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nascentflash · 5 years ago

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never-ending survey: j’lihmu

RULES: Repost, do not reblog. Tag 10 blogs!

tagged by:@violet-warder (thank you so much!)

tagging: honestly? anyone that wants to do it! (i don’t know who actually got tagged already) you are more than welcomed to tag me :>

BASICS.

FULL NAME : J’lihmu Rhatni

NICKNAME : Crimson, Li

AGE : 25

BIRTHDAY : 19th Sun of the Third Astral Moon (5/19)

ETHNIC GROUP : Miqo’te (Seeker of the Sun)/ Elezen (Wildwood)

NATIONALITY : Ul’Dahn

LANGUAGE / S : Common, a hit of Hingan/Doman (broken)

SEXUAL ORIENTATION : Demisexual

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : Panromantic

RELATIONSHIP STATUS : Taken (Single in some AUs)

HOME TOWN / AREA : Abalathia’s Spine/Sky Frost

CURRENT HOME : The Lavender Beds — a small home she bought herself.

PROFESSION : Hunter, mercenary, the good ol’ Warrior of Light resume being handed out.

PHYSICAL.

HAIR : Naturally red with orange highlights.

EYES : A bright green.

FACE : Resting bitch face syndrome, always /annoyed, slightly round.

LIPS :Full, tinted with the same color as her eye paint.

COMPLEXION : Slightly tanned.

BLEMISHES :None.

SCARS : Littered across her body, reminder of the victories — or losses — she always came out alive.

TATTOOS : Tattoos litter her form, it is part of her tribe back home. Her arms are covered, legs, and back.

HEIGHT : 5′2″.

WEIGHT : 143lbs.

BUILD : Athletic.

FEATURES : Large, somewhat almond shaped eyes, small, slightly refined nose, both ears pierced and longer than the normal miqo’te.

ALLERGIES : None.

USUAL HAIR STYLE : When long — messy, unkempt until told otherwise. A large braid would encompass a portion of her hair, and the other wild and free. Sometimes in a large, messy bun when she’s working, or doing anything out of battle. Short — has now a tendency to keep it up to date with oils and minerals, making sure her hair is looking better than before. She would not have it in a braid, with the exception of one on her side or most of her hair swept away from her face.

USUAL FACE LOOK : Thick painted eye-makeup, whether blue (for her tribe) or red (for herself), lips tinted red. Besides that, she has no other make up on her whatsoever. It is rare to see her without her tribal paint unless she’s at home, relaxing.

USUAL CLOTHING : Leather, furs/coats, jewelry made from bones of bears long dead from her home. However, she adapts and changes depending where she is. Example; in Kugane, she is seen wearing more of their traditional outfits in some instances, but will always opt for the good ol’ tank top and shorts if she can get away with it. Yes, even under the kimono.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR / S : Failure (more so towards her WoL than anything else), falling to her Inner Beast, death— in a sense.

ASPIRATION / S : To achieve greatness and be worthy of remembrance outside the confines of her tribe. To eventually help lead a line of new, young warriors from her tribe.

POSITIVE TRAITS : Confident, resourceful, passionate, outspoken.

NEGATIVE TRAITS : Short-tempered, impatient, competitive, ruthless.

MBTI : ESTP-A/ESTP-T

ZODIAC : Azeyma (?T-Taurus?)

TEMPERAMENT : Choleric.

SOUL TYPE / S : Warrior.

ANIMALS : Bear.

VICE HABIT / S : Isolation, punching the wall a couple of times until her knuckles bleed in anger, running head on in battle and not tending to her wounds.

FAITH : Questionable, leaning on no beliefs.

GHOSTS ? : Yes.

AFTERLIFE ? : Believer.

REINCARNATION ? : Believer.

ALIENS ? : ????

POLITICAL ALIGNMENT : The only time she gave a shit is when things started going down in Ishgard, just to be spiteful to Ul’Dah later honestly. Would care for her tribes political shenanigans, but thats about it.

EDUCATION LEVEL : Home-schooled in a sense. Her father and the elders of the village taught her all she knows to a point.

FAMILY.

FATHER : Close.

MOTHERS : Estranged, trying her best tm.

SIBLINGS : ...Complicated (Half-siblings are a handful)

EXTENDED FAMILY : Many, but she does not know her mother’s side, only her father’s.

NAME MEANING / S : Her name has no meaning, but, if you asked her father—J’zahlu would say it reminded him of the sun.

HISTORICAL CONNECTION ? : No..?

FAVORITES.

BOOK : Intricate pages describing worlds she will never know.

DEITY : Azeyma.

HOLIDAY : Starlight Celebration.

MONTH : October.

SEASON : Autumn.

PLACE : Mountaintops with caves, deep within, a system of caves that lead you to the deepest part of home.

WEATHER : Sunny and cloudy days.

SOUND / S: The sound of metal clashing unto one another, the sound of rain hitting the earth.

SCENT / S : Damp caverns, burnt fur, perfumes.

TASTE / S : Sweets, orange, blood.

FEEL / S : Fur, cold floor, rough skin, broken wood.

ANIMAL / S : Bears, hunting hawks, paissa — who is now her son, don’t @ me

NUMBER : 18.

COLORS : Vermilion, black, gold, aquamarine, orange.

EXTRA.

TALENTS : Existing, hunting, beating people at bars, talking shit about powerful people because she knows she can’t be killed, headbutting is her specialty.

BAD AT : Loss, dancing, drinking — she will fall asleep or drunk fight, who knows.

TURN ONS : Men — large hands, broad build, scars, messy hair, independent. Women — someone who can kick ass, makes her laugh, independent.

TURN OFFS : Attention-seekers, arrogance, stupidity, carelessness — basically what she does what else is new.

HOBBIES :Hunting, people watching, trying to be a good blacksmith, mining — it’s therapeutic.

TROPES : Green-Eyed Redhead, Fiery Redhead, An Axe to Grind [idk a lot im baby]

QUOTES : “If one more noble attempts to be snotty with me, he’s about to get his ass ripped open by my axe.”

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1 : If you could write your character your way in their own movie, what would it be called, what style would it be filmed in, and what would it be about?

—The Lost Crucible, it would be filmed like a documentary, so to speak, switching from third POV [narrator] to first POV [dumb catgirl] that would be finding out about her tribe, and the trial young warriors go through.

Q2 : What would their soundtrack/score sound like?

— Songs that remind you of a time when you’re one in nature; drums that give you that itch to move and dance to the beat, to appease the old and new gods, whatever you believe in. It would be of her home — where the village barely touches the heavens itself.

Q3 : Why did you start writing this character?

— I did it in a way to sort of make a new oc from an old oc, so to speak. The OG version, as you could call it, is vastly different and I kept making lots of jokes with her when I name changed and eventually she just started to slowly build up.

Q4 : What first attracted you to this character?

— It’s a mixture of self insert, so finding a way to incorporate stuff into my own character is what sort of ... made her my lovable daughter. She’s not all self-insert, her attitude, her anger, her sorrow, her accomplishments and failures and imagines on how she would deal with X and Y is just absolutely fascinating for me and having a fierce miqo’te hailing from the snowy mountain tops of Abalathia’s Spine who’s tiny with a big axe is my aesthetic okay.

Q5 : Describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse.

— Her desire to keep things quiet until the last second—mostly when it’s about her. Anything related to her life, her health, her problems, she’d rather deal with them alone. Even if there’s been major character improvement, there are some things she does not feel comfortable sharing, or letting people in. Her desire for more power so she can finally be at peace.

Q6 : What do you have in common with your muse?

— We are both stubborn bitches. However, she deals with things far better than I ever could, as I am baby. Similar in arrogance, and in anger — to a point.

Q7 : How does your muse feel about you?

— She’d fucking kick my ass. I think she would appreciate me, and not be as bully as with others — not because I am her mun, but more so as I think we’d clash a lot but get along quite well, too.

Q8 : What characters does your muse have interesting interactions with ?

— I, unfortunately haven’t had a lot of interactions with Li trying to be nice, or fight somebody but— people like her, who are broken yet continue on. Who carry a mantle too big to carry and they do it anyways. Fighters that only know how to fight, when she eventually wants peace, but that will never leave her soul. People so nice that it makes her want to protect them; to view the world the way they see it. Warriors, even if they are not from the same village, are all brethren to one another and the desire to meet and see how they live out their lives — just a handful of stuff in my head I’d like to see.

That and a bar fight, she really is the one who would start a bar fight drunk or angry okay. Also nobles. She sort of hates them cause of her mom but then eventually doesn’t and it’s awkward asf.

Q9 : What gives you inspiration to write your muse ?

—Vikings, Game of Thrones aesthetics of the Dothraki tribe, anything tribal honestly. The existential dread that is Nier: Automata, some Fire Emblem aesthetics, a lot of stuff honestly.

Q10 : How long did this take you to complete ?

— I STARTED YESTERDAY. I finished late today cause my last two braincells hate everything

#long post #thanks for the tag!#that took way longer than it should've but i am dumb #c; J'Lihmu Rhatni #answered prompt;

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thepuckishrogue · 3 years ago

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*blows the dust off of my account just to post this*

Not me arriving to the party, ahem, fashionably late lmao.

10/10—highly recommend if poly-Kiribaku is your thing (as always, mind OP’s tags and minors go away).

Lots of spoilers/rambles/me general fangirling over my friend’s writing under the cut, as per usual…

Okay so right off the bat I am already in my feelings.

Removing his shoes, setting them to the left of yours as he always did.—that shit right there? Perfection. That whole paragraph, really. idk there’s just something about that level of comfort and domesticity that always makes me so damn soft. Making a home with someone, creating habits and routines that are specific to you? UGH. Fucking end me now.

Starfishin’ Kats, starfishin’ Kats, STARFISHING KATS!! ((sorry, I had to get that outta my system lol. that’s so damn cute as well as on brand—you just know that man takes up all the space, like he’s trying to establish dominance even in his sleep lmao. if he’s not doing that then he’s completely curled around you like you’re a safety blanket, there is no in between))

Kiri barely managing to last a day before going full on heart-eyed simp is so damn funny to me. Honey wears his heart on his sleeve and sees no point in trying to mask his emotions overmuch and honestly I love him even more for it; one of us has to be the more emotionally intelligent and it sure as shit ain’t gonna be me or Katsuki lol. ((also what purpose do those sleeves—the actual, non-metaphorical ones—serve anyway?? does he vibe with early 2000s emo/scene styles or…? lmaooooo))

Fuckin’—OF COURSE Kats gets hot over us putting Hatsume in her place. Basic tsundere ass mf (affectionate)

Oh no—we’re such an excitable little bean, running off to the dorms at the crack of dawn to show of our designs!! Cute~ Yeah, I see why they want us lol. Also loving the fact that Kiri still calls Kats Bakubro despite the fact that they’ve been dating for like a year lmao; peak couple energy, we love to see it. But the Katsuki had to pull his ‘idk how to process my emotions so I default to being mean because that’s easy and safe’ bs and totally kills the beat. But omg, when Kiri took off that croc I got instant flashbacks to that one vid where the lady manages to beam her daughter from down the block with a fucking flip-flop; ong it was like that shit had honing abilities or sumn lmfao. Anyway, mf better be glad I like my (anime) men ~emotionally damaged~ lol.

But he makes up for it! He’s trying!! Sis, the growth!!! We really do love to see it, truly. ((but uhhh… I have a terrible astigmatism so I legit thought that Kats had decided to call us a gd Twink and I was gonna fucking lose it. idek where my eyes pulled that fucking ‘w’ from, but now there are tears pouring down my cheeks I’m laughing so fucking hard seND HELP)) Also I have no idea how I’m handling HtH training with that man; between my thirst and total lack of physical aptitude I’d be dying in the gd streets, ngl.

Oh shit, we’re in our feelings. Double shit, a proposal has been made. And third times the gd charm ig because our dorm just fucking collapsed with us in it. Yes, this is fine. ((it is NOT fine)) ((well ig it’s kinda fine, since we’re all together now—but still lol))

Kiri’s fucking eye crinkles—fucking BYE. A lifetime’s worth of eye crinkling smiles’ll definitely do that to ya (but Scar, did you have to do it to us? The correct answer is yes, yes you did lmao)

We called him Kit-Kat, yes!! I’ve always loved that nickname for him, mostly because I’m convinced that he would hate it so damn much—well until he realized that he could flip it on ya. Ya know, some “Then come ‘n’ take a bite, Princess” type shit that wouldn’t work if anyone but him tried it. And he’d be such a cocky lil shit about it too, all self-assured smirks and arched brows, with the only tell that he wants this just as much if not more than you being the way his eye are smoldering with want… Okay, lemme stop lmfao

Anyways!

-the next several paragraphs have been REDACTED due to the reviewer’s attempt to keep up the appearance of having at least some sense of decorum- ((but I see you, pandering to my oral fixation lmfaooooo))

So in conclusion I’m crying, I’m sweating, I’m punching the gd wall. Any questions? No, good, because I have no coherent answers. Head’s not empty tho, it’s so very full of thots lmao…

Excellent work as usual, dear ((tho now I’m hella sad that I’m not married to these men for real ;n;))

Head Over Heels

Pairing: Bakugo x Kirishima x F!Reader

Warnings: SMUT! Minors go away. Earthquake. Blood. Swearing.

Contains: Poly Relationship. Porn with Plot. Slight soft dom tendencies, nipple play, biting, DP, one hole, unprotected sex, voyeurism (kinda), fingers in mouth. Pet names/nicknames: baby girl, good girl, baby, princess, Tink (per Bakugo), slut.

Summary: You were assigned to work with Kirishima and Bakugo as a part of your support course training at UA. What you didn't plan on was developing crushes on the hero course couple and you certainly weren't prepared for them to have crushes on you but, it's funny how things progress and life happens.

SMUT happens post UA.

W/C: 5,395

A/N: This stemmed from a conversation that @thepuckishrogue and I had the other night. I hope you all enjoy these two beefcakes as much as we do <3 I really didn't edit this at all, by the way.

It was nearly three in the morning by the time Eijiro unlocked his front door. He'd showered at the agency after his patrol because there was no way he wanted to risk waking up you and Katsuki. And, to further ensure he didn't, Eijiro tiptoed as quietly as he could through the house.

Removing his shoes, setting them to the left of yours as he always did. He didn't bother turning on any lights, he knew his home perfectly by now and certainly didn't need any lights to tell him where to go. Leaving his bag slung over one of the dining room chairs since the table was covered in your gadgets and other work before making his way down the hall to the bedroom.

When he nudged open the door, his heart swelled at the sight before him as it did damn near every time he laid eyes on the two people he loved most in the world.

Katsuki was starfished out as he usually was with arms and legs splayed wide, leaving you clinging to his body like a little koala.

You'd all been together for roughly seven years though, he'd been with Kat for just a year longer. It didn't really matter though, he was head over heels for the both of you, just as much as he'd been at 17. The girl from the support course that he and Katsuki had been assigned to, charged with helping them with all their technical and support item needs.

He thought you were cute as a button, he couldn't help it, and Katsuki was quick to catch onto his crush, we have to work with her so don't make it weird, Shitty Hair. So, he did his best to keep things strictly professional, just like a real pro would do.

His best lasted a day, 25 hours to be exact.

"You're ripping these sleeves to shreds every other day, Kirishima!"

Just because you'd been recently assigned to each other, didn't mean you didn't know about him. It was just that you specifically were now tasked with fixing his sleeves and anything else they needed.

"I-I can't help it!" He told you standing in the doorway of UA's lab, "I use my arms, like, a lot! And the fabric rips no matter how careful I am! And if I have to go Unbreakable, yeah, there's nothing left of 'em at that point."

He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he watched your nose crinkle with thought. Damn if it wasn't the most adorable thing watching you work. The way you paced around examining, muttering words he didn't even understand, he even thought the pen kept constantly behind your ear was cute! He was a goner.

"Alright. I'm gonna figure this out! I just know it. I just gotta think... I'll have another pair of these ready for you tomorrow, two actually so you have a spare, so swing by before training but, I'm gonna make something that'll actually last you. Might take me a while though."

And it did. Not days, not weeks, even after a month you hadn't figured it out completely. Bogged down with other tasks and assignments. Eijiro didn't mind though. It gave him an excuse to visit you, to get more sleeves, and also to check up on your progress. Sitting with you to keep you company and helping when you let him.

"That can't all be for you?" Katsuki caught him walking out of the lunchroom for the third day in a row that particular week.

"Uh, it isn't. Y/N, she's been working really hard trying to update my suit, and, well, she usually works through lunch. Figured if she's working that hard for me, bringing her brain fuel is the least I can do. Wanna come too?"

Anyone else, anyone but Katsuki Bakugo, would have been jealous of how much time their boyfriend was spending with another person. But, Eijiro knew damn well Katsuki had a crush on you too. He saw it in Katsuki's eyes when they'd gone to pick up a prototype gauntlet you made for him.

Hatsume was hovering, pointing out other attachments and modifications you could have made to better your baby. You kept quiet, kept focused only on Katsuki, fitting the gauntlet to his arm, making a minor adjustment here or there, and letting her babble incessantly the entire time.

When she touched him though, touched the item you created, Katsuki looked ready to blow her mouth off but you beat him to it.

"Alright, I need you to back off! He's assigned to me, not you. Why don't you worry about the 500 projects you have for Iida and Midoriya before you go worrying about what I'm doing for these two. Okay?"

She walked off in a huff, muttering about how you needed to be more creative while you just kept working and Katsuki, well, he was grinning like a damn fool.

"Fine! Yeah, I like her! That what you wanna hear? I'm with you though! Not gonna leave you just because I got some crush!"

He'd badgered Katsuki the whole way back to their dorms that night, Eijiro kissed him because he was so damn cute when he was flustered. "Katsuki, you don't have to leave me to be with her you know."

At first, Katsuki balked at what he was insinuating, but, if the redhead was being honest, he hadn't been able to stop thinking about the both of you for weeks now. But, he let his boyfriend sit with the idea for a while, meanwhile, he just kept building a friendship with you.

Until one morning, a Sunday, his day off, his phone started to ring at five in the morning. There were very few people he'd answer for that early, you just happened to be one of them. "Y/N? You good?"

"Kiri! Kiri, I did it! I figured it out! I'm outside, I didn't think, I just sort of came right to your dorm but now I'm thinking that probably isn't really allowed this early but I've got your sleeves, you know, the ones that have been a massive pain in my ass for like three months, and I'm out here because I didn't think about what time it was. I just finished at the lab and came right over-"

He opened the front door and you stopped your word vomit. "Get inside! It's cold this morning."

You both quietly moved through the dorm, whispered giggles in the elevator all the way up to his room where he slipped the fabric onto his arms while you went over specs and technical jargon that were utterly lost on him.

"Okay, now, it's not invincible," You were telling him, "But, it's the most elastic material I could put together but was still able to withstand the texture of your skin in its most rigid state. Now, as that increases, I'll probably have to make more modifications, probably find a new material altogether with the way your progression has been over the last year alone but," You finally took a breath, "but, for now, I think this should work. I hope it'll work..."

You looked up at him with wide, eager eyes. "Could you try it, please?"

He'd been hanging on every word you'd said, so caught up in the sound of your excitement that he had to shake himself from the trance you put him under and shift the skin on his arms.

You moved around him, manipulating his arms this way and that, something he'd gotten very used to in the last couple of months. "Okay, so far so good. But, we both know this is practically child's play for you. I need to know if this can stand up to your Unbreakable."

"I won't go that far in my dorm. I can be a bit clunky when I get like that, and just, big."

Of course, you knew that though. You'd watched their training enough times to know his skillset.

"Yeah, I figured you'd say that." The small pout of your lower lip while you inspected your work had this heart aching. So, he pushed himself just a little further. The collar of his shirt ripped and the little gasp you let out in shock sent an ache right to another body part.

He ignored it though, as best he could at least, and instead looked at his arms. He could see the jagged ridges, the plates of his skin that would usually be poking through were well contained. "I'll be damned. You really did it!"

"Did you doubt me, Kirishima?"

"No, not for a second."

You'd been running a hand down his arm, looking for any kind of tears or split seams, thrilled that you couldn't feel any sharp edges when Kirishima's door opened. "Shitty Hair! The sun's not even fuckin' up what the hell- Oh. Oh, you're here."

"Bakubro look!" He held out his arms, "Y/N did it!" He hugged his boyfriend with his quirk active despite Katsuki trying to shove him off.

You hurried over to your bag. "I didn't forget about you, Bakugo."

"I don't need any modifications."

"Just because you don't need them doesn't mean I'm going to not keep trying to help you."

Eijiro couldn't even hide his shit-eating grin.

"These are strictly experimental and should only be tested outside for the time being." You gently passed him three glass vials. "You already store your sweat in its original form inside your gauntlets which is great for those big attacks but I got to thinking, what if you could have more of a surprise element, something that would help you with stealth."

"'M not really a stealth kinda fighter... quiet ain't me."

"This might be able to change that. See, I think I've found a way to transform your sweat into a gaseous form. A sort of vapor trapped inside these little vials. My rough analysis estimates they linger in about a twenty-foot area for about two minutes without losing potency. And the gas can live within the vial itself for close to a week without losing potency."

He held the seemingly empty glass tube up to eye level. "So, find a way to distribute the gas prior to a fight and-"

"Boom." You and Kiri said together.

"You really only need a tiny spark to set it off but if you ignite it with an AP Shot, I'm estimating an increased damage range of 30-40%."

Eijiro's eyes darted between the two of you, waiting for Katsuki to say something but, his boyfriend only turned on his heel. "Okay. Just keep it down in here. Some of us are still trying to sleep."

And that look that washed over you, that settled into your eyes when Katsuki shut the door behind him, Eijiro decided at that moment he hated it. "I- I thought he'd be happy. He's always looking for new ways to apply his quirk and improve his technique..."

"Hey, I'm sure Bakugo's gonna really like it. He's just grumpy when his beauty sleep is interrupted."

You nodded your head but sure as hell didn't look like you believed him. "Well, I'll let you go back to sleep, Kirishima," You gathered up your bag, throwing it over your shoulder, "If you need anything else, ya know where to find me."

He thanked you about a dozen more times while walking you back to your dorm before marching back to his own and practically knocking down Katsuki's door.

"The fuck is your problem!"

"My problem! What's my problem! She worked hard on those and the best you can do is, Okay, keep it down." He mocked and took off his croc, "Seriously, man, what's wrong with you!" Launching the shoe at him.

"I didn't ask her to do it!"

"So! People can still do nice things for someone without being asked and, it's a really good idea!"

"Yeah, I know it is."

"I'm surprised you hadn't thought of something like it already. You should really be thankful."

"Yeah, I know, I am."

"Y/N looked so tired, bet she stayed up all night again working on stuff probably because of us."

"I said I fuckin' know!"

Eijiro stopped talking then, watched his boyfriend pull his knees up to his chest and look out his window. "Crap, Kats, you actually really like her, don't you?"

"'M not good with these things, Ei. Never have been."

Eijiro sat at the foot of his bed, a hand coming to rest atop his with a soft smile on his face because he, of all people, had first-hand experience knowing how not good Katsuki could be with these things. "You're getting better every day though. You can admit to liking her. That's a pretty big improvement!"

"Yeah, but every time I wanna say something nice to her it gets stuck in my throat! So, I don't say anything and I look like a bigger jackass than I already am!"

He just leaned forward, kissing Katsuki's brow before promising him that they'd work on it together. And it was a promise Eijiro took very seriously.

It took a while, but, Katsuki eventually did start opening up to you. Letting you see little bits of himself outside of the lab. He even started joining you and Eijiro for lunch, beating him once or twice and already in conversation with you by the time Eijiro arrived.

The day he gave you a nickname, Eijiro was smiling from ear to ear. "Always messing with something... tinkering... damn tinkerer... Tink."

Eijiro noticed Katsuki's training times had lengthened and Midoriya, whom he usually stayed late to train with, was already back at the dorms. "Tink, she wanted to learn some basic hand-to-hand combat stuff. Mentioned it once during lunch, so I, ya know, offered to help."

He couldn't have been more proud of Katsuki's progress.

Before he knew it, you weren't just befriending Katsuki but the rest of their little group of friends too. Soon enough, the boys didn't just see you for hero needs or in the lab but simply because they wanted to. Inviting you to movie nights and shopping trips. Anything they could do to be around you and you were always in such a wonderful mood around them, all smiles and laughter. Welcoming hugs and playful touches.

Things were great, like, really great. And that was why Eijiro had been so damn confused the day he heard crying coming from Mina's dorm. "-they're with each other so why do I feel like this? It's so fucking stupid, Mina! 'M gonna ask someone to switch pairs with me, I can't do it anymore."

That look on your face when Katsuki broke your heart months ago in his dorm had nothing on that moment. Eijiro felt the world slip under him, felt everything slipping through his very fingers. He burst through Katsuki's door. "We've got a problem!"

The pair raced back to Mina's room but just found her alone in the room. "I just walked Y/N out but, guys, I think we should talk-"

"Later!" Eijiro shouted. Bakugo already pushing the door open to the stairwell hoping to catch you.

"Tink!" Eijiro heard him yelling after you, saw you turn and wipe your cheek trying to hide the evidence of what happened in Mina's room.

"H-hey guys, what's up?"

"W-wh..." Katsuki choked on the words again but before Eijiro had a chance to explain, Katsuki finally got them out, "We like you too."

You looked dumbfounded. Taking a step back from Katsuki, your head shaking with confusion.

"He's right," Eijiro added once he caught up, "We both like you, like, a lot."

"Both of you?" They nodded in sync, "Like me?" Nods, "But, you're with each other..."

Eijiro was the one to propose the idea of a poly relationship to you, and like Katsuki, you needed time to think, to process. They could practically see the gears turning in your head trying to sort it all out.

"Take all the time you need. And whatever you decide, we'd still like to be friends, if that's alright."

You gave a weak little nod and that was the last they saw of you for two whole weeks.

Katsuki was grumbling something in the evening about how he was going to sabotage one of this own gauntlets just so he had an excuse to see you when they felt the ground rumble. Everyone looked outside and saw the three dorms furthest way collapsing, the fourth starting to shake violently.

"Villians?" Someone asked.

"Feels like an earthquake!"

But panic overtook both guys because they knew the second building, that was your dorm. One look shared between the two was all it took, both of them racing towards the rubble remains.

Katsuki was faster, explosions propelling him forward. Eijiro had to stop along the way despite not wanting to. The fourth building was cracking, falling in large chunks and students were still running for cover. He shifted, holding up as much of the entryway as he could until the last of them were out.

By the time he caught up with Katsuki, you were already bundled up in his arms. Blood coated the right side of your face, trickling down onto Katsuki. He could see your shirt torn open, blood pooling from there as well. "I-Is she?" He was so scared to even ask.

"Her pulse is fine. Passed out a second before you got here. Just gotta get her to Recovery Girl. Gotta get her for a lot of people..." Katsuki gingerly passed you over to him. He didn't even have time to process how small you looked in his arms because he could feel the warmth of your blood from another wound on your back. "Take her somewhere safe and be mindful of aftershocks. There are more still inside."

He remembered telling Katsuki to be careful before taking you and a few others off to safety.

An infirmary had been set up in one of the gyms, temporary sleeping quarters in another since six dormitories in all had been destroyed in the earthquake.

Recovery Girl assured them both that you'd be fine, maybe some scars but fine. They still refused to leave your side until you woke up though. And, by the following morning, you had stirred. Eijiro hugged you before your eyes had opened fully, Katsuki had to shove him back, reminding him that you were probably sore as hell.

You muttered something about how fast Katsuki had been, how gentle Eijiro was when he held you, he hadn't even been aware you knew he did that... but you grabbed both their hands, "Thank you. Both of you."

They intended on leaving you to rest now that they knew you were okay. But your hands tightened in theirs, "Stay, please."

And so you did. Together, you all stayed for the last seven years. The good and bad, you went through it all together.

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Eijiro tugged off his shirt and tossed it along with his jeans into the hamper, letting his hair fall free of the tie he had it back in while memory after memory played through his mind.

You could feel the bed dip beside you under Eijiro's weight, never able to get that deep sleep until both your husbands were home safe and sound. You smiled sleepily when he placed a kiss on your temple, carefully leaning over you to give Kat one too.

Most nights, he'd settle in beside you, snores quickly filling your bedroom but some nights, like tonight, he was restless. Too much energy that he didn't burn off during the day. On one hand, that meant work was quiet, on the other, he'd be fidgeting for hours unless something was done.

And so you rolled off Katsuki and into Eijiro, "Eiji, baby,"

"Awe, lovebug, did I wake ya?"

You shook your head, "You know I don't really sleep 'til you're home."

He wrapped thick arms around you. "You've gotta quit doin' that."

Your nose crinkled. "You've known me for how long? You really think my sleep habits are gonna change now?" His rumbling laugh was quiet but you could see his eyes crinkle at the corners even in the darkness. It was such a small feature, the subtlest sign of aging and it filled you with warmth. "You should get some sleep, Ei."

"I don't think I'm gonna be able to yet. Not that tired."

"Want me to help with that?" Kissing the hollow of his throat, moving to the junction of his shoulder and neck, one hand snaking between your bodies so your thumb could brush his nipple. Teasing him in the best ways that had him squeezing you tighter. "Is that a yes, Eiji?"

He slipped a meaty thigh between your legs, bumping it up to rub against your core so you'd give him your little gasps he'd always been weak for. "When you give me such a compelling offer, how's a guy supposed to say no?"

Eijiro drew you closer, smiling before his lips met yours as they so often did. It was a familiar dance that you loved. The way his sharp teeth would so gently tug on your lower lip when he rolled on his back, placing you atop him. His hands grinding you down by the fat of your hips letting you rut against him while you kissed down the center of his chest, playing with each nipple and hearing him hiss before returning to his neck.

"Think I should wake up Kit-Kat?"

"Let 'em sleep, baby girl, he's only got an hour before he wakes up anyway."

The two of you scooted to the far side of the large bed, hoping your activities wouldn't wake up your blonde husband. It was one thing to wake him up for sex but another thing entirely if he was woken up by sex.

Eijiro marveled when you pulled off your shirt, well, Katsuki's shirt technically. Letting it slide soundlessly onto the floor while he brought your tits to his mouth. Swirling his tongue around sensitive nipples before playfully nipping them, sucking harder when your hand dipped below his waistband and wrapped around his hard cock.

Biting down on the fatter part to suppress a sinful moan with how you stroked him, swiping the pre that had accumulated all around his head before gliding all the way down to his base and back up again.

He let you tease and play, bouncing you still on his thigh until he couldn't take anymore. Eijiro flipped you onto your stomach, his hands running over your skin, the curves and divots he knew by heart, and hooked his fingers into the flimsy band of your panties. With a single hardened finger, the fabric tore without a single sound. "You didn't really like these, did you?" His breath was hot on the back of your neck, kissing just behind your ear when you whined. "Yeah, I didn't think so."

His cock rested playfully between your ass cheeks, moving ever so slightly, his hips lazily rocking while he explored with his mouth, making you moan when his thumbs ran over the sides of your tits, and sending goosebumps all over when he kissed your back, halfway down and just slightly off-center, where you had the faintest scar from the earthquake Katsuki pulled you from.

Finally, his fingers made it back to your hips and he hiked your ass right up in the air, those fingers gathering the slick he'd caused and spreading your folds so they could dip inside. "Did Kit-Kat play with you before bed?"

You shook your head. "He had a headache so I got him off so he could go to sleep."

Eijiro pulled you up to him, your back to his front. "We have the best little wife," His fingers sinking in deeper, "You know that, don't you?" Fingers curling against that sweet spot. Eijiro has to use his other hand to cover your mouth. "Oh, I know it feels good but you've gotta stay quiet. Nod if you understand. Yeah, that's my good girl."

He brought the hand slowly down your body, trailing over your nipple, squeezing it just slightly before abandoning them to pay close attention to your clit.

You had to bite down on your lip to stop your cries, screwing your eyes shut while Eijiro set his pace. Just as he felt you tip over the edge, your walls spasming around his digits, he removed them leaving you empty for only a second before popping the head of his cock in your dripping hole.

"Fuck! Eiji-!" You tasted yourself on the fingers he was quick to shove in your mouth.

"Baby girl, I told you, you've gotta be quiet so you don't wake Kat. You've gotta listen."

He sank you down further on his cock, your walls still fluttering around him, still toying with your clit. Eijiro was halfway in when his teeth pieced your shoulder and a moan ripped from the both of you. While he was busy fucking you through your first orgasm, you had your tongue coiling around his fingers. Licking and sucking your juices right off him, starting to bounce your hips, eager to hit that high again.

"Shit, you feel so damn good, so fuckin' good. Take my cock perfectly every damn time." He jammed his fingers further in your mouth, "Take 'em, babe, I know you can." Biting your neck this time so you squirmed on his dick. "Fuckin' perfect's what you are. Ngh, yeah."

The sounds of wet, sloppy skin filled the air around you, and yet the both of you were too engrossed in the other to notice the glaring set of garnet eyes watching the show.

Katsuki thought it might have been a dream at first, one that had him groggily waking up with a painfully stiff cock. He watched with eyes slightly unfocused, Eijiro lifting you up, your tits on full display for him. His husband's fingers buried deep inside your cunt, all nice and warm. Mmm. He wanted to be all nice and warm.

He palmed his own cock when Eijiro told you to be quiet, so thoughtful and you were trying so hard to for his sake. Gods, he loved the both of you so damn much. He wrapped his fingers around himself when your body twitched, and when Eiji teased you with his fat cock, he smirked. But, it was when the redhead shoved those long, thick fingers right in your mouth that Katsuki started pumping.

He took you both by surprise, how quickly he moved to pull you forward towards him. "Get those fingers out of your mouth right now. I got something else you need to suck on." Katsuki tapped your cheek and Eijiro slipped his fingers free.

"Sorry, babe."

"No, you're fuckin' not."

Eijiro laughed, fully this time, no longer needing to hold back. He slammed into you from behind just as Katsuki entered your mouth making him collide with the back of your throat in one go.

"I guess work was uneventful?"

"Ngh, yeah, boring night."

They talked nonchalantly above you. Katsuki's hands teasing your tits so you'd moan around his dick for him. And after a minute or two, Eijiro stopped holding up his end of the conversation. "She got you feelin' good, huh?" The larger man whimpered, "It's so easy to please you, lay the fuck back."

"But-"

"Take her with you, dumbass."

He pulled himself from your mouth with a pop. Strings to spit fell down your chin and the shift in positions had you moaning, now laying on Eijiro's chest while Katsuki loomed above you both, "You blew me right to sleep, Princess. I didn't get to fuck you earlier. Be our good little slut and take us both in one go, yeah?"

It wasn't something you often did. You saved it for when you didn't have to work the next day because of how sore you always were but Kat knew your schedule, knew it was your day off, and so you muttered, "Y-yeah, y-es, sir."

Katsuki went slow, he had to with how full Eijiro already had you. "Damn, Kat. Don't fuckin' break her."

"I got 'er."

You could feel them both sliding into you, Eijiro had an arm around your middle, his other hand was smoothing back your hair while he whispered about how well you took them both. Katsuki's tongue toying with your nipple to aid in distracting you, scarred fingers on your clit, so very different from Eijiro's rough calloused ones and yet, making your moan all the same.

All three of you were panting, coming to a rest with both men stuffed inside you, both pausing to check on you, waiting for the okay to continue on.

Small thrusts at first, barely snapping hips, working opposite each other so you were never left without. You'd tried lifting your head, wanting to see them both but Katsuki hit your sweet spot with a snicker making your head fall back on Eijiro's chest again.

Eijiro barely had to do anything at all, Katsuki's rocking had the two of you moving with him. Though, he did have to throw a hand back, onto the floor, to keep the three of you stable and not let Katsuki fuck you all right off the bed.

The blonde rested his head right between your breasts. "Damn it, Eiji, you're so fuckin' big. Can feel every inch in here. You take it so fuckin well, Princess."

You watched Eijiro run a loving hand through ashy blonde locks. "Yeah, we love you too." Their cocks twitched at the statement.

He gave a hard thrust and you both grunted. "Shut up, Shitty Hair. Or I'll make you cum right fuckin' now."

This time you felt the laugh bubble from Eijiro, "Yeah, think I'm gonna be doing that regardless." He lifted his hips, lifting both you and Katsuki on a slight incline so he could fuck properly. "Maybe I'll take you with me."

A large hand held you in place while he thrust, his voice, low in your ear. "Come on, baby, let's make 'em cum."

"Guys, oh shit, ah fuck!"

Both of them felt you squeeze their dicks, pushing them closer together. Eijiro's hand went right to your clit, his hips picking up the pace while Katsuki latched onto the opposite tit this time moving his own hips, matching Eijiro perfectly. Hitting you so deeply, Eijiro's cock reaching just a bit further.

"'M not gonna last," Eijiro grunted and his teeth on your shoulder sent you over the edge. Katsuki groaned feeling the two of you let go and joining in. Before Katsuki collapsed on your stomach, he pulled Eijiro back fully on the bed so he could properly relax.

You were effectively sandwiched between the two, Eijiro waited for Katsuki to settle and then wound his arms around you both. "You've gotta get ready for patrol soon." His hands trailed down his spine.

"Don't remind me. Didja eat?"

"Had dinner around nine."

Katsuki kissed your cheek. "Did you work up an appetite, Princess Tink?"

The nickname had you smiling. "If you're making breakfast food, you know I'll eat."

"Gotta lemme outta your vice grip so I can make it to the kitchen."

You wrapped your arms behind Eijiro's back and let them both pull free with a grunt, "On second thought, showers to clean up this fuckin' mess, then food."

"Can I have pancakes with whipped cream?" Eijiro asked Katsuki who was already walking towards the bathroom.

"You want whipped cream, ask Tink real nicely. She's fulla cream."

He'd scooped you up in his lap, wiggling his eyebrows, knowing damn well your legs were shot. "Eiji, baby, no."

He pouted that adorable lower lip that could get him just about anything he wanted. "Maybe for dessert."

After a warm shower, Eijiro set you down on the sofa, pulling a dark blanket around you with a kiss atop your head.

"Thanks for putting on a show for me," Katsuki commented just to Eijiro when he walked into the kitchen. "Choking on your fingers was a nice fuckin' touch."

Eijiro kissed his cheek, "Thought I'd give you something fun to wake up to, Blasty. Glad you enjoyed it."

#*cries in thirsty bitch*#you really came for all of my kinks with this one huh??#fic rec #fave #everybody's favorite rock shark #sparky boom boom boi

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happyfunnycoolgirl96 · 6 years ago

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tagged by nobody i just stole this from @cartoonexpress

(A)ge: Oh You Know... (i get paranoid about this kind of shit but i have my reasons, i am a very easy person to google. pm me and i’ll tell you fershure though)

(B)irthplace: fiji, yep yep the place where the overpriced water comes from

(C)urrent Time: i started filling this out at 9:15 and finished it at 10:56 because i got distracted

(D)rink You Had Last: there are so many cool questions you could ask that start with d but i’m getting asked about my drink... it was fiji water tap water

(E)asiet Person To Talk To: i don’t know man... i’d start with saying that the hardest people to talk to for me are hot girls, and anyone who carries a conversation easily are the easiest to talk to, ofc

(F)avorite Song: at the moment, exclusively freak on a leash by korn. i go through phases where i listen to one song over and over again so it’s never constant for me but i do have a ‘songs that slap’ playlist which has tornado by msi and dumb by nirvana at the top. sanitarium by metallica and kings dead by jay rock (all jokes aside) are both good. there’s always kayne west likes fingers in his ass HOWEVER

(G)rossest Memory: this one time where a guy in my sisters grade liquid shit his pants during a play and they had to get a squad to rush to the gristedes next door to buy an adult diaper, another time from the summer camp i went to this year where a girl i knew fell off a table and popped her whole ass knee out the socket BLUARRGHH

(H)ogwarts House: gryffindor and ravenclaw... i teeter totter on each house every time i take the test

(I)n Love?: fuckin... reese from malcolm in the middle i guess. you know me though

(J)ealous Of People?: there was this one guy i was really close to in 8th grade and he was friends with anyone he looked at and he was nice but not in an annoying doormat way and he circle game’d me like 90 times that year plus his grades were fucking destroying it, i’m sure i’m not the only one who was jealous of him though there’s no way

(K)illed Someone?: fuck outta here with that straight edge shit

(L)ove At First Sight or Walk By Again?: walk by again i supposed

(M)iddle Name: keona

(O)ne Wish: either be happy or be smart

(P)erson You Last Called: this girl i met from camp to ligma her

(Q)uestions You’re Asked The Most: have you done any studying today?

(R)easons To Smile: either cuz i said something funny and it made someone else laugh, or someone else said something funny and it made me laugh

(S)ong You Last Sang: dumb by nirvana, learned it on guitar

(T)ime You Woke Up: 9 am, everyday grind :swole arm emoji:

(U)nderwear Color: wow there are a lot of questions you could stick here that would be mediocre but this one actively sucks cock. funky multicolored boxers though :(

(V)acation Destination: fiji dear fiji, home sweat home

(W)orst Habit: playing guitar for like 6 hours straight and blistering the fuck out of my fingers, staring at a piece of homework for like 6 hours straight and doing absolutely nothing, drawing for like 6 hours str hm actually i think i have a problem

(X)-rays?: i had scoliosis when i was 12 but it wasn’t serious nor was it going to get worse

(Y)our Favorite Food: mac and cheese, anything pumped out by reeses slaps, galbi or most korean barbecue really, fries, etc... nothing beats eating food you’ve been craving like a madman though

(Z)odiac Sign: capricorn

aaaaaand i tag everybody, if you want to do this just say that i tagged you

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pinksausageduo · 7 years ago

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kim jaehwan|enemies to lovers

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member: kim jaehwan genre: fluffy summary: school au! enemies to lovers au! jaehwan and you were rivals from the moment both of you stepped into high school but you never expected him to audition for the female lead role in the play AND GET IT??!! but one late night some paint, confessions and kisses. a lot can change. requested: not really? enemies to lovers series: bae jinyoung | ong seongwoo | park jihoon | kim jaehwan | lai guanlin | ha sungwoon | hwang minhyun | yoon jisung

you look at the cast list in absolute shock and disgust

the realisation of what's happened slowly dawned on you

and before you know it you scream

"KIM JAEHWAN IM GOING TO KILL YOU!!!!"

jaehwan looks at you like a deer in headlights

he takes one look at the list and smirks and gives a little scoff

from that small action you snapped

he realised that the moment you started to sprint towards him

"oh fucking shit" was the last three words he said before you chased him all around the school

you guys got all the way to the cafeteria with him sweating buckets and you screaming insults at him

right before you got to him you felt someone's arms wrap around your waist

you whip your head around to see minhyun

and he said to you in his most soothing voice he said to you

"y/n calm down doing anything to jaehwan won't help"

you were glaring daggers at minhyun for being right but you did relax slightly

and before you could reply back jaehwan bluntly said to you while panting

"wow y/n you really are fucking crazy it's only a stupid school play what the fuck is wrong with you?"

you could feel the prickle in your eyes and all you wanted to do was slap jaehwan

but you couldn't instead you just whispered "fuck you" and you cringed as you could hear the hurt in your voice

and before anyone could utter a sound you walked out of there with everyone looking at you

you could hear jisung berating jaehwan in the distance

but you didn't care one single bit and the moment you got to the bathroom you sobbed your heart out

you knew jaehwan was right it was a stupid school play but to you it was the chance for a scholarship and an actual decent future in music/drama

and of course that chance was snatched up by mr golden music student

jaehwan and you had been rivals from the moment you guys entered in high school

choirs, plays, musicals, bands anything related to music or drama

you guys would compete for the solo, top spot, first selection and the list went on

it was always pretty tense between you two

this was the last year of high school for both of you

and your one and only chance to get a scholarship to major music at university

you thought that you'd have the female lead role no problem

but you didn't expect jaehwan to audition

he stupidly auditioned for the female role for a bet with sungwoon, daniel and seongwoo

and the fact that he got the role even though he was a guy

and that you became his understudy killed you

you knew he didn't care about the play he'd barely practice his lines but get away with everything because of his angelic voice

especially since it was a musical

and he'd have no trouble getting into a university since he didn't have any financial problems like you

you knew without a scholarship there's no way in hell you could major music in any university

so the rivalry between you and jaehwan that day completely cemented into plain hatred

the next few weeks between were hell for anyone around you two

both of you were stubborn loud and extremely annoying

usually he'd start it with something like

"oh poor y/n studying MY lines" he'd mock as he saw you reading the leads line

you coldy laughed and replied "i've already learnt them i'm just waiting to tell you when you fuck up"

he then childly stuck his tongue out and you'd just cocked an eyebrow

“you were supposed to hit a G not a G#” you'd smirk and he'd retort

“fuck off you can't even reach a 3rd octave C” making you blush slightly then your scoff and walk away

the teasing was constant and sometimes you couldn't help it you had to smile at his witty remarks

"how's the dress??"

"very aerated i think the costume adjuster had a bit of a shock when i wasn't wear underwear in a white sheer dress" he said with a cheeky smile

it took every little bit of you not to laugh your ass off but you were grinning widely

jaehwan unbeknownst to him was smiling brightly at the extremely pretty smile you were currently wearing

and your heart fluttered seeing him looking right at you

both of you were cursing yourselves in your head

you realised that even though jaehwan said it was a stupid school play

he was working his ass off

reaching every note and reciting every line basically flawlessly

you were genuinely surprised about how much effort he was putting in

but worried since there was no chance you would catch the attention of the scouts with him performing

jaehwan knew you thought of him as a lazy ass and sometimes he was

but this time he wanted to do well

a little voice in his head was saying that it was to impress you but he completely disregarded that fact

over the few weeks jaehwan started to realise how different you were from before

before you'd radiate with confidence and expressed yourself

now you kept to yourself

he felt kinda shitty because he knew it was not getting the role

but he genuinely had no idea why you were so upset about not getting it

so one late night when both of you were the last ones at the auditorium he planned to ask you

you were painting one of the backdrops

you jumped in fright when jaehwan said hey

you couldn't help but appreciate how good he looked in a white button up and fitted jeans

"done checking me out yet?" jaehwan said with a little triumphant smirk

"i wasn't!!" you retorted with a deep red blush on your cheeks

you continued "what do you want"

jaehwan asked "i wanted to know why not getting the lead role bothered you so much?"

you were confused at why he was asking this and you automatically became defensive

"why? so you can tease me with the reason now?"

jaehwan shook his head "no i'm genuinely curious and concerned" he said the last bit so quietly thinking you won't hear

but you did and you blushed and your heart skipped a beat

then you realised

kim jaehwan cared about you

and you didn't hate it at all, surprisingly you felt all warm and fuzzy

and before you know it you told him why

"basically this is the my last chance to get a scholarship and without it i can't get into any universities to major in music but there's absolutely no chance i can get it now"

a shot of guilt went through jaehwan he felt really bad now but he was also slightly confused

"but aren't you parents well off enough to send you without scholarship or financial aid" he asked

"yeah they are but they don't support my music career at all and they want me to do law or medicine or something like that" you said with a stone cold voice

he swore, his parents were super supportive he couldn't imagine what it was like for you

he needed to do something and he already had an idea but he needed to wait for tomorrow to do it

surprising himself he didn't want to leave you

"do you need some help?" jaehwan asked

you knew how late it was and wanted to refuse but it would take hours to finish this by yourself so you gratefully accepted

"thank you really" you smiled softly at him

and he smiled back

he couldn't help but admire how beautiful you looked smiling

for a few minutes you two were in comfortable silence but you suddenly felt some cold white paint on your cheek

you look at him in fake shock with him grinning cheekily

"YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR THAT JAEHWAN!!!"

the next thirty minutes became basically a paint fight it was so much fun for both of you and jaehwan kept on making you laugh

"NOT THE HAIR DONT YOU DARE TOUCH THE HAIR!!!" jaehwan screamed as you evilly smirked at him with a paintbrush in your hand

you couldn't help but throw your head back laughing at his high pitched scream

at that moment jaehwan swiped his paintbrush with blue paint across your shirt

he then started sprinting and you went straight after him

he suddenly stopped and you ran straight into him toppling the both of you onto the ground

with you on top of him

"i'm so sorry" you said embarrassed before you were completely silenced

as jaehwan tried to wipe some paint of your lips saying "you have a little something there"

with your noses nearly touching

you felt like your heart would actually burst out of your chest

he couldn’t help but glance at your lips

and before you knew it both of you were leaning in

and your lips met a warm pair of soft lips

your kiss with jaehwan was long slow and really sweet

during the whole thing you were just melting into a puddle

you two eventually part and end up lying on the floor

you quietly asked "did that really actually happen?"

"i think it did" he whispered still in shock

but before you both knew it you both burst into laughing rolling around clutching your stomachs

"this is so bloody ironic how would i have ever known that i'd kiss my absolute rival"you chuckled

"hey! admit it was good though" jaehwan said smirking

"never" you say cooly with a cheeky smile

"oh you're gonna pay for that" jaehwan said with a huge smile on his face

he stood up and so did you the moment you did

he quickly you again kissed you sweetly

then continued to peck you everywhere

making you giggle and tell him to stop

by the end of it both of you were sporting the widest grins

you guys finished the backdrop with quick kisses and flirty teasing

you guys went home in clothes with paint marks everywhere

jaehwan came into the guys shared appartement at 3 in the morning

"KIM JAEHWAN YOU BETTER GIVE ME A GOOD ASS REASON WHY YOURE SO LATE!!!" jisung yelled

jaehwan winced

and he spot basically all the older guys looking at him with smirks and curious faces

he huffed and puffed before he hesitantly said "i went on a date with y/n??"

all the guys roared with laughter at this and sungwoon replied "stop bullshitting us jaehwan what did you actually do"

jaehwan adamantly replied "I DID!! it wasn't an official date but we did kiss, multiple times"

the guys were SHOOK

and minhyun spoke up "wait it's true that y/n had to stay to paint the backdrop and jaehwan’s covered in paint???"

"but jaehwan and y/n they were screaming insults at each other just yesterday" seongwoo disbelievingly said

"wait so basically all your hatred for each other was you guys trying to mask your feelings and the sexual chemistry finally exploded??" daniel asked

"i guess so when you put it that way" jaehwan replied hesitantly

all the guys collectively went "shit"

it was just a few moments of silence

before daniel burst into a loud song and dance

"JAEHWAN WONT DIEEEE ALONEEEEE"

seongwoo automatically joined singing "LIKE WE ALL THOUGHT HE WOU-oooo-LD"

"but we don't know that yet~~~~" sungwoon finished with a trill

"YAH!!! IM NOT THAT BAD" jaehwan replied

"you totally are" jisung butted him smiling at the guys singing the song over and over again

but jaehwan turned his focus to minhyun "hyung you said you didn't want to do the play anymore right?" he said

"yeah wh??" minhyun replied

"well if i could take your spot as the male lead that means y/n can take the spot as female lead" jaehwan pleaded

"wow he really is whipped" seongwoo interrupted smirking making jaehwan flip him off

"what about the bet though?" minhyun asked he remembered the guys promising jaehwan $1000 if he went through with this

"i don't fucking care about that y/n needs the role to get a scholarship since her parents aren't even providing a single dollar for her" he retorted

minhyun smiled softly at his response

he wanted to make sure jaehwan properly liked you

you and him were really good friends and he couldn't help but be protective

"well if that's the case i'll quit tomorrow" minhyun said with a smile

you entered the rehearsal nervous after what happened yesterday night

you had no idea if jaehwan actually liked you

and you couldn't help but feel your heart ache as you thought of that

last night after hours of tossing and turning you knew you were 100% already falling for him

you were way before yesterday

it was since you guys started to compete with each other you always couldn't help but admire his skills and his easy going humour not to mention his adorable good looks

but last night you finally got to take the rivalry out of the equation

and maybe have something more

just at that moment you felt a pair of arms wrapping around your waist

"miss me??" jaehwan said sweetly in your ear

you quickly turned around and responded with a smile "i never knew you were this coupley with girls you don't like"

jaehwan looked at you incredously and said "i'm not, only with the girls i really like"

you said acting puzzled "then why are you with me"

he smiled softly saying "you idiot it's because i like you"

your heart couldn't help but flutter at his words you shyly smiled

but before you could say anything

the drama teacher came up to you two

"y/n since minhyun dropped out, jaehwan will be taking his place and you'll be taking jaehwan’s place as female lead, is that alright?"

your mouth dropped and you quickly blurted out "of course thank you so much!"

she smiled and said "i think you need to thank the guy who you have your arms around"

you turned to face jaehwan with shocked eyes and him grinning

"you did this for me?" you whispered

"of course what did i tell you i like you a lot y/n" he replied sweetly

he continued "plus minhyun didn't really want to continue so it was an easy decision"

before you could help yourself you gave him a long deep kiss

"thank you if you want anything just tell me okay?" you said gratefully

jaehwan suggestively said "one thing actually"

you couldn't help but roll your eyes "it's been a few seconds and you're already asking for favours" you say jokingly

"well it's only one thing sooooo you can shut up or i'll shut you up myself" he said with a suggestive wink making you laugh and hit him lightly and said to him "just spill"

"y/n will you be my girlfriend???" he said much more nervously then he would of liked too

you were shocked like you felt like your heart literally stopped

but you knew you already were in deep, you fell for him ages ago but just didn't realise till now

so without hesitant you smiled widely and said sweetly "yes of course i will"

jaehwan felt like he was on top of the world as he spun you around and you were giggling

everyone was wolf whistling and applauding as jaehwan kissed you again

both of you kept stopping to smile

making your heart feel ridiculously soft

the next few months was probably the best few months of your life

the rivalry with jaehwan turned into the best relationship you could imagine

you were basically radiating in happiness

add the preparation for the musical was running so smoothly

and everyone said except jaehwan of course that you were better as the female lead

he is main everything

it was the night of the play and the auditorium was packed

so many people attending were attending since your school was one of the best private schools in the country and the end of year plays so many famous alumni and scouts come

you were getting last minute jitters but jaehwan was calming you down

"what if i miss a note? or mess up one of my lines?" you said pacing backstage waiting for your cue

"y/n sweetheart calm down" jaehwan said calmly wrapping his arms around you

you instantly calmed down in his arms they were warm safe and your favourite place to be

stroking your hair jaehwan whispered softly "you'll be amazing you always are that's why i fell for you so many years ago when you were the first one to go up in music class and completely amazed everyone it's the same thing today you'll be amazing to the point they'll never let them forget your name"

it was the first time jaehwan ever said something so sincere and sweet to you

"i love you jaehwan" you said for the first time in your relationship

he looked at you shocked but broke out into the most heart warming grin

"i love you too y/n now show everyone how amazing my girl is" he said kissing your forehead and another quick peck of your lips

with a huge smile and a new found confidence

you killed it and so did jaehwan both of you were bloody brilliant

when it was both of your turns to bow everyone was giving you both a standing ovation

after looking taking off your costumes and makeup you left backstage to find your parents

both of your parents were so proud of you

but what your parents said to you made you feel on the top of the world "we wanted to tell you we'll allow, support and pay for you to major in music we saw you today and we can't deny the huge amount of talent you have"

you basically broke out in tears and hugged them so tightly but you were interrupted by a voice

"i'm so sorry to interrupt but i overheard your conversation and i'd like to offer both of you a spot at juilliard that performance was the best i've seen in a while” said a male in an impeccable suit

both of you were so shocked and you managed to squeak out "thank you so much"

he grinned wryly "you both deserve it" he said handing you two his business card saying to give him a call when you made your decision

with shaking hands both of you accepted

jaehwan looks at you in disbelief "we're going to juilliard, we're going to juilliard, WE'RE GOING TO JULLIARD!!!" he finishes screaming in his famous vocals

everyone around you winced at the his voice but you didn't care you were just so so happy

he whisked you up and spun you around you were laughing happily

as he set you down he looked at you with an adoring set of eyes

"we're going to juilliard jaehwan together we're going to blow everyone socks off" you say still smiling brightly and eyes twinkling

in typical jaehwan style he cheekily retorted "i think i can speed that process up"

you look at him confused but your confusion quickly disappeared

as everyone proceeded to clap and with a few shouts from the wanna one guys

"HELL YES!!" "DAMNNNNNN"

as jaehwan proceeded to kiss your socks off

WOOHOO YESS FINALLY 4TH INSTALLEMENT OF THE ENEMIES TO LOVERS SERIES i really hope y’all liked it because i worked my ass off for this fic like i spent hours on this anyways i think i’m going to do guanlin next WHICH IM SO EXCITED FOR so look forward to that!!!

love you all don't be afraid to message me or just send me an anon!!

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skkrut · 7 years ago

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Wanna One Ong Seongwoo College AU Part 2

a/n: so here’s part two! i felt like doing it now since like i have nothing else to do ;; please send your requests on the request box! o u o <3 also, happy new year everyone! also, there’ll be a part 3 don’t worry o u o <3

find part one & three here

Ong Seongwoo College! AU Part 2

after that library incident, ong did everything to catch your attention

mainly fueling your competitive side which wasn’t all that pretty to be honest

you were like, all over the place ever since ong stepped up his game to have your attention on him

which in all honesty, you loved.

though you hate admitting it to yourself

there were times at class where he would beat you to recite, which made daniel suspect something between you two

oblivious daniel, everyone

going back,

one of your “beloved” teachers assigned the whole class by partners for the upcoming presentation.

and guess who you got?

“why do i have to be partnered with you?”

seongwoo scoffed at your question once he seated next to you, cursing the teacher silently for making the partners sit together

and you were like bI tcH i’M tAlkInG ? ?!??

“consider yourself lucky you got to be partened with me midget”

“exCUSE ME- bitch i am the polar opposite of thankful of being luck. i would rather do this project alone rather than being being partnered up with you.”

you spat back with venom on your tone.

damn u is a savage, (y/n) smh

some of your classmates whipped their heads to your little feud with ong which caused your cheeks to warm up from the sudden attention

ong, despite his ears flaring up scoffed and crossed his arms

“well you don’t exactly have a choice, sweetheart. you’re stuck with me.”

he said with a smug smirk, raising a brow at you and tilts his head to the side slightly to tease you more

you rolled your eyes for the nth time and decided to not retort anymore and rested your head on the table in defeat.

as soon as the class ended, you stood up almost immediately and sprinted for the door

sweet success was almost there

but with two long strides of ong, he immediately caught up with you and grabbed you by your backpack, keeping you beside him.

“curse these small ass legs” you mentally cursed

“heading off to the library without me, sweetheart?” he cooed teasingly, a disapproving pout forming on his lips as he shook his head slowly

“uh, yes- i’d like to work on this project in peace ong, thank you very much” you said and tried to walk away

to no avail because he honestly wouldn’t let you go without him

he sighed inwardly and held your hand tightly as he dragged you along the hallways of the school towards the library

the stares of others made you melt in more ways than one

even his friends were surprised to see you being dragged by him

with the exception of your brother since he was wiggling his eyebrows at you and ong

ong looked at your brother with a smirk while you

well you flipped him off and rolled your eyes at him

once you guys reached the library, you immediately took your hand away from ong and waddled off to your little nook

with him following you with a small smile

he honestly found you so cute as you walked to your table

soft ong anyone?

he pulled out the chair for you and waited for you to sit down before he sat down next to you, pulling out laptop and his notes

you pulled out your own notes and looked at him

“let’s get to work then?”

so you two delved into work

well mostly you since ong pulled out his phone and played games the moment you typed on his laptop

despite playing on his phone, ong couldn’t help but watch you silently

he silently adored how your brows were furrowed as you typed furiously on his laptop, how you pushed your glasses up every 10 minutes

basically he adored every inch of you.

feeling his gaze on you, you looked at him and raised an eyebrow at him

“what? is there something on my face?”

you asked curiously and reached for a hand on your cheek

he shook his head almost immediately and reached for your hand on your cheek

“no, there’s nothing. it’s just.. you’re so beautiful i couldn’t help but stare at you.”

his solemn confession left your heart to flutter wildly and a blush creep into your cheeks

“h-hey!” you whispered shouted and returned your gaze on the screen of the laptop.

he chuckled and stood up, patting your head gently as a smirk rested on his lips

“be right back, sweetheart.”

you raised an eyebrow at him but returned back to typing, mumbling a soft goodbye as you shifted your attention to your work

he came back a few minutes later with a cup of coffee

he gently placed it on the table near you

you looked at him before looking at the cup of coffee, getting the sticky note that was attached to the cup

you smiled softly at what’s written at the note, “enjoy this coffee while you’re at it- i won’t talk since you wanted to work in peace right? -ongwoo”

cUE YOU MELTING RIGHT THERE AND THERE

you shot him a warm smile before sipping the drink and diving back to the project, with him leaning in occasionally to help you out with ideas

soon, you were done and packing your stuff, returning his laptop as you stood up

he shot up from his seat and collected his stuff as well, stuffing it down his bag as he took your hand, dragging you out of the library

“hey, where are you taking me” you asked as you followed him

you didn’t have the heart to fight him after the small kind gesture he did for you

“let me walk you home, i’d feel much more content to see the girl i love safe and sound as she walks home.” he said that so naturally as you guys walked out of the campus

b I TCch wHa t

hOLD THE FUCK UP

ong just confessed to you

and now you don’t know what to do bcs you’re vvvvv shook at what he said.

but let’s just say you two share the mutual feeling

;)

#ong seongwoo scenarios #ong seongwoo #wanna one #seongwoo scenarios #wanna one imagines #wanna one scenarios #seongwoo #seongwoo imagines #ong seongwoo imagines #ong seongwoo wanna one #wanna one seongwoo

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bambyeol · 7 years ago

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Unlocked (part 1)

pairing/s: park jihoon x oc genre : fluff, domestic characters: Park Jihoon, OC (Bae Riseul), Kang Daniel, Ong Seongwoo, Park Woojin, Lai Guanlin

I’m back with this second fic ! (≧▽≦)/ Pairing is the same, but I promise that I’ll expand the pairings as time goes . I’m still swamped with school works, and it’s EXAM SEASON (ಥ﹏ಥ) (and I really shouldn’t be writing honestly but lol) , but once it’s Christmas break, I’ll be fully devoting my break to writing wanna one imagines, so please bear with me for a while (｡•́︿•̀｡)

disclaimer: pictures used for the moodboard aren’t mine // I’m not the best fluff writer (I live and breath angst) , hopefully this fic meets your fluff standards __φ(．．) ....

Lastly, Unlocked will be a TWO PART fic so I hope you support this baby.

masterlist for other fanfics

prompt: your apartment is next to mine and I can hear you and your partner dancing and singing and the bed moving and you two laughing and talking in hushed tones and it won’t let me sleep so I bitch about it to you 24/7 and one day it stops. One day turns to one week and then months, and I haven’t seen you smile in forever.. please let me in, I’ve been knocking for ten minutes now. (credit goes to: au prompts list)

song inspiration: 갖고 싶어 (I Wanna Have) by Wanna One

UNLOCKED FINAL

Park Jihoon probably remembers her as the snarky, bitchy neighbor considering that all their communications included her trying to cut his throat with threats, but to Bae Riseul’s defense, Park Jihoon is not exactly the best neighbor.

He is pretty rude . Scratch that, more like hella rude.

Because who even sings karaoke at 1 a.m with the music blaring through the walls and though she appreciates his melodic low voice, it doesn’t make up for his failure in belting (which he unfailingly does every time he tries karaoke), and then Jihoon and his girlfriend’s laughter would reverberate in the apartment, drowning in the mishaps and blunder.

Because who even decides to dance their asses off at 10 p.m. and incorporate a lot of feet movements. The vibration generated by their stomping, rustling and sweeping flowed through her apartment.

She sighed when she heard the remarkable shrill of their voice reaching the depths of her apartment again. She is used to this. Riseul even developed her sense of observation through the sounds and movement. This time, the sound that entered her apartment went by Pew pew !

Riseul sees the wall protrude a little – the nerf bullet grazing it. Enough is enough. She headed to the apartment next door.

“Mr. Park,” she breathes viciously when the tall figure of Jihoon emerged. He is holding a nerf gun and strapped on his eyes were protective glasses. “I’ve already told you.. for a millionth time that there is a right time for everything and playing nerf gun at this godly hour is not where RIGHT belongs!”

“Jihoonie !” a sweet, high-pitched voice perks, and Jihoon and shifts a little to the right. Everything blurred because there was a sudden sensation of rubber against her forehead. “Oh my,” eyes bugging out and mouth wide with shock.

Riseul closes her eyes tightly to contain the annoyance from spilling further and reopens it only to watch Jihoon stifle his laughter.

“Is there something funny?” Riseul’s eyes narrows down to Jihoon who immediately straightens up like he was being scolded by his boss. “No, ma’am. I’m sorry about our noise,” but she could still see his lips quivering and one end tugging upward.

“Look, I get it. This is a pretty cheap apartment, and I don’t want and I never will file a complaint to the landlord because that’s just going to make this more complicated, so let’s all be adults and try to settle this by ourselves,” Riseul crosses her arms, and looks at him straight in the eye before she turns back and slams the door.

The noise from Jihoon’s apartment fades away, proceeding to the bathroom for a facial but is greeted by a large red dot on her forehead. “PARK JIHOON !” Riseul cries out, rage unmodulated, and she hears from across the other room, “We’re sorry !!”

She forgives them though when they sent some baked pastries, but maybe it was also a disclaimer that they would return to their usual activities because not less than a week since that incident, Riseul hears the moving of furniture, and the uncontrollable giggling and hushed tones (Jihoon sucked at it because she still heard him saying, “Let’s make some fort with the bed.”) .

So for the next hour, she tolerated the wood scratching, toe stubs, and bickering on how to build the fort.

She likes them – despite their antics and her frequent episodes of raging into their apartment. Bae Riseul has a soft spot for them because she was the witness of their relationship, so she was always quick to forgive. Maybe they knew about it, so they keep on looping back into their childishness. Not that it matters.

They are good people who looks out for her in their own way. One time, Jihoon’s girlfriend barraged the doorbell to check Riseul’s health when she was down with a bad case of flu. Afterwards, she prepared a bowl of porridge and even prepared the medicine because she didn’t have any energy to cook nor even move from her bed.

But one day, all the noises dissolved from Park Jihoon’s apartment, and Riseul was given a proper night of rest. There were some rattling from time to time but Riseul knew that it was just clanking of metal. Park Jihoon was just cooking. There weren’t any wasted movements, no high-pitched squeal and laughter. She shrugged it off at first, and enjoyed the freedom from the disturbance, but one day turned to one week. A week turned to month, or months, and Riseul didn’t know what excuse to come up with to brush away her worries.

So, without thinking of a plan, she heads out to Jihoon’s apartment, her knocking continuous (for about 10 minutes now).. Riseul stood there freezing, and knocking and mentally debating whether to head back to her apartment, but she has already invested 10 minutes of her time and she was too prideful to call this a failed attempt.

Park Jihoon opens the door, and she breathes with relief. He scrutinizes her from head to toe before turning back to her face, “Is there any problem?” he asks with a polite smile - a smile Riseul is not accustomed with. Gone was the smile that annoyed Riseul, but puzzlingly, she misses the goofy grin that withstood whatever dose of bitchiness she threw at him. “Oh, uhm,” realizing that she didn’t plan for this after all. Riseul bites her lip with reluctance, “Would you mind having dinner with me?”

She mentally slaps herself because it was the poorest excuse she could even muster, and who would even agree to suddenly act all chummy and have dinner with the neighbor who used to tear him down? But his stare means that he is considering it, and he looks back at his own kitchen where Riseul sees a glimpse of plates dumped in the washer, unattended for a few days now (he was tidy when she was still there..) and he contemplates for a few seconds as if he was seeing someone who wasn’t there and asking for her permission.

Park Jihoon turns back, eyes a little glazed with same fake polite smile.

“Sure, I’d love some company,”

The kimchi stew boiled, and Jihoon turns off the fire while Riseul chopped the onions, minced the garlic, sliced the vegetables and marinated the meat in a way that would put professional cooks to shame. She didn’t know what he liked, and he wasn’t disclosing anything about him when she asked what he wanted for dinner.

“Anything’s fine,” he tells her, so she went with the basics – kimchi stew , chicken and bibimbap.

It is the first time she entered his apartment, but the design of his room that is akin to hers made her feel less nervous. He excuses himself, and begins decluttering the kitchen from the unwashed dishes and pointed towards the refrigerator to just get whatever she needed. She ties her hair and goes to work.

He sets up the table in silence, and sits, staring at her back while she hummed and twirled the chopsticks to the beat (Riseul forgot that she wasn’t in her apartment) . “Do you need some help?” She shakes her head before bringing the bowl along with the chicken and bibimbap.

Riseul watched Jihoon with expectant eyes because she was aware of her cooking prowess. He leans, grabs a morsel of every dish. Nervousness seeps in when she realized that this is the first time she ever cooked for another person.

And why are they not even weirded out by the turn of events?

He takes a small bite, chews for a while before his eyes lightened up. “This is good,” he affirms, fishing out more food from the serving bowls. Riseul fist pumps under the table.

“You’re not going to eat?” His eyebrows creasing with concern. Riseul raises her hands defensively. “Oh. I will eat now. Don’t worry about me,” hastily and stiffly picking up food leading to losing grip on some food. Jihoon laughs softly, and covers his mouth upon realizing.

“I’m sorry,” he tried to hide his growing smile. “It’s just. I can’t take this heavy atmosphere any more like we’re going to battle over dinner,” he places his chopsticks back on the table and let out a laugh like the one he makes whenever he was with her.

She blushes deeply when Jihoon points out her stiffness, but enjoyed how he was reverting to his old self. “Mr. Park, no elbows on the table,” she reprimands as a joke which he understood when he immediately took it off and placed his hands in a salute. “Yes, ma’am.”

They talked over the dinner and she realized that Park Jihoon is more mature despite his seeming childishness. Soon, dinner is over, and she helped clean before leading herself out of his apartment.

“Ms. Bae?” Jihoon calls out, his movements wavering, and voice marked with reluctance. She turns, her hand still on the doorknob.

“Would you mind if you continued having dinner with me?”

Riseul blinks a couple of times. Jihoon looks at her expectantly, and maybe she can sense his loneliness that built up over the past months. She shakes her head with a kind smile. “I don’t mind. Then, I’ll see you again tomorrow, Mr. Park,”

What started as one day of having dinner turned to one week, then month and finally to months. They began having rotations on the cooking, and apartment even if there really wasn’t that much difference in their apartments.

“No. That’s not how you cook it,” pushing Jihoon away from the sizzling cauldron, and she looks to her side, “Oh my God! Don’t put that!” but she is too late, and fire lit up from the pan. Riseul rushes for the baking soda and pours it all over the burning pan.

“Jihoon-ssi” She breathes calmly but menacingly. Jihoon gulps nervously, adam’s apple bobbing, and a single thread of sweat trickles down from his forehead. “What did I say again yesterday?” Riseul smiles as she raises the burnt pan.

“That I should not copy your techniques, ma’am,” Jihoon stands straight, hands tucked behind. Riseul places the pan back to the stove, “It’s okay,” and Riseul breaks into laughter. “You really thought I’d get angry ?” smacking Jihoon’s tense shoulders.

“Oh please, you’re always angry,” Jihoon retorts and Riseul feigns fake anger. “Now, I’m angry.” Jihoon reverts to his worried phase, forehead slowly showing its crease. “Anddddd. I got you, again.”

Jihoon slumps to the floor, and looks at her with shimmering eyes and pouting lips. “Please stop confusing me.” She sticks out her tongue, trying to remain unaffected with his cutesy act. For the past few months, they discovered so much about each other, and now there is growing affection inside her.

She might possibly have a crush on Park Jihoon…. How else could she explain why she finds his unbearable personality as endearing?

Park Jihoon is a Gemini because one second he’s the most inspiring, wise and mature man she has ever known, and then the next, he would point his prized nerf gun to Riseul, blackmailing her to surrender her chips in the pantry. “Riseul-ssi . You remember how red your forehead was for 3 days when the nerf bullet hit you in the forehead, right?” Riseul would glance at him before admitting her defeat by giving him the key to the chips cabinet.

Park Jihoon is a huge softie. He works at the local veterinary as assistant veterinarian even though he is the most sensitive when it came to animals. One night, Jihoon knocked at her apartment pleading that they watch a documentary about hedgehogs. Midway through the documentary, he was bawling his eyes out.

“I’m sorry, they’re just. One hedgehog died awhile ago and I just remembered Marty.” Riseul looked at him with questioning eyes. “So… You disturbed my precious day-off to bear with this 2 hour documentary just so you could open up about Marty?”

She kicked him out of her apartment, but to make up for it, she sent him cute pictures of animals to cheer him up.

Why is she so tolerating towards him again ?

“You’re grinning on your phone,” Daniel raises his eyebrows when he caught Jihoon. “And I bet you’re not realizing it.” Jihoon rotates his chair and places the phone facedown. “What were you saying?” Seongwoo peeks from the doorway, eyes growing larger with fascination. “I told you so!” Seongwoo shouts to Daniel. Jihoon looks at them, tilting his head unable to understand what the two have betted on this time. Daniel leaves the room to tend to the store, eyes crinkling, too amused. Jihoon rolls his eyes, and scrolls through his phone again.

“Chicken and beer?” Riseul texted. “Your treat? (✧ω✧)” “What? No. (‡▼益▼)” “Who poured one whole pack of chili pepper again to the dinner and messed with my stomach as a prank? (」°ロ°)」” “Ok. Fine, wink boy. My treat later, but you’ll still be coming home crying and drunk,” “At least my wallet wouldn’t be empty and crying, [̲̅$̲̅(̲̅ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°̲̅)̲̅$̲̅] ”

The bell attached on the front door jiggled and Jihoon leaves the room next to the store to attend to the new customer. Upon arriving, he finds Seongwoo silent and Daniel tapping the shoulder of the black-haired man, leading him out of the store. Jihoon raises his eyebrow, and gets a better view of the guest.

“Jihoon-ah,” she smiles softly. “May I have some of your time?” Jihoon finds himself nodding.

Riseul enters the restaurant and reserves for the table near the cashier. Jihoon and Riseul are frequent customers of the restaurant just 5 minutes away from the train station that boasts of delicious braised ribs, chicken feet and blood sausage, but more than that, their liquor is cheap, and for Jihoon and Riseul who agreed to hold their Friday dinner as a liquor day, the restaurant was perfect.

“Gonna order now. Hurry up, I’m hungry (」°ロ°)」” “Coming soon, mad dragon 🐲 “ “Childish piglet ヽ( ˋ(00)´ )ノ” “How dare you ! Σ(□_□) (°ㅂ°╬)ヾ(`ヘ´)ﾉﾞ Fite me.”

She catches herself grinning, and mentally scolds herself for it. Park Jihoon’s childishness doesn’t equate to affection. It is natural for him to act that way to everyone (though she isn’t exactly sure of that because she hasn’t seen him interact with others apart from her…) …

It has been an hour since he texted her, and Riseul tapped the table impatiently. The table has already been laden with the food, and hungry is an understatement. She is famished. She is about to text Jihoon another text when she notices him breezing in the entrance.

She waves to him, and motions him to walk faster, and he smiles back and mouths off, “I’m sorry, I’m late.” Riseul’s stomach does a double flip. All her immunity to Park Jihoon has been chipped off.

“Hard day at work?” she rests her head on top of her knuckles standing on the table.

He pauses for a moment and scratches his neck “Got sidetracked a bit.” He pulls a chair in front of her and sits. “Let’s eat now?”

Riseul sips on the 6th bottle of soju, and notices Jihoon wobbling, eyes fluttering messily in what seems to be an attempt to keep his consciousness. She sets down the bottle deciding that it was time to go back before he even starts to become a sobbing mess (which is Riseul’s frequent predicament when she drinks with Jihoon)

“Let’s go home?” she bends her knees as she talked with Jihoon like that of an adult talking to a child. Jihoon stretches his arms wide, and shakes his head, eyes closed.

“Carry me?” he pleads, and Riseul wanted to spit the soju she just drank because of how ridiculous the situation is.

“I can’t do that. I’ll hold your arm instead,” she tries to speak with an understanding tone. Jihoon pouts but accepts her suggestion. They walk out of the restaurant and begin the long trek towards the apartment.

“Riiiiseeeulll – sssii,” Jihoon stops, and turns to her while tilting his head as if he was in deep thought. “Whyyyy are youu so uptight?” he peers, pointing accusingly as he slurred.

She shakes her head, used to the situation she found herself in. Park Jihoon is an annoying drunk because he always makes fun of her, of her voice, her attitude, her inability to become intoxicated. Everything in general. She knows, Jihoon means no harm with his words, so she tolerates it every time.

“You’re drunk, Jihoon-ssi.”

Jihoon breaks free from Riseul’s hold, and walks a few steps back laughing as he falls to the ground. “Seeeee. Youu are uptighttt. Iff you weerren’t, thenn youu’d be calling meee Jihoon-ahh or Jihooniee.”

“Heyyyy, callll my nameee… Jihoooniieee” he tugs her clothes when she approaches him, but she steels herself to not fall further.

“I don’t see why I should,” but of course that’s a lie. She wants to call him like that- filled with affection, but one-sided emotions aren’t ideal and she’ll just hurt herself in the process.

“Youu like me though,” he pouts and her heart thunderously beats. “I’mmm perfecttt afterrr all!” he shouts his proclamation. Two, Park Jihoon is a narcissistic drunk. He laughs, but tears were forming on his eyes. It is starting. The most annoying phase of Jihoon’s intoxication.

“Why are you so uptight?” he sobs. “And you’re always angry,” he hiccups. “Call mee Jihooonieee already so I can call you Riseullll,” he wails like a petulant child.

Between controlling the heat that spread across her cheeks and managing Jihoon’s drunken stupor, Riseul didn’t know what weighed more because all the butterflies in her stomach were flying and her face as red as Jihoon’s flush from the alcohol.

She tries to make him stand but he doesn’t stop his tantrum. “Call me Jihoonie.” He looks at her straight in the eyes.

How can a drunk man look so ? ? ?

“Jihoonie,” she breathes out and she was afraid that maybe Jihoon could hear the beating of her heart, but Jihoon smiles and inches closer. She stays there frozen. “Risseuulll.” He lets out and he was about to reach for her face.

“I… think I’mmm gonna throw up..” making his hand retreat and cover his mouth instead. Riseul didn’t know if what she felt was relieved or regret.

They were in front of Jihoon’s apartment and he scrummaged to find his apartment keys inside his bag. When he finally finds it, he notices two dangling keys, and he looks at Riseul, untangling the other key.

“Oppeen your hands,” he instructs her, and Riseul follows unaware of what he was going to give her. She feels the coldness from the metal, and furrows her eyebrow confused.

She thought that maybe Jihoon was asking her to open his apartment for him, but when she tries to unlock the door using the key, he stamps the floor. “No! ! ! The keyyy. Keep itt,”

She stands dumbfounded. “Why should I?”

“Soo.. So you could just go inside mine?” he grins and laughs softly, running his hand across his hair.

“My apartment is literally next to yours. Keep it. You need this more than me,”

“I already have one,” he waves his key in front of her as-a-matter-of-fact. “Theree’s no use to have two keyssss for one person, youu knowww.” He pokes her cheeks playfully. “Sooo. Keep it, and good night. Riseeul-ssi,” and he pecks her cheeks, unlocks his door and closes it.

Meanwhile, Riseul stood there – still registering everything that happened, appreciating the coldness coming from the key because everything was burning.

The next day, she stood in front of his apartment door. There are bags under her eyes from the lack of sleep. Park Jihoon was drunk, then. She thought to herself as she clutched the key hardly, its shape being imprinted into her palm. She needs to return the key, but when Park Jihoon emerged from the hallway carrying a few paper bags because he went to the market and smiled like he didn’t do anything that threw her off, all her courage of returning the key vanished.

Slowly, she slipped the key into the pocket of her coat.

“What are you standing there for? Let’s go in,” and he unlocks the apartment.

She remembered the fourth thing that makes Park Jihoon an annoying drunk.

Park Jihoon forgets all the shit he pulls.

And that’s a cut there ( I really should be learning how to write shorter fics because this is a whole lot draining that I first thought it would be but I’m happy writing this (☆_@) ( ´ ∀ `)ノ～ ♡ ). I’ll be posting the final part tomorrow or on a Sunday ^O^ . Thank you for reading and I’ll be very happy to talk with you ヾ(・ω・)メ(・ω・)ノ

update:So that you wouldn’t scroll back up.. Here’s the link for the Final part

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imagineproduce101 · 7 years ago

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Park Jihoon Mafia AU

warnings: sexual harassment, mentions of shock/panic/anxiety

everyone in your high school knows who park jihoon is

he doesn’t have ANY friends at school and he never talks to anyone

people say that they’ve seen him get into fancy black foreign cars after school

and this guy in your homeroom swears he saw tattoos on jihoon one time when they were changing for gym

and of course, the rumors conclude that he must be part of 101, a notorious gang in your town

you choose to just ignore these rumors, opting for not judging him

when the new semester in school begins, he’s assigned as your deskmate

you’re a bit intimidated by all the rumors and how he never talks, but you decide to ignore it

he just stares out of the window the whole day or checks his phone

one day he gets a message and obviously panics

during lunch you’re getting something out of your locker when he comes up to you

“(y/n), can you cover for me? an emergency came up.”

you were surprised that he was even talking to you, but you nodded

“(y/n), where did park jihoon go? is he skipping school?”

“no, teacher, he felt sick and had to go home.”

the next morning, you see him and send him a thumbs up

“thanks.”

you still try not to be intimidated by how short with words he is

you have cram school that goes pretty late into the night, so you often have to take the bus home at 11 or even midnight

one night, you’re leaving at 11 when you realize a group of guys is following you

they start saying stuff to you, so you tell them to leave you alone and duck into a convenience store

you just purchase a pack of gum or something random, waiting for them to leave

and you don’t realize it, but jihoon sees you and notices how uncomfortable and scared you look

you leave the convenience store and continue walking and get to your bus stop + board quickly

and you realize the guys from earlier are also on the bus

you want to get off, but the bus already left the stop

you take a seat towards the front and try to just ignore them but one of them comes and sits down next to you

“hey baby, why don’t you come home with me tonight?”

“i asked you to please leave me alone”

“ay, don’t play hard to get, babe”

suddenly someone’s punching the guy

“she told you to leave her alone, punk”

jihoon yanks the guy away, glaring at him

the bus driver is like uM is everything okay?

jihoon reassures him that nothing happened, and turns to glare at the guys

“this is our turf, you’re lucky that i’m not calling my hyungs to take care of you properly”

you’re still really shaken up from what happened and you don’t really realize what’s happening around you

the guys get off the bus grumbling and jihoon turns to you, immediately taking off his school uniform jacket and draping it around you

“are you okay? did they touch you?”

you shake your head, letting yourself warm up in the jacket

“you’re safe now, i’ll make sure those guys don’t bother you again.”

you two sit in silence for a while, jihoon periodically glancing down at you to make sure that you’re not crying or going into panic or anything

“what’s your stop? i’ll walk you home.”

“thank you, jihoon-ssi”

jihoon glanced down at you with a small smile

“jihoon-ssi? aren’t we deskmates?”

“well yeah but we’ve never talked”

“you can just call me jihoon, don’t worry”

he walks you home and makes sure that your parents are home and everything in case anything happens

“thanks again”

jihoon nods

“i’ll see you tomorrow!”

your parents are already asleep, so you decide to tell them the next day instead of waking you up

the next morning you’re shoving your stuff into your backpack when your parent’s like

“(y/n), there’s a boy here to walk you to school?”

and you rush to the door and your mom’s like

“um excuse me did you get a boyfriend young lady”

“no, mom, i’ll explain when i get home!”

jihoon is standing there awkwardly, his hands are shoved into his pants pockets

“hey, i figured i’d go with you to school since i live pretty close to here.”

“oh! let me just go get my stuff, you can wait inside if you’d like”

jihoon stands in the hall awkwardly while you rush to get your stuff

he’s walking me to school....why

when you get back your mom is chatting excitedly to jihoon while he just stands there

when he sees you he looks super relieved lmao

the bus ride to school is a bit awkward? but jihoon actually talks for once

“your mom is nice”

“yeah, she can be a bit much sometimes, but i appreciate all she does for my family and i”

“she seems sweet”

when you guys arrive at school people immediately start talking about how you guys arrived together

“do you think they’re dating....”

your friends immediately start asking you questions at lunch and you explain

you’re super embarrassed by all the attention you’re getting

like geez it’s just going to school together, not posting a couple picture on instagram...

he also picks you up and goes home w/you from your cram school?

“....i was in the area”

that night when you explain what happened w/the guys to your parents your dad wants to drive you home from cram school but you convince him that you’ll be fine with jihoon

your mom approves of this new plan bc she likes jihoon

(and his face lol)

so it becomes a regular thing, him walking with you to school + back from cram school

one day this random ass guy shows up on your porch

“hi, i’m here to walk you to school!” he says cheerfully

“um, who the hell are you?”

“i’m jihoon’s hyung, mentor, brother, thing”

“.....right.”

you get a text from jihoon like a couple seconds later

“i’m not going to school today, so i asked my hyung to walk you. be safe please!”

wow your heart isn’t speeding up at aaaaaall

“i’m ong seongwoo, at your service!”

“ok.”

you two are riding on the bus when he looks down at you in amusement

“you really don’t seem like jihoon’s usual type”

“we’re not dating.”

“oh, believe me, i know.”

you side-eye him

he snorts

that night after cram school you ask him where jihoon is

“oh, he didn’t tell you? he’s in the hospital.”

“THE HOSPITAL?”

“uh yeah, he got shot...”

“SHOT?????”

“yeah, his run got ambushed.......”

blank stare

“oh shit he didn’t tell you.”

you stare at him blankly

“where the hell is he?”

you text your parents some bs about staying over at a friend’s house and have seongwoo take you to the hospital where jihoon is

he has a private room

and all these super handsome guys in suits are standing around the room

you just kind of barge past them

“sorry kid, i thought she knew!” seongwoo yelled sheepishly

“yah, park jihoon, how the hell did you get SHOT?”

“ey, it’s the girl, maybe we should leave...” you hear someone say, and everyone kind of clears out

jihoon looks awful and he has a huge bandage over his right pec

“you’re here?”

he looks really surprised but also a bit pleased?

“stop smiling asshole, why are you hurt?”

you hit him on the arm, making him groan in pain

“don’t hit the invalid, please!”

“oh, sorry, sorry” you check to make sure he’s okay, fussing over his blankets and stuff

“so you wanna tell me why you got shot”

jihoon just kind of stares at you for a moment, reaching over to push your hair behind your ear

wow cheesy af

you blush obvs

“you know the rumors about me at school?”

“that you’re an asshole?” you asked bluntly

“no, no,” jihoon groaned “that i’m in 101″

“oh... yeah? and?”

he kind of just stared at you

and you stared blankly back at him and then oH

“are you trying to tell me you’re in a freaking gang?”

Jihoon just kept staring

“park jihoon, say something! my crush is literally lying in the hospital because he got fucking shot and he just told me he’s in a fucking gang and now he’s not saying anything?”

this stupid self-satisfied smile spread across his face

“stop smiling, you stupid jerk!”

“you like me?”

“what? n-no?” blushies!!

“you totally just said you liked me”

“...”

“yeah”

“i like you too~”

“don’t be irritating”

jihoon reached down to lace his fingers with yours

“aww, young love” seongwoo stuck his head into the room, making you roll your eyes

“jihoon, out of all the guys you could have sent to pick me up for school, you sent that idiot?”

jihoon starts wHEEZING

“lmao jihoon’s girlfriend roasted seongwoo” “shut UP jaehwan”

jihoon pulls you down and kisses you gently

AND THEN HIS FUCKING HEART MONITOR STARTS BEEPING HELLA FAST LMAO

(since his heart was beating really fast)

you start laughing at him as his face turns bright red

“aw, cute”

you kiss him again wowow

you know that he leaves to go do his duties after school while you’re at cram school

and every day you kiss him and tell him to be safe

“i know, babe, i will be”

you get to know his hyungs pretty well

they inform you that he’s been crushing on you since he overheard you defending him that he wasn’t in a gang (before you knew him)

“but you were in a gang”

“yeah, but you were so trusting in the fact that you shouldn’t trust a book by it’s cover, i couldn’t help but like you!”

“and he would talk about you EVERY SINGLE DAY”

“shut up seongwoo”

jihoon would be like bright red but you’d find it totally adorable

if he ever can’t walk you to school, he doesn’t send seongwoo anymore lmao

you’re not a huge fan of his involvement in 101 but you understand that it’s not really something he can leave

you’re just worried for his safety

one time you bring him home to meet your parents and they actually really like him?

i mean he’s charming and sweet

your dad is suspicious at first but warms up to him

and when he’s leaving you kiss him goodbye quickly on the front porch

and as you’re heading back inside, he does the wrist grab™

he kisses you again but this time it’s way deeper

like lip biting, fast heart beat, hands gripping hips deep

and you pull away breathlessly, kissing him again lightly

“what was that for?”

“just wanted to let you know that i really love you”

you hug him, letting your head rest against his chest so that you can hear his quick heartbeat

“i love you too, babe”

a nice intro to this mafia universe :) this one was like dipping your toes into the pool to see if it’s cold?

**unlike the harry potter scenarios, i HAVE NOT pre-written this series. as soon as i finish a scenario, i will post it.

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mindninjax · 3 years ago

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HDKDJDVDNDBF

NO DID I LOSE?!? FUCK! NOOOOO I WAS DOING SO WELL! DAMMIT bdjjdbdbdb

ONG Yv please I LOVED this. You set the scene PERFECTLY and the dialogue PERFECT. I loved it so fucking much. God you’re so goddamn good at writing Katsu. You better believe if I lost I’d be calling for a rematch as soon as we were done!

How am I gonna make him tweet “My wife beat my ass at Monopoly” on his Dynamight Twitter if he wins! 😒😒😒

Aiight bet I’m here for the holiday drabbles.

I’ve been thinking about Katsu and family game night at the Christmas party. All the board games and how loud he’d be. He’d fit in perfectly with the rest of the fam. Calling people cheaters, demanding rematches, giving high fives when y’all win rounds. Just rowdy fun games with the fam.

Your brain. So big. I gotchu. But also I'm pitting you against your man because it's FUN

If you want holiday drabbles send me ur fav and as much detail as possible ❤

"Pay up, peasant."

You watch that muscle in his jaw jump and you smile wider, making little grabby hands at him while your family looks on in amusement.

"Your man's a sore loser, Marquie."

This is criminal. He's a hero, ya know, he could put you behind bars for this. And he's not being a sore fucking loser, alright, he doesn't know how to be one, and he's about to let whoever said that know.

"Fuck you- I'm not handing over shit!"

Because he's never lost.

Your grin is mean, he thinks it's because you're so used to him having the upper hand at anything you play that doesn't require some considerable level of luck, and because you're a vicious winner: it's just one of many reasons why you two get along so well. You know that, and you also know that pissing him off a little now... might be fun later. You're batting your lashes at him, and he's snarling at someone who's peeking over his shoulder to see just how badly he's losing with a low whistle and a laugh.

"If you don't have the money, you know, you can always pay some other way." That earns more low whistles from everyone watching the debacle going down, and some ews that get laughed away when someone's kid yells loudly, "I don't get it!" Katsuki is absolutely fuming, every broad muscle of his is taut- he came here to win and you and your family are fucking playing games right now?

"I spent all of my money on your fucking gifts you no good, selfish, greedy-!" Ah and that's true, he did, you've got that new necklace that you unwrapped and cried over earlier in the day sitting pretty on your chest right now, your birthstone gleaming like your smile, and you know he's trying to gruffly win your good grace by guilting you but aw, too bad Katsuki, this and that are just- well, they're two separate things, aren't they?

"Mhm. We have an old game of Operation, Katsu, if that's more your speed-" and with that he knows he's truly lost, and he's slapping the money down on the board, hard, accompanied by raucous laughter from everyone around, much to his chagrin.

"Here, take it. Fuckin' take it! Damn." And yet his ire doesn't last long, something overtakes him as he watches you count your money with a little bounce in your seat, you fucking minx. You look to him with smugness, ready to continue your teasing, and find yourself staring into red eyes with entirely too much mirth in them.

"What, what's with that look?" He looks positively evil right now, smile all teeth and gum as he leans across the table with entirely too much weight.

"Nothin'. Keep counting your money, Puffs." His confidence rolls through you like lightning and you're squirming in your seat, money now a little damp from suddenly sweaty palms. "No, I wanna know why you're making that... that face, at me, right now."

"Because you're about to roll a five or a six and I'm getting it all back from you in a second here."

He's got two huge, huge hotels sitting right next to each other on the board, and you've been lucky this entire game; he's been taking money from everyone else that so much as breathes near his properties, and somehow you've skated by with a full wallet, but Katsuki has always had a strange sixth sense for when he's about to gain the upper hand. But you're cocky, and his money is still sitting fresh in your hands, so you put it down and shrug, throwing the dice, a little snarky with the snarl you throw his way. "Fat chance of that." Those dice, thrown a little too hard with your indignance, go rolling off the table, down to the floor below, and you and Katsuki share a glance before you both scramble to find them, determined to see where the numbers ended up.

Under someone else's seat, sitting very prettily next to each other, are two dice, stared down at by the two of you in disbelief.

4. 2.

"SIX!" He bellows, loud, and above the two of you your family erupts into laughter and groans, and loud protests- and cheers, whoever was on Bakugou's side is going to get a strong word from you later- but he's grinning so wide in your face that all you can think of right now is who is going to win this game, because depending on the outcome you're either going to be calling in sick for work on Monday or calling a lawyer when he works his way out quickly from under the table to bear his teeth down at you and point his finger at you face and say, breathless and chest heaving with ill won pride,

"Pay up, peasant. And go ahead and pull that Operation shit out, I'll beat you at that too."

#the fucking DANGER of family game night with this fucking gremlin PLEASE #ooo you wanna know what else is my shit??#Uno #I would whoop his ASS at Uno #Yv!!!!#Thank you so much for this I LOVED IT #don’t tempt me I’ll be in your inbox all damn day #these are GREAT #Yv #friend fic #fic rec

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whyareyouyellingatme · 7 years ago

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A post I deleted in the end

Here's one of the most personal/long things I've ever posted, and if you hate me you'll probably have a field day laughing at this one. I don't know how long it'll take before I maybe...delete it. I don't want anyone to respond with likes or comments. If you have something to say you can pm me, but I don't enjoy talking about it outside of one ong rant. I rant like this so I can jot it all down for records / evidence I'm not irrational, and then move on.

Here's the TL;DR: Rick Ranquist - 40+ years old, lives in Utah possibly Michael Aigner - mid 20's, probably lives in Bellingham by the pool Cooper Texeira - My age, lives in Seattle and goes to my school

All these men are white sexual offenders that did not get a punishment for their crimes.

When I was seven my 20+ year old babysitter did stuff with me that I did not understand, and I don't properly remember a lot of it. I thought it was a game, but it was actually doing sexual favors for a pedophile. I read a line in "The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe" about a man trying so hard to forget something unpleasant that he eventually succeeds in forgetting it. I tried to do that with the memory, and it sort of worked until I heard his name, Ricky. My brother said, "Remember when Ricky----" and that's all I heard before I started dissociating and everything was like someone was smothering me with a pillow.

His sister called me a liar when I said "your brother does weird stuff with me and plays games I don't understand". I decided if she didn't believe me, nobody would, because she was my neighbor and my friend. She still doesn't know today I was telling the truth.

I got raped when I was 19 by a 23 year old that had been grooming me since I was 16. I tried reporting it to the police and they laughed at me, nearly hanging up on me. I went to the ER, got a cervical exam while a doctor ogled my vagina with awe (because my relatively young genitals excited him, how professional). The taxi driver saw me crying and said "you put him on a list! Get him on a list!" and nope, he didn't get put on any kind of list. That fucked me up for a long time. I was numb for a long time. I just watched non stop television and didn't think. I can remember the exact outfit I put in a brown paper evidence bag, and I can remember the exact outfit I wore for days afterwards. I really changed as a person after that. Being isolated from all your friends and spending 3 years dedicating all your time to a shitty abusive man that made you think everything was your fault. Not fun.

Weirdly enough, a man who's in my family pushed me not to report the rape or try pushing for anything else from the police, because he thought it would traumatize me further. I gave up. I didn't want to see Michael, he made me sick. I was partially relieved I got out of the cycle of abuse, but I held on to a rage for a while . I still feel it if I think too much about it. I get really angry but it helps nothing because what can I do ? I'd imagine scenarios where I got to kill him as revenge.

It looked really cute on the surface! It looked like I was having a good time. But I was having panic attacks every week trying to make him happy, despite the beatings, despite the yelling (bc that's normal in my household so I thought it was normal in relationships) until the day that he went way too far.

I really thought it was my fault and that I deserved it for being stupid or not good enough. I was too focused on a very heavy school schedule and an eating disorder/self harm problem to realize I could do better for myself. Of course all of his friends saw me as a "crazy bitch" as he was beating me, real nice. His family was really racist and he broadcasted all of our arguments to them. His sister threatened to hit me with a wrench, not knowing/caring that her brother was already beating me. All of them just kind of watched whenever I broke down crying in front of them. His dad said "women get like this", I'm not...a woman. Not for someone like you dude.

Michael showed up at my house a couple days after it happened too. He stalked me for a while. I still get freaked out being alone sometimes. I have a knife collection and pepper spray, and even guns, but none of them make me feel as safe as a genuine friend does. I'm easily startled and for a while I had really horrible nightmares and panic attacks in public. It got a little better with time, but I still have really bad days. It's still difficult going anywhere near medical centers or dealing with cervical exams.

(I tried speaking with a nurse about the possibility that I have PTSD from that event, and she brushed me off with a "Women used to get raped all the time and they would have to just deal with it. You should lose some weight." Which started up my eating disorder again...horribly enough, people have been so cruel to me but I still care so much what they think.)

I tried faking confidence and happiness in college. I don't have a supportive healthy family, I just have me and whoever decides to be my friend. I made a friend group and went to parties with them. That was fun until a person I trusted grabbed at me when I was incredibly drunk. He led me to his room where I passed out. I wasn't sober enough to understand what was going on or even walk properly, and he texted people things from my phone saying that I was okay. It was all just kind of stupid honestly.

I woke up the next day in my room, on the floor, feeling kind of gross and even more gross as I try to figure out what happened the night before. He shows up at my work wanting me to serve him ice cream. I go in to report him because he did end up grabbing me without consent.

I lost my friend group. And after describing him grabbing my chest and ass in a disgusting amount of detail to a man that said "I remember being a young man and partying in college" with a cheerful nostalgia, I lost the case too. He didn't get anything. At this point I was kind of used to being treated like a piece of meat, so I was just mad he didn't learn anything. In fact, he has been checking up on me online to find dirt on me and report ME to the school for talking shit. His girlfriend has been doing the same, angry because she thinks he was trying to cheat with me. Cheating is consensual.

People just don't learn sometimes. I'm not a thing. I'm an nb lesbian though, and the guy that tried stuff with me when I was drunk knew that. He thought he could convert me.

I've been going through all of this without therapy, trying to just go to school. I tried telling a counselor about my situation and he said "those are long term problems that the university cannot handle".

Maybe I seem quiet and aloof, maybe I'm annoying to you, maybe you think I'm a liar or something stupid like that. But god damn it, I am a human being. I've been through some gross shit. I'm tired of people touching me and trying to invade my space. I'm tired of creepy ass college professors comparing me to their girlfriends and saying shit like "things aren't going so well with her". It's never a compliment you're just fuckin weird dude.

I'm super disconnected from reality even now (sometimes) because I don't like thinking about any of this. I stayed silent about it for quite a while because of all the people who probably wouldn't believe me. But uhhhh fuck you guys I know who I am.

This is a really personal story, especially very personal to be posting on facebook. It makes me feel super vulnerable, but not as much as having the memories bouncing around in my head nonstop makes me feel. I have a girlfriend now and I'm living in a pretty safe place at the moment. There's a lot of other shit happening in my life, my PTSD dog (one of my only sources of comfort in a bad time) got hit by a car and died. :( You all probs know about that, I just miss her when I think about the past. So I've just been trying to figure out how to help myself, you know?

This post got really fucking long and I don't feel like editing it. If you ever think I'm quiet, it's because I'm tired of explaining myself. I want to be my usual joke-y self but sometimes that feel really fake. I don't like thinking about all of this, but I think someone should know.

I wanted to write this post when I was sure I could finish it without crying. It has been a while since something super bad has happened to me, and that distance between the event and reality really helps muffle the emotional response.

Cheers to the survivors that aren't "good" survivors that react a specific way. Cheers to those of you that aren't comfortable sharing your story because it's really not anybody's business unless you want to say something.

I don't know, I still try and have fun, pretending nothing happened. I hate this crap. I hate the emotional baggage. Wish I could chuck it, but my brain has a different plan.

Like, all of this shit happened on TOP of me living in an extremely abusive home so you can imagine I tried to kill myself.

I'm a human being. Stop treating me like shit. I'm tired of it. I'm also not as mean as I look, I don't bite. I'm here for you as a friend if you need it. I just couldn't sleep tonight because of all this crap.

Please don't react to this I'm just babbling. I don't want to deal with people that have no empathy for my long ass story just because it's long / badly written. I'm just tired. I'm soooooo fucking tired.

Edit: I'm trying to reread this just once, but I can't even do it. Like not because it's hard, I literally just look at the words and they mean nothing. My brain basically put up a firewall against upsetting shit so I lose touch with reality whenever I get near it for too long. It's hard describing dissociation but if you would like to know more u should google it. A weird time. Anyway gn I'm alright I just needed to fucking let it out.

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pinksausageduo · 7 years ago

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ong seongwoo|enemies to lovers

member: ong seongwoo genre: fluffy w a lil bit of angst warnings: sexual harassment summary: school au! enemies to lovers au! you and seongwoo have always been secretly in love with each other but it’s always been hidden by endless pranks and teasing. one night, one closet and one confession will change everything. requested: yes enemies to lovers series: bae jinyoung | ong seongwoo | park jihoon | kim jaehwan | lai guanlin | ha sungwoon | hwang minhyun | yoon jisung

you were known to be one of the most popular girls in the grade

you were sweet, sassy, confident, witty, gorgeous and just outgoing and friendly

surprisingly you used to be super shy in middle school but with your amazing best friend kang daniel you became much more social

but even though you were known as a super sweet girl everyone knew you hated one person

he was the cockiest, most annoying and ridiculously good looking person you’ve ever met

ong seongwoo

he was one the most popular guys, funny, confident, hot, made everyone laugh, party animal, jock and was basically liked by everyone except you

and don’t get me wrong he hated you too

but that didn’t stop everyone in the whole entire school to ship you

especially your and his best friend daniel

“seriously y/n, when are you and seongwoo going to get together??” he’d say literally on a daily basis

go daniel the cupid!! lol tf is wrong with me

everyone would always say

“you guys would be the golden couple!”

“actually 2nd golden couple, you could never beat daehwi and jinyoung”

“no but actually you would look so good together”

“and the sexual chemistry between you is ridiculous”

you’d dismiss the comments and just roll your eyes

but you couldn’t lie to yourself

you liked him a lot but you’d never admit it in a 100 years

you couldn’t help but smile sweetly at the incident which started the feud between you two

which of course was when you fell for him

seongwoo was dared to pour a whole entire bucket of water on you by jaehwan because all his friends knew seongwoo had the biggest crush on you you didn’t know he had a crush on you tho

seongwoo as much as he liked you would never step down from a dare

so he did it

just as you were entering the cafeteria he poured a whole entire huge bucket of water all over you

he was expecting you to slap him, or get super pissed

to his amazement and surprise you didn’t

you felt the rush of water and you could tell by the laugh it was seongwoo

and you smiled to yourself knowing if you got pissed that means he would get the satisfaction

so instead you turned back to face him just to give a smirk and a raise of your eyebrow and then you screamed out

“WATER FIGHT!!!!!”

and it was a hot summer’s day so literally the cafeteria went into absolute chaos

people got their water bottles, cups, someone even got a hose

and water was everywhere, with people running around and screaming

it was one of the best lunches even afternoon classes got cancelled because literally everyone was soaked head to toe even the teachers

and the cafeteria was basically just looked like it was in a flood

just as the water fight started, you filled up the bucket he used on you

and seongwoo was just in awe of you of turning this whole entire thing on him

you walked up to him still drenched and with the same exact bucket he poured water on you, you poured it on him

he couldn’t help but smile brightly as you did thinking

“shit this one hell of a girl”

and you were smiling the whole time

you couldn’t help yourself but admire his smile, his joking casual attitude, and him wanting to make people smile

but you also thought he’s such a cocky jerk but you knew

as you were pouring water all over him and he was grinning happily

you were gonna fall for him

and oh boy did you

and then as the last droplet landed on him

you whispered in his ear “better luck next time”

you winked at him and walked off

luckily he didn’t see your super red blush and couldn’t hear your racing heart

he also was trying to stop his ears from going bright red and to stop smiling the goofy adorable smile he knew he had on his face

he stared at you the whole time as you walked away from him

but for the grande finale you rang the fire alarm in the cafeteria making the sprinklers go off

then you just strutted out there like the boss ass bitch you were

and seongwoo literally fell so in love with you right there and then

he knew he could never meet someone like you ever in his whole entire lifetime

someone finally outsmarted the great ong seongwoo

and he finally fell for someone

but that was like 6 months ago

in those 6 months you turned into enemies who secretly loved each other

seongwoo would do ANYTHING to get your attention

which usually meant annoying the shit out of you

and constantly be super competitive

but you couldn’t help but love it, any interaction with him made your heart flutter

but literally in every test, exam, sports competition

you both would always be 1st or 2nd

and the bragging rights were huge

“yah! y/n i ranked 1st in maths and guess where you are 2ndddd” he’d tease as the score sheet was up

“oh shut up, i beat you in english”

“and remember last week, aren’t you supposed to be in the soccer team?? how come i beat your team when we were playing soccer in sport??” you retorted

both of you stayed silent for a few moments thinking of that lesson

basically what happened was seongwoo was getting jealous at one of the guys, xiumin being too close to you

and he literally “accidentally” bumped into him super hard making xiumin fall

but he didn’t apologise and left him there making you super pissed off

after you helped him up and he told you he was fine

you stormed up to seongwoo and demanded

“apologise! you literally made him fall!!”

“why the hell should I?” he cockily remarked back

you stepped closer to him making people not sure whether you were gonna slap him or kiss him

you getting more aggravated basically shouted

“GET YOUR ASS OVER THERE AND APOLOGISE!”

he scoffed at your remark making you want to strangle him and stepping so close to you your noses were touching and said

“sweetheart, make me”

everyone was just staring at you two, the sexual tension was so thick literally no one said a thing

you were glaring daggers at him while he was casually smirking

then you sickly sweetly smiled at him and stepped on his foot super hard

and said “whoopsie”

you walked off as he was groaning in pain clutching his foot

these sort of incidents happened between you two

and everyone could see the sexual chemistry between you two shipping you two all the time

but all the hatred, teasing, snide comments stopped one night

you were both at a party, you weren’t really enjoying it

feeling super duper jealous as you saw seongwoo dancing with at least 3 girls

minhyun noticed and said to you “yah y/n stop staring at seongwoo, you’re making it so obvious that you like him”

“i don’t like him minhyun-ah” you said with a sigh

“mhmmm sureee keep telling yourself that” sungwoon butted in sassily

“just make him jealous y/n he’ll be all over you in seconds” drawled jaehwan

“dance with woojin then, sexily of course” daniel said with a teasing wink

“all of you just stoppppp” you groaned

“jisung help me out here??” you pleaded at jisung

“as much i hate to admit, i agree with the boys” he said raising his hands up in surrender

you huffed and puffed and then said fine

you went up to woojin who was dancing in the centre of the dance floor

and you told him that you were trying to make seongwoo jealous so is it okay if you danced with him

luckily you guys were good friends but

he still blushed so hard at first then shyly agreed

but once you were both dancing it just became a lot of fun

and of course seongwoo couldn’t help but get jealous and stare at you two

then the guys moved to him

enjoying making you two squirm

“seongwoo stop making it so obvious you’re jealous” sungwoon teasingly said

“ME?! jealous of y/n and woojin?? no way in hell would that happen” he denied outright

“seongwoo even me, i can tell you’re basically in love with her” jisung said exasperatedly

“seriously though when are you going to ask her out” minhyun asked

seongwoo just sighed and gave up lying to them and said

“gosh i like her so much, it’s crazy, i’d do anything to get her attention, i have literally gone on no dates for 6 months, she’s perfect but she’d never like me, she probably hates my guts” he ended dejectedly

literally everybody rolled their eyes at that

“HOW IS IT THAT YOU DON’T REALISE SHE’S ALSO MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU??!!” daniel exclaimed throwing his hands in the air and then dramatically falling back onto the floor

“she’s doesn’t like me at all she hates my guts?” seongwoo said confused

“okay hyung, look at y/n dancing with woojin right now, that’s to make you jealous okay? and you can tell by the way she’s literally looking at you every 5 seconds to make sure you’re watching” jihoon said slowly trying to explain to seongwoo

seongwoo scoffed at first but then he noticed what jihoon said was right, you kept looking at him to make sure he was looking at you dancing

he started to grin broader and broader

as he realised what the guys were saying were right

he literally felt like doing the biggest happy dance

he felt he was on the top of the world as he realised you liked him as well

on the other hand

you couldn’t help but blush at his intense gaze on you and the way he was smiling was making your heart melt

you excused yourself to woojin saying you were going to get a drink so you could calm and collect yourself

you headed upstairs and as you were relaxing in front of a door

someone grabbed your wrist super tight and wrapped a hand around your mouth

harshly pulling you into a small closet

your eyes meet some random man trying to kiss you

you could smell the alcohol in his breath

you tried to get out of the closet but realised it was locked

your instincts kicked in and you started kicking and hitting and screaming for help

he restrained you and held you down making you feel desperate and helpless

after so much effort of getting him off you

screaming that he was a pedo and creep and to stop

he still tried to kiss you

just as you were about to give up and let him kiss you

the closet door flung right open

it was seongwoo

he saw you walk up the stairs and thought to leave you to be for a while before confessing but after 10 minutes he got worried

he knew there were a lot of drunk guys around and hoped nothing bad happened to you

he went upstairs and found guanlin on his phone and asked him super concerned

“guanlin-ah did you see y/n??!”

“no sorry hyung, i came up just like 2 minutes ago” guanlin said

seongwoo than frantically tried to find you, going from room to room

then he heard the banging from a closet

he then heard you scream

and all he saw was red after

you couldn’t help but relax as you saw seongwoo

the guy gruffly said “get the hell out”

seongwoo said in a voice which was dangerously low

“you have 3 seconds to get your fucking filthy hands off the girl i love before i beat the crap out of you, 1, 2, 3″

the guy still hadn’t moved

he was basically ripped off from you then seongwoo got one punch in

before the guy scrambled out and slammed the closet door shut

you both realised you guys couldn’t get out but didn’t really care anymore just glad that it was all over

you relaxed as the guy wasn’t in your sight anymore

then you tried to process everything especially

the girl i love bit

but before you could say anything

two muscular arms wrapped around you super tight

you felt so warm and safe in seongwoo’s arms

he whispered into your ears “i was so worried about you”

your heart flutters as you hear the sincerity and concern in his voice

“thank you for saving me” you said your voice slightly trembling

still traumatised from the incident

“of course, don’t worry now, i’m here okay?” he said sweetly

“okay” you say sighing in relief

for a few minutes you just stood there just hugging each other

you eventually break apart and you couldn’t help but say

“the girl you love huh?”

“i never said that” seongwoo denied adamantly

“say it againnn” you tease

“say what again?” he asks pretending to be clueless

“that you love me” you say with a smirk you say stepping super close to him

you both stared intently into each others eyes and seongwoo’s eyes kept on flittering to your lips back to your eyes

making your heart beat faster than it ever has

seongwoo not even registering what he was doing

softly kissed you at first in a way like asking your permission

and allowing you to break apart

you didn’t want that at all and you deepened the kiss

he reciprocated almost immediately

as it continues it continuously became more passionate

all the sexual chemistry between you basically exploded

you ran your hands through his hair

and he couldn’t help himself but fall in love even more as you kept on smiling as you kissed him

but as the kisses became more passionate

he’d bite your lips softly making you moan softly

he’d trail kisses all the way down to your collarbone

making you arch your back slightly

then he’d recapture your lips and kiss you over and over again

you both end up making out for a solid 10 minutes

as you parted, seongwoo wore the cheekiest smile

you scolded him but you couldn’t help but smile

“wipe that smirk off your face ong seongwoo”

“yes dear’ he’d teasingly coo

you rolled your eyes

you guys ended up getting out of the closet by you picking the lock with a bobby pin

without saying goodbye to anyone, you grabbed your stuff and headed to seongwoo’s house

both your parents were out of town

so you just stayed at his place for the night

stop thinking so dirty no they did not do it

just because you were still scared at the incident of tonight

and seongwoo wanted to make sure you were okay

seongwoo gave you one go his t-shirts to change into and it was a simple loose black t shirt

you went to seongwoo and twirled around and asked

“do i look okay?”

seongwoo just cheekily smiled and couldn’t help but rush up to you and kiss you sweetly because of how good you looked in his shirt

and whispered

“you look perfect, you’ve always been perfect to me and you are the perfect girl for me”

“y/n will you be my girlfriend?”

he ended with a sweet forehead kiss and you nod and sweetly reply

“as cheesy as it sounds i’ve basically been in love with you for the past 6 months so of course i will”

he’d kiss you softly after you said yes both of you grinning like you won the lottery

you both end up talking for hours, eating junk food, while cuddling and

laughing about how you hated each other and constantly teased each other and all the small arguments you guys had

after talking about the most random little things to the deepest secrets you’ve never revealed

laughing you head off or teasingly arguing with each other

you both were super exhausted

and you then ended up falling asleep in your favourite place in the world

in seongwoo’s arms

once you went to sleep seongwoo smiled at you in a way someone could if they were in love and before he passed out himself

he whispered sweetly in your ear

“sweet dreams, y/n, i love you”

THIS WAS A BLESSING TO WRITE!!! i love seongwoo so much he’s my bw and just AGH FEELS!!! also this was super rushed so whoops sorry. i hope the sexual harassment wasn’t too much and the makeout sesh you enjoyed ;) I’M ALSO TAGGING @starrywinters SO I CAN RUIN HER BIAS LIST and we will fangirl over how much we love seongwoo and how we’re unloyal hoes. Y’ALL SHOULD FOLLOW HER she has amazing fics

anyways hope you enjoyed it!!! love you all, message me and send me anons!

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