in, their mouths finally broke apart.

Joined, at last.

Small gasps caressed each other’s faces at the feeling of him sliding inside slowly, pushing his way in until there was no more space for him to fill. They stayed there for a moment, breathing each other in, before his lips pressed gently against hers again and they started lazily kissing once more.

Her body was strangely relaxed as Satoru began to move his hips, slowly sliding himself in and out of her. Her arms wrapped around his torso, her fingers softly caressing the skin of his back, and when Satoru eventually pulled away from her lips to drop his forehead to the bed, Yura kept her eyes closed, enjoying this closeness between them.

Just in, out, in, out... There was no hurry to get anywhere, no end point in particular; it was just them, together. It felt strangely peaceful to just be lying there, Satoru’s body covering her own, her legs hugging his hips, her fingers playing around on his back, and the feeling of him fitting himself inside like that’s where he belonged all along. She let herself get lost in the feeling of him nuzzling the side of her head, of her walls welcoming him in with every lazy thrust of his hips—but he never fully left her heat, she briefly noticed, like he was caressing the deepest parts of her with every gentle movement. Yura could only tighten her arms around him to urge him on, her nose breathing him in as she pressed a kiss to the crook of his shoulder—and her lips ended up tugging up slightly when she felt him press a kiss to the side of her head in return.

Yura only half-registered the way his free hand made its way down her body again, but she let out a sigh when he found the nub between her legs and started rubbing soft circles there. So she let her nails gently scrape over his back, her lips fluttering against the skin of his neck as she tried to stay as connected to him as possible—although, granted, being more connected than ‘him reaching deep inside of her walls’ might’ve been a bit impossible.

Oh well. Didn’t hurt to try.

Satoru kept pushing himself inside her, his hand rubbing at her in sync, and her puffs of breath against his skin started gaining speed as she felt a buildup grow within her. But this buildup was a strange, slow one—one that let her feel every second of it as it grew and grew, spreading from her belly across every part of her body.

Her fingers then started pressing into Satoru’s back a little deeper, but still gentle enough to match the feeling of relaxation that was still present in her body. It might’ve been a little unusual for her to feel so relaxed given the situation, as she would normally be tensing up by now, pressing herself closer to chase after the promised high, but no; her body still felt like it could happily melt into the mattress as Satoru moved in and out of her, only keeping her legs in place so she could hold herself open for him.

And when the buildup inside of her grew and grew, taking over her entire body to finally push her over the edge, Yura could only gasp at the sudden, but also not that sudden, feeling—like a gentle surge instead of a crashing wave inside of her. Satoru lifted his head then, his lips pressing against hers and swallowing her gasp, although Yura’s brain was too busy with the increasingly drawn-out feeling of her climax to do much in return. It kept going, and going—Satoru still moving inside her, his hand still rubbing at her, and she felt like she was suddenly floating, weightless, for one endless moment... before she felt Satoru gasp against her mouth, slotting himself fully in and then finally filling her up with warmth.

And for a moment, everything seemed to stand still.

One blissful moment where nothing else mattered.

Their chests heaved against each other in silence as the feeling washed over them, the only sound in the room being their joined quickened breaths, almost in sync. If Yura had felt relaxed before, then she was completely boneless now—but she still had enough strength in her to keep her legs up bracketing his hips, her arms wrapped around his back and holding him to her.

This felt nice.

Beyond nice, actually.

Satoru let out a breath against her mouth, eventually letting his head drop back to the bed beside her. He started nuzzling the side of her head again, and Yura found the strength to have her fingers start caressing his back in slow and lazy strokes.

“...Satoru?” she half whispered, her breath blowing gently against his hair.

“Hm?” Satoru responded, shifting ever so slightly. The movement reminded her that he was still inside of her, like the perfect missing piece to her puzzle, and she bit back a sigh at the feeling as her legs tightened around him to urge him to stay right there.

“Happy birthday,” she finally said.

Satoru paused for a moment, and she felt his chest vibrate with a laugh. “You’ve already said that,” he told her.

She laughed back. “You were the one being so needy for birthday wishes.”

With another chuckle, Satoru finally lifted his head to look her in the eye. “Maybe I just wanted another blowjob like last night.”

Yura unsuccessfully tried to bite back her smile, shrugging. “The day’s just started.”

As Satoru’s face broke out in a grin, the joy in his eyes let Yura forget, if just for a moment, about the impending doom they were about to face in less than a month. She had no idea what would happen then, and dwelling on that thought terrified her—so instead, she tried to just focus on Satoru right now in front of her.

When Satoru started nuzzling her face with his, his nose poking at her cheek as he rubbed up against her almost like a cat, Yura had to huff out a laugh. Forgetting about their worries wasn’t a hard thing to do when they were together like this, like nothing bad could ever touch them as long as they stayed together in this very bed... so Yura wouldn’t mind if this was where they spent the rest of the day if Satoru so wished.

But when Satoru eventually shifted back, pulling out of her, she couldn’t help but feel regretfully empty at the broken physical connection. At least he flopped down beside her, his arm around her torso, his face going back to nuzzling the side of her head as he attached himself to her side.

They were okay, she thought to herself, letting her nose bump his. They were okay for now, even if they wouldn’t be okay later—but that would be a problem for the future. Because for now, nothing could touch this little slice of happiness they had carved for themselves right there and then.

End notes: I tried a different vibe with the smut this time, something nice and soft before The Action begins ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) And oh boy, there will be action! It's been a while since I wrote a proper battle scene (...putting aside when Satoru and Yura were sparring and got horny, I mean) so let's see how that goes.

I'm excited tho, we'll get to see Yura's full abilities for what has to be the first time ever ehehehe. There's a lot I've been keeping from you guys (ಠ‿ಠ)

Next chapter: The Night Parade of a Hundred Demons starts...

[jelka-jan]

"Person of the Day"

Today, December 18, is the birthday of a person whose name and surname brought a smile and warmth to the heart of any Soviet person, and perhaps even now, residents of the CIS countries - Yuri Vladimirovich Nikulin, clown (circus artist), circus director, film actor, TV presenter and director of the circus on Tsvetnoy Boulevard in Moscow.

Yuri Vladimirovich Nikulin was born on December 18, 1921, in the city of Demidov, Smolensk region, RSFSR. When little Yura was 5 years old, he went to the circus with his dad and was delighted by the clown's performance, which made the audience laugh loudly and cheerfully. Perhaps this childhood impression predetermined his path - he will be the one who makes people laugh.

When mentioning the artist, many will first of all remember Semyon Semyonovich Gorbunkov from “The Diamond Arm”, Balbes from “Trinity” (“Dog Borbos and the Unusual cross country race”, “Kidnapping, Caucasian Style”, “Operation Y”, and others), as well as the scenes of the clown Yurik.

But Yuri Vladimirovich did not just play dramatic roles, he lived the lives of his characters in the films "When the Trees Were Tall", "Come to Me, Mukhtar!", "They Fought for the Motherland", "Twenty Days Without War" and others. This primarily concerns films about the Great Patriotic War. As soon as Nikulin put on a military uniform, images of those terrible events would surface in his memory - Yuri Vladimirovich himself was a participant in fierce battles, lost friends and comrades in arms, and himself miraculously escaped death several times.

Yuri Vladimirovich Nikulin was an unusually kind and sensitive person, he gave joy and laughter to an immense number of people and continues to do so to this day.

"If each of us can make another person happy, even just one, everyone on earth will be happy."

Yuri Vladimirovich Nikulin

[triptychgrip]

Now complete: The Katsuki-Nikiforovs Take Vanity Fair's Lie Detector Test

My story covering Yuuri and Viktor's appearance on Vanity Fair's Lie Detector Game series -- with Yurio, Phichit, and Otabek tagging along -- is now complete! Read the second chapter (covering Yuuri's turn in the hot seat, from Viktor's POV) here. Be prepared for some major feels along with the laughs.

Below is an excerpt that I hope piques your interest in this story, or my other Yuri!!! on Ice work:

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“As we’ve shared with our fans more and more candidly over the years, I was rather shameless in the early part of our courtship.”

He let his lips quirk at Phichit and Otabek’s slightly muffled laughter, and Yuuri’s cautious smile.

“Your ‘Yuuri on Ice’ Free Program is a very taxing one, and right after the first training session during which I joined you for successive run-throughs of it – with the full jump layout in addition to max difficulty on the step and choreo sequences – I made a big show of collapsing right outside the entrance to Yu-topia. I then begged for you to help me up the stairs to my room. You were so attentive and sweet that, naturally, I couldn’t resist the temptation to milk this opportunity in the following weeks.”

With only a brief flicker of guilt (what else was he supposed to have done?! Desperate times, as they say…), Viktor kept his eyes glued to the page and continued reading.

“At strategic points over the next month or two, I may have played up my fatigue, or orchestrated a few sympathy-induced falls when feeling particularly touch-starved. However, there were a few hints that cropped up now and then to suggest that you knew about my deception. And yet, you appeared to have no problem indulging me, anyway, practically carrying me every time that I whined about my pitiful stamina, or my achy knees.”

He looked up. Yuuri’s cheeks were charmingly pink, and Viktor’s fingers itched to poke at them.

“So, that being said, anata: did you know about my little charade, back then?” he asked, already aware of the answer but eager to see his love’s reaction, nonetheless. “And if so, why did you let it continue?”

Yuuri began to scratch the back of his neck, his flush growing even rosier.

Viktor nearly cooed.

How was he so cute?!

Even after over two years of marriage and four-and-a-half as a couple, Yuuri still grew adorably embarrassed around some of the particulars of their early beginnings.

His spouse gave a tiny cough and kept his gaze affixed to the table they were seated at.

“Maybe not from the very beginning, but eventually? Yes, I knew,” he responded, and from the slight upturn of his lips, Viktor could tell that he was reminiscing. “And you know exactly why: your little scheme started before we officially began dating, so it gave me an excuse to be close to you and to take care of you, for a change.”

Yuuri glanced at him and his face changed, as if he’d suddenly realized what he’d said.

“Not that you had asked to be taken care of, in so many words…but I liked having the roles reversed, so to speak, at least for those brief exchanges,” he went on, without a trace of levity. “You were doing so much for me, and it felt nice to be able to make sure that you were ok, too.”

The subsequent awwww’ing was somewhat drowned out by the way Viktor proceeded to half-stand and envelop him in an eager hug.

He giggled at Yuuri’s yelp of surprise.

“My Yuranya is sooo sweet!” he cried, swaying them back and forth. “And I love that you take care of me. You’re very good at it.”

There was a brief pause, but then his embrace was being returned with equal fervor. “I try my best, Viten’ka. You deserve it,” his husband replied, sounding so earnest that it made Viktor’s heart skip a beat.

“Sit down, geezer! That half-standing position can’t be good for your arthritic back!” Yura called out, the caustic words only slightly intruding on his bubble of bliss.

“Careful, Yura!” he challenged, good-naturedly, after breaking out of Yuuri’s hold.

“Off-season or not, I can still put restrictions on your diet at dinner tonight if I want to.”

Viktor allowed himself a smirk when his student seemed properly dejected at the prospect of this threat.

“Ok, so no lies, so far, right Funmi?” he asked, to which she gave an enthusiastic thumbs up.