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He has decided to join me for Floor Time.

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🌙 starring. Jaehyun x afab!Reader 

🔮 preview. “I mean, what if we make a deal? For every ‘A’ you get on these three tests in November, I’ll eat you out till you’re begging me to stop. And in December, if you pass your physics final with a grade above eighty-six percent, I’ll fuck your brains out.”

tw/cw. Unprotected sex, pussy eating, foreplay, face grinding, dry humping, breast worship, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, using sex as inspiration to study, no nut november, blue balls, dirty talk, praise, multiple little sex scenes, big dick Jaehyun, slight phone sex, mentions of masturbation, teasing, etc… I pet names: (hers) baby.

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One:

Jaehyun can tell something is off with you, and despite you being someone he holds at a distance with the label ‘fuck buddy,’ he actually cares about what’s going on in your head, especially when it’s clearly taking away from your enjoyment of him.

He’s not the type to bring something up mid fuck session, but when you both finish, he takes the opportunity to address it.

“You seemed distant today,” he notes.

You release a deep sigh. “November is coming up, I’ve got three big tests and then finals in December, and I’m just… I’m feeling overwhelmed.”

The two of you had decided to keep a purely physical relationship with the idea of focusing on school. You both feel as if you’re too busy with your studies to put as much effort into dating as you’d like, so you’d come to an agreement to fuck whenever you’re both needing it, and keep other things as surface-level as possible.

Despite this arrangement, Jaehyun knows he would be the biggest asshole ever if he didn’t act as at least a friend to you. He has massive emotional walls that he keeps fortified, but there’s no harm in checking in with you. Besides, stress relief is a cornerstone of your relationship, and if his cock couldn’t dristract you from the issues in your life right now, maybe being an avid listener can. 

“What class?” he enquires.

“Fucking physics,” you groan, falling back against your bed and covering your face with a pillow.

There’s a reason Jaehyun had chosen Marine Biology instead of a more mathematics-based science when he got to university. Hell, the intro to physics class in first year had nearly killed him, so he understands where you’re coming from. 

“Well…” Jaehyun swallows thickly. “My frat is doing the whole ‘No Nut November’ bullshit, and we both know I don’t like to lose… but just because I can’t fuck you to destress you, doesn’t mean I can’t eat you out and make you cum as a reward for doing well in classes.”

“Huh?”

Jaehyun laughs, shaking his head. “I mean, what if we make a deal? For every ‘A’ you get on these three tests in November, I’ll eat you out till you’re begging me to stop. And in December, if you pass your physics final with a grade above eighty-six percent, I’ll fuck your brains out.”

You stare at him, the cogs of your mind working clearly behind your inquisitive eyes. “What if we agree on an above eighty average instead of eighty-six?”

“Nah, has to be eighty-six, what kind of floozy do you think I am?” Jaehyun jokes.

“Uh… the kind that just dicked me down without me needing an eighty-six average?”

Two:

It’s November, and while the idea of using Jaehyun as encouragement to study had seemed like a good plan to begin with, you find yourself distracted by the notion of him. Numbers and calculations give way to thoughts about the frat boy studying marine biology, and after struggling with it for an hour, you give yourself a breather to unpack everything.

You and Jaehyun have had an on-again off-again fuck buddy relationship for a little over a year now, and in that period, you’ve fucked only a handful times. With Jaehyun, things are strictly business. There’s not much foreplay, not much chit-chatting- it’s entirely about you both getting your rocks off as stress relief, then going your separate ways.

There’s a part of you that’s always thought extensive foreplay is less of a fuck buddy type of deal, and more of a budding relationship experience, which is why it’s generally been off-limits.

Having a man’s dick in you is one thing, having his mouth on your pussy while he’s neglected, looking up at you and doing his best to make you cum without any pleasure for himself- well, that’s something else entirely.

Neither you nor Jaehyun like to be selfish in this arrangement you have, it’s always a mutually beneficial interaction.

But… if you let him eat you out for doing well in physics… if he doesn’t get to cum or be touched at all… then that’s you being selfish, and the flip side is, he’s being selfless with you. 

Selfless has never been a word you connect to the idea of fuck buddies- and sure, some men love eating out women, some men get super turned on from that, but… you worry you’ll just be blue-ballsing the poor man. 

You never want to blue-ball Jaehyun. Despite your relationship being surface level - except for when he’s buried in your guts - you care about him. And you think it’s this care that has made you put up walls.

You’d agreed when you’d met that neither of you wanted a relationship. You wanted easy sex when it was convenient to you both. No strings attached, no emotions, no foreplay- although, that last caveat was never something verbally agreed to or discussed, moreso of an offshoot of the entire arrangement. 

In an odd way, letting Jaehyun eat you out while he gets nothing in return will be a new stepping stone for your dynamic, and you’re not quite sure where the path it creates might lead. 

Three:

You open your door with a grin, holding your most recent test in your hand. Before you can even tell Jaehyun the good news about your eighty-six percent - on the dot, mind you - score, he’s grabbing you and pressing his lips to yours.

A laugh tumbles out of you as you drag him into your apartment, kissing him back eagerly while the door shuts.

He feels so good, and your body immediately reacts to him, your nipples pushing up against the fabric of your thin night shirt. Jaehyun notices, because his hand comes up to cup your breast, his thumb brushing against the bud and making you moan.

When his lips move to your throat, you take the opportunity to speak. “You don’t even know what score I got on my test.”

“You wouldn’t have called me over if you didn’t get an eighty-six or above,” he notes, breath hot against your neck as he licks at your sweet spot.

“What if I brought you here to beg, to plead for that eighty average to be acceptable?” you tease.

“Begging is really not your style,” he insists, his hands moving down to your sleeping shorts to roughly tug them down.

“Looks like I won’t have to beg for this, though.”

“A deal is a deal,” Jaehyun tells you in the most earnest tone, and it makes you giggle.

“Let’s go to my bedroom.”

“No, I’m eating you out here.”

A moment later, he’s lifting you, setting you onto your kitchen island. The cold surface feels good against your hot skin, and it’s hard to breathe properly as Jaehyun pushes your thighs open.

“Lay down,” he instructs, “and let me give you your reward.”

Four:

“So… This time, I got a ninety,” you tell Jaehyun, holding your phone close to your chest so he can hear you clearly as you meander around your apartment.

“Well, look at you go.”

You can hear the smile in his voice, and it has your body tingling with excitement. “When can you come over?”

“Just finishing up a few things,” Jaehyun explains. “How about nineish?”

“But that’s a whole four hours away!” you groan.

“Somebody is eager.” 

You swallow the lump in your throat. “I was sitting in class and taking the test and all I could think about was your mouth.”

“Yeah?”

“Was getting so wet while doing fucking physics calculations- thinking about your tongue, and the way you hold me down when I cum. You’re a guy who just knows how to eat it, and it’s kind of making me go crazy.”

“Did I mention I’m at the gym right now?” Jaehyun asks, releasing a choked cough.

You grin, moving to sit on your couch. “Gonna sport a stiffy while doing bench presses, Jae?” 

“Pretty close to that, yeah.”

“All I’m saying is- you could be a great tutor, if you gave out sexual favours to all the cute girls who need help.”

Jaehyun laughs. “I feel like that would put me on a career trajectory that has nothing to do with marine biology, and I’m not spending all this money every year just to not use my degree.”

“True, true,” you sigh. ���Anyways, I guess I’ll be waiting to see you at nineish.”

“Try not to touch yourself before I get there,” Jaehyun warns. “Or it defeats the purpose.” 

Five:

You’d been shocked to discover upon receiving your third test back, that you had somehow managed to score the highest in the entire class. And now, you’re even more shocked to find that Jaehyun has a few cunnilingus tricks up his sleeve that he hadn’t shown you in your first two strictly oral encounters.

His face is buried between your thighs, his lips wrapped around your clit while his fingers are pumping into your wet core. He angles his digits upward, crooking them in a way that has your whole body tingling-

He’d told you he wanted to make you squirt, you know, as a real celebration after your high marks, and at first, you hadn’t quite believed it would happen.

You’ve never squirted, and no man has ever taken the time to work that sort of thing out of you-

Yet here you are, feeling the first few dribbles splooshing out of your core and onto Jaehyun’s fingers.

It’s an intense pressure, but a completely welcomed one, and it makes your entire body tense with pleasure as he continued to finger fuck wetness out of you, his mouth never leaving your clit.

The sounds you’re making are obscene, but you can’t help yourself, can’t bring yourself to care about noise complaints or people hearing you-

You deserve this after scoring so well on your physics test, and you’ll be damned if you tell Jaehyun to stop or slow down.

“Fuck,” Jaehyun groans, pulling away from your clit to look down at you. “That’s it, baby, let it out.”

God, his dirty talk? It’s gotten better- or maybe you were both just not very verbal before, maybe when things were strictly business you were both holding back a lot of talents in the sexual scheme of things.

You release a whimper, more squirt gushing out of you and onto his hand.

“You look so fucking hot like this,” Jaehyun tells you, his mouth returning to your clit.

The past few times, losing yourself to him eating you out had been easy- but this time, you’re aware that finals are looming on the horizon. You’re not going to see Jaehyun for a couple of weeks, and after pleasure like this, you’re not sure you have the patience to wait that long.

You’re also keenly aware that this will be the third time Jaehyun leaves your house with blue-balls, and while he doesn’t make a big deal about it, you still feel bad.

This whole thing has definitely gotten more complicated, and you have the sneaking suspicion that when finals are over, and you finally get to fuck- they’re going to get a whole lot more confusing.

Six:

Jaehyun is about four hours into studying for his marine biology final when your ringtone sounds through his room.

He releases a groan, because sure, you’re a welcome distraction- but the mere thought of you is enough to give him a half chub and about two hours of distracted thoughts.

“Hey,” he sighs, answering his phone and putting it on speaker next to his text book.

“Hey,” you respond. “Studying?”

“Yup, you?”

“Trying to study,” you release a deep breath. “So… No Nut November has been over for a couple of days, how are you feeling?”

Jaehyun groans, putting his head in his hands. “Like I’m about to bust.”

“So come over?”

Jaehyun’s gaze turns to his phone. The temptation is overwhelming- and he can almost imagine how good your wet pussy is going to feel around his cock- how big his load is going to be when he buries it deep inside of you-

“We both know I can’t do that,” he sighs.

“Why not?”

“I told you, I’m not a floozy.” Jaehyun can’t help the chuckle that escapes him at his own words. He kind of enjoys this whole teasing game of not being the guy who puts out unless you do well on tests. He also kind of enjoys it when you release an irritated sigh.

“Be serious,” you insist.

“In all seriousness,” Jaehyun says. “We both know we can’t see each other until after our finals in three days.”

“But three days is so long away! That’s like seventy-two hours from now!” 

“You’re not going to be awake for all seventy-two of those hours though,” Jaehyun grins.

A grumble escapes you. “You know what I mean.”

Jaehyun can feel his cock beginning to rise in his pants, and he knows he has to cut this call short-

“Well, if you’re not going to come be my stress relief, maybe I’ll have to do it myself,” you tell him.

“Huh?”

“I’m rubbing my clit right now, and you wouldn’t believe how fucking wet I am for you. Been thinking about you for hours.”

“Fuck,” Jaehyun groans.

“It would be an awful shame if you didn’t come and fuck me stupid.” 

“I’ve got to go,” the marine biology major says, and it takes every ounce of his determination for the words to leave his lips.

“For a frat boy, you can be such a prude, Jaehyun.”

“I’m just focusing on something we both agreed a year ago. We both said school comes first. We both said grades above sex, and I’m just keeping us both in line with that intention.”

“I’ll try not to be too upset about this, because you’re right, and I hate that you’re right,” you sigh. “Good luck studying, I’ll see you in seventy-two hours.”

You hang up, and Jaehyun lets out a breath he hadn’t even known he’d been holding.

He looks down at his rock hard cock, which is pressing up against the fabric of his sweat pants, and with one last surge of determination, he goes back to his text book. 

Seven:

You finished your final two hours ago, and you’re now just laying on your couch. Your mind is pretty much blank, your body exhausted- and that’s when there’s a knock on your door.

You release a groan, forcing yourself to your feet.

While you know you’re going to see Jaehyun sometime soon, you definitely don’t expect him to be on your doorstep, and you’re at a loss for words as you stare at him.

“How bad was your final, baby, you’ve got a whole ‘thousand yard stare’ going on,” Jaehyun grins.

“You’re here,” you force out, so shocked that you still don’t know what to say.

“I’m here, and even though your final is done, it looks like you need stress relief.”

A tingle rushes through you, and you nod eagerly, pushing your door open wider so he can enter your apartment.

“How- how was your final?” you ask.

“Wasn’t so bad,” he shrugs, “And don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying marine biology is easy, but it’s not physics.” 

“Jae?”

“Uh huh?”

“I’m so exhausted.” The words come out of your mouth and you break a little, your shoulders slumping. “I won’t have results for a couple of weeks and I don’t know if I did well, and I know you have this whole, ‘I’m not a floozy’ running joke thing-”

“Baby, I’m here to fuck you, don’t worry about getting an eighty-six percent, I’m taking care of you right now even if you failed. Do you think you failed?”

“I don’t think so-”

“And you were highest in your whole class on the last test, so let out a breath, shake off the anxiety, and for the first time in two months, let’s just enjoy fucking, okay?���

“Okay.”

You let Jaehyun grab your hand and he leads you to your bedroom. Once there, he begins to kiss you. He cradles you against his chest, and it’s the most passionate lip lock you’ve ever shared with the marine biology major.

His hands stroke your body, and it’s not some quick tearing off of clothes- no, this time, it’s clear he wants to go slow. 

You stroke his muscles, massaging his shoulders through the heavy fabric of his hoodie. The motion makes Jaehyun groan, and he removes the layer, tossing it onto the floor before wrapping you in his arms again.

One of his hands moves to cup your cheek, and he slowly guides you to your bed. He lays you down before getting on top of you. Your thighs wrap around his hips, and you groan at the first amount of pressure on your sleeping short covered core.

The kiss deepens, but it’s not the kind of erratic and eager lip lock, it’s calculated, passionate, and in a way- loving.

Jaehyun cares about you, of that, you are certain. He cares enough to make this experience an act of worship, of self care, to balance out the absolute shit show that was your physics final, and you really appreciate the attention to detail that he’s putting into this.

His hand slips under your shirt, toying with your breast.

You’d been planning on having a nap, so you’re only wearing a shirt and shorts, no underwear or bra, and the sensation of his fingers playing with your nipple is the most relief you’ve had in a week.

You whimper, breaking the kiss to wiggle under him, hoping for more pressure on your pussy.

Jaehyun’s lips move to your throat. “Proud of you,” he whispers. “I’m sure you did well today.”

You don’t even know what to say, all you can do is moan in response, your brain too fried from your exam to think of words.

“Gonna get you naked,” Jaehyun tells you next. “You good with that?”

“Yes, please.”

Jaehyun pulls away, adjusting so he can slip your shorts off. You work on your shirt, and in moments, you’re naked for him. Then, Jaehyun begins to strip, joining you in nudity before getting onto the bed again.

His lips find yours, and his hand slips between your thighs. His fingers tease your clit, making you whimper against his lips.

If this was Jaehyun from three months ago, his cock would already be inside of you, and you’re reminded again that a November full of foreplay has changed your relationship. He’s more caring with you now, and you kind of love it, especially after the day you’ve had.

His digits slip into your pussy, working you open, and his palm continues to put the right amount of pressure on your clit.

His mouth moves to your throat, giving you space to moan and fill the room with sounds of pleasure.

He begins to do the motion he did when he made you squirt, and soon, that pressure in your abdomen is reaching a breaking point. You can feel the small gush as it wets your inner thighs, pleasure consuming you with the release.

Jaehyun descends to your breasts, sucking on your nipple gently before continuing to kiss down- he gets all the way to your pussy, and he pulls out his fingers in favour of licking your slit.

You whimper desperately as he takes position between your thighs, hands massaging the muscles there and keeping you pinned as he eats you out.

When you look down, you notice his eyes are closed. He’s fully immersed in the act of pleasuring you, and it makes everything feel better.

You give in to the sensation, mind going blank, body going numb except for the feeling of intense pressure that’s beginning to build in the pit of your stomach.

His lips suction around your clit, tongue flicking the sensitive bud, and your own hips begin to wiggle. You’re grinding down against his face, breathing hard as your orgasm becomes closer and closer-

There’s a difference between squirting and a clit orgasm, and while squirting had felt really good, this is about to feel even better.

You try not to put pressure on yourself, and that’s something you’ve learned this past month with Jaehyun.

He could stay between your thighs for half an hour and not get upset that you haven’t cum yet- however, you know it won’t take that long.

You give in to the feelings in your body, focusing on the pleasure as it builds and builds-

“Jae,” you whimper. “I’m close!”

He growls against your clit, sucking even harder, and that’s when you explode.

You release a gasp, the tension in your abdomen snapping as your clit begins to throb, sending delicious pleasure surging through your entire form.

Your thighs threaten to close around Jaehyun’s head but he holds you steady, working you through your orgasm.

The feeling of his tongue on your core isn’t one you ever want to give up, and Jaehyun’s the type of man who doesn’t like to lose- no, he continues to eat you out until you’re finished, until you’re pushing at his head, begging for his cock.

“Please, Jae,” you whimper. “I need you so bad.”

“I need you too, baby,” he nods, swallowing thickly as he adjusts on the bed, getting between your thighs again.

He looks down at you as he positions the head of his cock against your pussy. 

There’s a wordless agreement between the two of you as you stare into each other’s eyes, and Jaehyun slowly pushes into you.

You gasp loudly at the stretch, grabbing at his shoulders to steady yourself.

Nothing but fingers have been inside of you for a month, and the stretch is perfect as Jaehyun’s large cock fills up your core.

“Good?” Jaehyun asks with a grin.

“So good!”

His lips find your throat, and he sucks on your sweet spot, making you grip his shoulders even tighter.

Nothing has ever felt this intimate. You’re clinging to Jaehyun like a life line, your hearts trying to push through your pressed ribcages to meet, as if they were always meant to be one.

There are a thousand emotions bubbling up inside of you, but none of them can be vocalized, all you can do is pant in his ear as he lavishes on you, taking away all your stress. 

He begins to fuck you, starting slow as your body adjusts. You can hear him groaning as he licks your sweet spot, the muscles of his shoulders tensing with effort as he holds himself over you.

You get the sneaking suspicion that he’s very much holding back- that this slow build up is torture for the man who hasn’t gotten his cock wet in over a month.

“Let go, Jae,” you whisper, stroking his hair. “Fuck me stupid, you promised you would.”

Jaehyun releases a groan, pulling away from your throat to look down at you. “After all of this, we need to talk.”

“Huh?” your heart sinks in your chest.

“It’s nothing bad,” he’s quick to assure you, obviously having read your scared expression. “Just, fuck- look, I’ve been thinking- this month has proven we can get good marks and also be fucking, be more than fucking- and I just- I was thinking maybe we could try actually dating, if you wanted.” 

“Jae-” your voice cracks.

“You don’t have to answer now-”

“Let’s do it,” you nod. “I want to try that with you.”

“Thank god.” You can practically see the relief in the way he exhales, and then he presses his lips to yours, beginning to fuck you even harder.

You wrap your arms tight around his shoulders, kissing him deeply as he rails you. Your whole bed is shaking with each powerful thrust, and the pleasure of his cock inside of you mixes with the emotional ecstasy that had been triggered by the notion of dating.

You seriously feel like you’re on cloud nine, and it’s such a massive contrast to how you’d felt even an hour ago.

This man can change your entire mood, and you kind of love that. All your stress has melted away, because of his targeted effort to lift you back onto your feet after such a devastating final exam. 

He cares about you, you can feel it in the way his hips move, the way his lips caress your own. You can even hear it in his deep groans, all his inhibitions going out the window as he gives himself to you completely.

There’s also something to be said about fucking missionary.

When you’d first had sex, you’d done it doggy, not wanting to be staring at each other, not wanting to feel too emotionally connected as you looked into each other’s eyes-

So much has changed in the best possible way, the two of you pressed chest to chest, pressed so tight it’s as if you want to consume each other.

You’re connected, like puzzle pieces, and each thrust has Jaehyun hitting a spot deep inside of you that makes you feel so completely whole.

You’re both gasping into your kisses now, the tension rising by the second-

“Fuck, I haven’t cum in so long-” Jaehyun groans, breaking the kiss to press his forehead against yours.

“Then fill me up, Jae,” you whimper, stroking his hair and strong shoulders. “Give me all of it.”

“Fuck.”  

“I want this,” you tell him. “I want you so bad.”

He lets out a shuddery breath, and then he kisses you, grunting deeply- the last three thrusts are powerful yet erratic, and his entire body shivers as he falls over the edge. You can feel him filling you up, shooting rope upon rope of cum deep into your core.

Your legs wrap tightly around his hips, keeping him buried to the hilt inside of you, and you press kisses along his face, stroking his hair.

His orgasm lasts five or so seconds, and you can tell from the tension in his muscles that it’s an intense one. He all but slumps over you when he finishes, breathing hard against your skin as he buries his face by your throat.

“Fuck.”

“You can say that again,” you laugh. 

Usually, when Jaehyun and you finish up having sex, he immediately goes home and you go to shower, but today, you hold him close, keeping him wrapped in your embrace.

Neither of you say anything as you wait for your hearts to slow down, and you continue to press little kisses along his skin.

“How about we shower then cuddle and watch a movie?” you ask.

“Baby,” Jaehyun releases a small chuckle, “I would love that more than anything.”

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You can tell that Jaehyun is struggling. His end of the year final is coming up, and he’s as anxious as you’ve ever seen him. 

You’ve done your best to support him with studying, but after everything you’ve learned at the start of your relationship last year, you think you might just know the best way to help him focus.

“Jae?” you call, looking at your boyfriend as he studies at the table by your bed. “How’s it coming along?”

He releases a deep sigh. “Not great.”

You approach him, resting against the table. “Anything I can do to help?”

“Probably not,” he groans.

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“The Cat-Parent Trap” by @bluehoodiewoozi

Gender unspecified || Romance, fluff || W.C: 8.3k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･You start feeding what appears to be a pair of neighbourhood cats. Turns out they belong to the cute guy living in the rooftop apartment.

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“Sweetest Thing” by @dokries

Gn!reader || uni au, strangers/classmates to lovers, fluff || W.C: 7.5k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･when you finally find out the name of the cute regular who never buys anything, you don’t expect to get to know him better…or for him to be so sweet.

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“Remember When” by @multi-kpop-fanfics

Fem!reader || 70s au, childhood friends to lovers to exes, fluff, comedy, angst, suggestive || W.C: 10.5k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･growing up in the suburbs of Athens during the seventies was turbulent to say the least - but is it turbulent enough to break the backyard trio friendship? only time could tell.

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“Guilty As Sin” by @heechwe

Fem!reader || coworker au, friends to lovers, semi-unrequited love, smut || W.C: 7.5k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Never in a million years did you think you would have a crush on your friend and best friend's boyfriend. But sometimes what is in your heart springs up at the worst times.

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“Hit” by @smileysuh

Afab!reader || frat au, friends to lovers, love triangle, smut || W.C: 9.1k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･You might not be great at taking the large bong your frat friends pass around at parties, but Vernon has at least one pipe you can handle ;)

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“Or, Would You Rather It Be Me?” by @thepixelelf

Uni au, soulmate au, romance || W.C: 7.9k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･A detested soulmark, a friendship over a decade in the making, and an unexpected proposal from one friend to another... what could possibly go wrong?

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“Divorce Child” by @lovelyhan

Exes to lovers, mutual pining, fluff, smut || W.C: 9.2k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･you like to think that your most recent breakup with vernon ended on relatively good terms. there’s only one issue left to sort out: who’s getting custody of the cat you got together?

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“Buy A Boyfriend” by @sluttywoozi

[Series] || Gn!reader || camboy au, smut, fluff || Parts: 4 || Total W.C: ~16.7k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Being a professional boyfriend on SVTHub is great - all Vernon has to do is respond to a few texts, send out a couple selfies, do a stream every now and then, and he makes enough to cover tuition. Things get a little tricky when he finds himself wishing he actually was your boyfriend.

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“Hello, Darling” by @sailorrhansol

Afab!reader || friends to lovers, supernatural, thriller, smut, angst || W.C: 21.5k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Vernon has been one of your best friends for years. Shy, quiet and calm, he’s always been a steady rock for you. He has no idea you’re in love with him, but that’s neither here nor there. After a strange series of events on Halloween night, Vernon seems a little… different, and the new version of him both terrifies and thrills you. 

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“Vernon And The Beastly Heir” by @bitchlessdino

Afab!reader || beauty and the beast au, fantasy, angst, smut || W.C: 9.5k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Everyone knows the story of beauty and the beast. Well, that was your parents and now you're attending college with the son of Gaston of all people. You're ready to start fresh with him but it seems like all he wants to do is kill you.

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“Connect” by @chocosvt

Future au, angst, heavy fluff, mutual pining, elements of futuristic/dystopian society || W.C: 6.5k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･hansol is the first cyborg you’ve ever met. he seems human enough, but clearly a little damaged on the inside, and you wonder if he’s ever known what it’s like to be loved. 

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“Emotionally Unavailable” by @dkisms

Afab!reader || brother's best friend, fluff, smut, light angst || W.C: 8.4k

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“Fleeing Feelings” by @diamonddaze01

Fem!reader || uni au, best friends/idiots to lovers || W.C: 9.6k

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･so you might have told vernon you loved him while drunk – now all you have to do is avoid him. forever. 

Please let me know if the links have any problems~

[nathaslosthershit]

Long Distance (LN4)

Summary: Long distance relationships are hard, especially when they both have very time consuming careers

Warnings; Angst (a whole lot), no happy ending in this part (will happen in pt 2)

Request: hi!! requesting a lando norris x female uni!reader if possible reader being a medical student or a one of the engineers on the paddock 🧍🏻‍♀️

Lando wasn’t known for being the smartest on the grid. He, like many other drivers, had only a few years of school to his name. But that still hadn’t stopped him from being able to somehow ‘woo’ a woman quite the opposite. 

His girlfriend was currently in her last year of medical school. While he was unbelievably proud of how far she had come, the difficulties of long distance have gotten to both of them, and there wasn’t much hope once she graduated and was off to a medical training program. With her studying for finals and Lando being off to a new country every two weeks for Grand Prixs, their relationship has been rocky to say the least.

Constant lack of communication and missing each other's calls had led them to have tons of unspoken dialogue. Each unanswered call created the smallest bit of resentment that just continued to grow and grow. 

No more sweet ‘goodmorning’ or ‘goodnight’ texts, no more wishing her well before a big test, no more sending ‘good luck baby!’ before qualifying. Just a few ‘how are you doing?’ and other bland messages you’d send to a coworker, not your significant other. 

After weeks of little communication, they had finally scheduled a ‘zoom date’. Not particularly the most romantic date they had been on, but it's the best they could do with their schedules. Lando called in late at night for him while his girlfriend had a lunch break in between labs. Time zones be damned.

Lando was 25 minutes late leaving only 35 minutes to actually talk to one another.

Her wifi was spotty so it kept freezing.

Finally, with only 5 minutes left, Lando decided to make a joke that there is no reason for her to continue going to labs, as he would be happy to be her ‘sugar daddy’. This was not very well received by his girlfriend, who responded with a quick “fuck you” and hung up early.

Lando was joking, a bit. He loved his girlfriend and saw a future with her, he just couldn’t stand long distance and any job in the medical field was bound to take up most of your time. He wanted her, but he also wanted someone who could be by his side on race day. That just wasn’t something that was possibly currently. 

He supported her. He loved to brag about how smart she was and how she was so dedicated to helping people. But that came with setbacks.

After a quick message from Lando (‘I was kidding darling. You know how proud I am of you. Lighten up a little, yeah?’), which she ignored, she was off to her labs in a worse mood than before. Things couldn’t go on like this. 

He hadn’t heard from her in three days. His “how are you, love?” and “Miss you lots. Hope your class is going better than my neck training :(“ went unanswered. She knew she was being petty, but maybe a relationship was just too hard for her life currently. 

After three long and stressful days of silence, she called him. With no message asking what she needed to speak about, Lando feared he already knew.

“We can’t keep doing this” She said after they quickly exchanged a ‘hi, how are you?’ ‘I'm good, how are you?’. 

“Baby, I told you it was just a-”

“I know that Lando! It's just that this isn’t the first time you have mentioned me quitting my career to be your housewife or whatever unrealistic idea you have stuck in your head.”

“I don’t need you to be a housewife! I don’t want that for you. I just try to let you know that you don’t need to worry about your future as much because I will always be there to help you.”

“But I want a career! I want to work hard so I can have a good future. You need to get it into your head that your career isn’t the only important one.”

“I don’t think that! Me wanting to let you know that I support you no matter what isn't diminishing your career plans! It would be nice if you started to show a little more support. I am so sick and tired of all our conversations revolving around you and how your day was. If classes are rough, or you are stressed, you don’t respond to me. I never know where I land with you. But god forbid I try to mention how hard my day was. I am just as sick of it.”

She didn’t know how to respond. It seems that all the times she has been more focused on how she was feeling she completely forgot to check on how he was doing. Before she can even muster out an apology, Lando jumps back in.

“Maybe you are right. I don’t think I can do this either. Not anymore.” He feels his stomach dropping as he says the words, not fully meaning them.

There is a long silence, moments where she wants to apologize, to try and reconcile. In that moment all of the good memories of their relationship come flashing back to her, as if her mind is begging her to do something. But she doesn’t. 

“Then I guess this is it.” She finally says. 

“I guess so.”

Part 2 out now!

[cynthiav06]

I feel like Percy and Annabeth’s goals for the future don’t line up. Percy never struck me as the type to want to go to uni, and if he did he would 100% hate marine bio. In Chalice he’s complaining about having tons of chemistry homework, when studying marine science at uni means you have to do LOTS of chem. He says that he needs to study so he can go to college and be with Annabeth, but it’s never about what he personally will get out of it, just him not wanting to be separated from her. Doesn’t seem like a healthy dynamic in the long run.

Terribly sorry for the late response. Hopefully, this meets your expectations.

You are preaching to the choir at this point. Everyone and their mother, at least everyone who is not blind, is aware of how one-sided the goals of their relationship are.

If you observe not only is this the case with their goals but is a recurring pattern with all of Percy's opinions where either he doesn't voice them or Annabeth is dismissive of his opinions.

Almost all the problems with their relationship arise with how Percy doesn't voice his opinions and goes along with whatever Annabeth asks. And Annaebeth also assumes that only her own opinions count, and since Percy is a bit less knowledgeable than her, he has no opinions.

Despite Percy being a far better strategist than Annabeth and arguably smarter Annabeth almost never gives him the proper credit he deserves.

She is always either openly or subtly degrading his intelligence on literally no basis.

Annabeth is also extremely overbearing about studies towards Percy and openly condescending. When time comes for them to actually go to college, Percy easily gets a better grade than Annabeth, and she insinuates how seaweed brain is a substitute to some degree of the word dumb.

And if people still doubt that Percy has different ideas about his future, they only need to read Chalice of the gods. He is clearly fed up by the studies and the college schedule and isn't very intent on going to college, especially since Estelle is due soon, and he wants to first and foremost remain with Sally, Paul and Estelle his family.

Percy has time and again highlighted that if it were up to him, he would choose to do whatever he pleases at his leisure, which has very little to do with studies. Even in the case of marine biology, I second the opinion that he wouldn't enjoy it. Partially because Percy hates the objectification of aquatic creatures. He can't stand aquariums, and he is most definitely not going to enjoy the study and dissection of marine creatures.

Also, Percy, being ready to drop everything to move to New Rome, is completely out of character and literally illogical on Rick's part.

Annabeth has also repeatedly made known that she wishes to be involved at the centre of all things godly I.e more quests and wishes to pursue her interests more so than anything which is directly the inverse of Percy wanting a complete vacation and zero stress.

All in all, not only are Percy and Annabeth's goals opposite and incompatible, we can repeatedly see only Percy trying to make some compromise while Annabeth's hubris blinds her.

It's clear that they will never see eye to eye on many important things that make a relationship, and blind percabeth stans need to accept it.

[orangez3st]

Welcome to Vau's! - Chapter 1

Fries & Rings

Delta Squad × OC | Modern AU | Fast Food Worker AU

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✧ Chapter Summary: Raye's first time at Vau's—a local fast food place that everybody else at hometown seems to go to.

✧ Warnings: maybe US military thingy inaccuracies bcs I'm not from there and curse words, other than that; none :)

✧ Word Count: 2.7k

COLLAB WITH @carbon-corrie | Credits: OC Paisley Jettster and the amazing header image belongs to Carbon, as well as some prompts and/or dialogue lines!

“Seven months of Oki deployment and first thing you do when you got home is driving out for greasy food.”

“Yup,” Eli says, popping the ‘p’.

Raye scoffs from the passenger seat. “And not a fucking nap.”

“Ay. Language, Raye.” Even with his focus on the neighborhood road ahead, Eli points a scolding finger at her—a sign that the traffic is not his sole focus at all. “I'm still your older brother.”

“It's literally nothing more than whatever you've said during service.”

“We don't curse as much in the Marines, trust me.”

Raye glares at him. At his stupid military regulations high-and-tight haircut and the smug smile lines because he's a goof of a brother. No idea how he's managed to maintain his sense of humor from being a goddamn Marine. From all she knows, it’s all horrors. Especially when one gets Okinawa. But at least Eli's come home alive and totally not spooked by those well-known urban legends. Or maybe he's immune to it already. He's a goof. A fearless goof. He makes a damn good Marine, and has been, for the last 6 years.

She tries to remind herself of that. Nothing beats one of those moments when he popped up at her uni like those emotional homecoming videos. At least in one of them she cried like a baby.

“How good is this place anyway?” Raye then asks.

Eli smirks, glancing her way. “Local pride. They do fried stuff and wraps. Run by a few guys I know. You remember Fixer, that guy from the cyber club in high school? My guy’s the line cook. That guy can cook.” Somehow he can feel he's about to ramble off though, and it's gonna be less helpful than the last thing said. He's just fanboying. “They’re good. Really good. No approval from Abuela, but Vau’s is my favorite.”

“And you're telling me just now,” Raye deadpans, betrayed as ever that Eli’s been keeping this from her for a while. But as any other person who gets to guiltlessly think about greasy fast food, she’s down for it. “Right-o. Let's see if this could top Panda Express.”

“Different category, but yeah, okay. I think you'll find it great.”

Raye finds Eli's optimism uplifting. And out of place—considering he's a Marine. Uni may not be as harsh as his unit deployment program—UDP—and the occasional local paranormal shit they go through, but she's happy that he's happy. Mainly because they get to spend summer break together. Family time, casual catching up, the banter and the bullying. So; sometimes it's enough.

And no, Raye has never heard of Vau’s. She's been living away in Austin with Riyo, the distant family on Dad's side, before she moved back home for college. So a local chain where every neighborhood is crowded with McDonald's and Taco Bell and a few other variations is a foreign concept. But she admires the entrepreneurship spirit. Definitely a family business. A touch near what's defined as gas station food.

Eli drives the car into the lot. The exterior looks nearly hauntingly similar to the other black and red franchise, but more black and more yellow. Neon signs. It's actually cute. And it's got a hecking drive-thru. What kind of family-run food chain invested in a drive-thru? It's clever. It's really up competing against other drive-thrus.

“Oh, looks packed,” Eli muses, scanning around the lot and clocking cars and bikes alike. He punches through the empty lane and gets his side of the window open as they reach the speaker, excitedly grinning all the way through like a child in a way that creeps Raye out and makes her want to smack it off his face.

“Welcome to Vau's, can I take your order?” 

Raye is keeping herself from jumping out of her seat because okay, look, a man's voice that deep was something she would never expect coming out from a drive thru speaker. Fair, because everything's been light and polite. This one's fucking robust and probably ready to grab you through the damn thing.

Eli snorts into his hand. “One extra large of your sass for the day, Sev.”

A pause. Then; a hard, exaggerated sigh. It seems like the guy on the other end makes sure the sigh gets through.

“You again, Estrada?”

“Bro, what do you mean you again Estrada, huh? Gone seven months and that's quite a cheerful greeting you got there for me, bro.”

“And you're still alive?”

Eli rolls his eyes dramatically—rolling his neck and all—and peers Raye’s way, jabbing a thumb toward the speaker. “Get a load of this guy,” he chuckles, “That's Sev. One of the guys. Fixer's brother.”

Raye is still comprehending it all.

“Need you to squawk your order now ‘cause you're holding the line, Estrada.”

Almost as if they're twins, both siblings turn their backs. Empty lane.

“Ain't nobody behind us, man, chill out,” Eli says, still with the same shit eating grin.

“Yeah, but I wanna be done with you. Preferably face to face.” Sev’s already gruff tone is almost scolding, but given Eli's sugar-high expression not dissolving any time soon, Raye can tell they obviously go way back. It's a wonder she hadn't met them before. “Got ghost stories to show the class, Staff Sergeant?”

“Hell yeah. It's Camp Schwab. ‘Course I've got some, man.”

“Neat,” Sev says, not missing a beat. “You not coming in?”

Eli sighs sadly—loudly. “Nah I’m getting my usual wrap and fries and go to nap till next week.”

“Makes two of us. One double chili chicken wrap and fries. Coke?”

“Yeah, please. Large fries. Actually—do half and half with the onion rings. Large, that. And Coke. Hold on for a sec.” Eli nudges her with his elbow gently. “Ay, Raye. Whatchu getting?”

She leans across the console plus Eli himself to get a good look at the menu panels, chocolate-toned hair already threatening to escape the hair clip atop her head. And Eli's right. Those wraps and fried sides are actually looking solid. And they've got cream soup, too. Package cream soup, most likely, but still; her favorite. Extra coleslaw, extra cheese dip, extra everything sauce on paid request. Her jaw aches, and her stomach suddenly feels empty.

“Uh,” Raye says loudly, “Number four with Dr Pepper please. Half and half of fries and rings, too. And extra coleslaw, ple—wait a sec.” She turns to Eli. “Is their coleslaw shitty?”

Her brother shakes his head. “Nope. All good. You'll love it.”

“Okay,” she says, leaning over again. “And extra coleslaw, please.”

“One number four; double fish nuggets wrap, medium fries and rings, Dr Pepper. Extra coleslaw. Did I get you right?”

“Yep.”

A moment of pause. “And this is the female Estrada offspring?”

Raye’s mouth falls agape. “That's an uncommon way of saying ‘sister’, man.”

“And you speak like him. Now there's two of you,” Sev complains.

She actually takes that personally, but she laughs it off—it’ll maybe turn into somewhat a medal of honor in the future. “Y’know,” she remarks, “Strange we haven't met before.”

“Elio stored dirty secrets. And I don't do introductions through a goddamn drive-thru speaker.” Because it's rude, right? Should involve a handshake or a fist bump or something. “Can I get you anything else, Estradas?”

Eli gives her a look like he's giving her a final out. “You sure about double wraps? It's bigger than the ones at McDonald's.”

“I'm starving, Eli.”

“Just as I hoped,” he grins maniacally before turning back to the speaker. “Nah man, that's it. Have a good day, bro!” And with that, he drives off to the payment post at a relatively slow speed. Raye slams back down in her seat, not bothering to put the seat belt back on, sighing.

“God, he's rude.”

“He's crude,” Eli corrects, finger jabbing toward the ceiling. “Among his brothers. But overall he's nice.”

Raye frowns hard. “Nice—?”

“He was a scout sniper. Same company that I'm in,” Eli explains. The air around them suddenly changes. A bit of northern hemisphere summer heat since he keeps his window open, and a bit of bleakness element of a military story that they know how it ends. “Honorably discharged. Fell on a deployment and permanently injured his leg. In the same year they decided to shut the school down and graduate the last Marine snipers, back in 2023.” He huffs, almost mourning. “Sucks. But he's living through it.”

Raye glances downward, her toes wiggling absently in her sliders. “And the leg?”

“Military-grade leg brace. Top shelf shit. Or at least, by Marine standards. Daddy’s a high-ranking officer, so he's got favors.”

“The dad?” Raye exclaims, “The guy who owns this place?”

They've reached the payment post, and Eli makes a quick swipe of his card to have it done. “The one and only,” he says, neatly placing the card back into his wallet and tossing it onto the console. “Walon’s a no nonsense guy, but he loves his kids. Met him a couple of times in Lejeune. MARSOC officer.”

“Wow,” Raye awes. Having a Marine brother got her into military structures along with its abbreviations and lingo. Big brain picks up easily. MARSOC is the specops command. That makes that these guys are raised with utter discipline. And maybe with dark humor and occasional shenanigans as a way to cope, as well.

Raye is expecting no more surprises when pulling up to the pickup window—at least not someone that Eli knows, like the guy at the payment post that's clearly someone he doesn't know.

Yeah. No.

This one guy looks like that one who would blow air horns and pop at least three confettis upon entry and play Xenogenesis outro when he's gonna bail.

He claps loudly. “Well well, look who it is.” Guy rocks this shit eating grin that eerily reminds her of her own brother when he's pulling the most horrendous prank in his teens and wide mohawk with fades that haven't been clipped for two weeks. “Made it back from Schwab in one piece with no single spooked bone in his body. I think you owe us one of those new stories, Eli!”

“Scorch.” They shake each other's forearms with a dull clap, Eli's grin matching the other guy's. “Stories next time, baby. Cross my heart.”

“Holding onto your word,” he nods triumphantly. It takes him another second to notice Raye's presence hovering over the console with a curious eyebrow-raise. His amber brown eyes are shining. “Hey, there. I'm Scorch.” He extends out a hand, leaning past the window and far down to reach her. “Sev mentioned that Staff Sergeant Goofball here brought the sister along. Nice to finally meet ya.”

She snorts at the nickname. “Yeah, same. I'm Raye.” She shakes his hand, pulling a tight smile. “Finally, right? Weird he hadn't introduced you lot yet back then. Honestly it feels sucky.”

“Ay, I'm right here,” Eli complains, “You were in Austin back then.”

“Sshhh…” Scorch, still leaning over the window, presses a finger against Eli's lips. “You have the right to remain silent,” he whispers dramatically.

Raye shakes her head, her laughter muffled poorly. “Yo your bromance is grossing me out already.”

“Ay, Raye. Mouth filters, por favor,” Eli chastises, slapping Scorch away from the car interior. Then he seems to be stunned, Raye is unable to see the way both his eyebrows scrunched as he scrutinizes the printed sheet of paper taped on the window. “Scorch.”

“Hm?”

Eli nods in its direction. “That new?”

“Oh, this?” Scorch leans over to make sure that the active Marine is talking about the vacancy notice that he printed at 4 AM yesterday—he was so immersed in Galactic Contention that he forgot. “Yeah. We need a new guy. Last one quit because she couldn't handle Sev's asshole attitude, can you believe that?”

“Sev? Asshole?” Eli snorts. “Sounds like something that came out of fucking Oxford dictionary.” Raye rolls her eyes. So much for not cursing too much. “Word and definition, side by side. Can't blame her.”

“Unable to maintain the workplace harmony and stuff. Couldn't get along. Beef every day with either Fixer or Sev. Boss wanted to fire right away, but Addy had us wait. And she waltzed out on her own! Never mind those. She never made it to the employee of the month board anyway.”

And then there's silence. Raye finds it odd since she has just discovered that Scorch is the guy who Eli gets along the most with—both being chatterboxes—and she can almost hear the gears inside her brother's head turn.

“Raye,” Eli then says, jabbing a thumb not at Scorch but in the general direction of the fast food place. “You… wanna?”

Raye blinks. “Me? Working at Vau’s?”

“Yeah, I mean you're on summer break, you need something to do.” Eli seems to be past critical decision-making already. A generally good brother. Enough bullying, enough fighting, enough thinking about her, watching her back as needed. He's always thoughtful when it comes about her. But this time it's around his friends—friends he trusts. “That's easy and open opportunity for you to get out of the house.”

Scorch hums in agreement. “I can talk to Boss, if you want. And hey.” He subtly points at her, a kind smile lifting his lips. “Relative to a fellow Marine—that’s standard. Honor and stuff. Our dad's a Marine. And the Estradas have always been good friends with us—family friends. We need someone we can trust that won't beef with any of us, and we can make it all smooth for ya.”

Smooth path, indeed. “I'll see about that beef,” Raye smirks, plopping back down to her seat to find something for her back. It's getting sore.

“Oh you'll love us,” Scorch winks. “Just don't touch Sev. He's got his own lady friend already.”

“Damn. Your brother still gettin’ it goin’ with Paisley Jettster?”

“Yep. In their own world.”

“Holy shit. The balls. The competition’s heiress.”

Scorch shrugs one shoulder. “Eh, he's crazy like that. Not new. And because of that; she's just as crazy.” He then slaps his palms loudly onto the counter, once again his smile morphs into a massive grin. “So? Raye? Whatcha think? I'll see you sooner than I thought in our fast food pride and joy?”

She's starving. The answer to that question has to be placed in the back burner. But honestly… it's tempting. “Yeah okay, I'll think about it.”

“Oh come on, you already did,” Eli teases.

“Just drop by when you're actually done thinking. I'll tell Boss so he'd know,” Scorch says. Suddenly he scrambles around, reaching off to the side for two paper bags. “Also here's your food. Damn. Almost forgot with the catch-up. Now piss off Elio, you're holding the line! Enjoy your wraps!”

They're holding the line alright because there are two cars behind them. After a stressful round of see you later alligator and its many sequels, Eli skids out of the lane and into the main street, releasing the biggest sigh of relief from the deepest caverns of his empty stomach. Raye reaches into the bag for the modest-sized packet for the fried sides, and totally not disappointed at the dominant peppery notes that stick to both fries and rings after she pops each into her mouth, one after the other.

“So what do you think?” Eli asks after a while, eyes on the road, keeping his hands respectfully to himself and not snagging her fries.

Now enjoying one of her fish nugget wraps—the apparently homemade coleslaw dressing tastes like heaven by the way—Raye watches the lines of houses in the neighborhood blurring by. “Yeah you're right,” she decides, “I think I'm in.”

At least Scorch is nice, so she'd try to bond with that one first. Sev is kinda spicy. She doesn't remember anything about Fixer aside that he stopped by in their house at least once for group homework with Eli, and she had zip idea about Boss. The other employees would either care or don't.

Eli glances at her twice in a quick succession. “Good! Good for you. They're nice and I trust them, y'know? You'll like them.”

He offers a fist bump, which she accepts. Eli smiles every damn day, but Raye knows which one is the you're gonna regret freeing me of my enclosure smile and a very, very proud smile.

“Also,” he clears his throat, “Also actually I'm asking your opinion about the fries. Good, yeah?”

Raye, laughing, swats his arm playfully. “Yeah.” She'd definitely see the Vau brothers again pretty soon. “Yeah, this is all nice.”

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A/N: BAM SURPRISE DELTA LONGFIC WITH NEW OCS. This idea has been running around my head for a while. I'd like to thank Carbon for hyping me up to keep writing, and for accepting the collab invitation too, really (I'M SO HAPPY 😆💛). If you haven't checked her amazing art yet (how could you?!), she's @carbon-corrie! 💛

[deepinthegroves]

shifting exercise (pt. 2) ✧˖°

answering for my spiderverse reality (when i shift in).

i prefer an in between to heavy and soft makeup. part of my everyday look is black in my waterline with mascara and (slightly smudged) eyeshadow, my favourite blush and lip gloss.

an artist i'd love to watch play live is probably Chase Atlantic. I know they're a band, but they count right? If not them, I'd say Childish Gambino.

is my life dangerous? well... yes. kinda. being Spiderman obviously puts me in danger but i like to think i'm well equipped to deal with all that with my powers and all. it's enough to worry my loved ones if they knew, at least. other than that, the regular amount of danger that comes with being famous.

if I were to change an aspect of my life, I'd change the canon events. i know things will get messy and miguel yaps a lot about how canon events NEED to happen but if i could change it with no consequence, i'd prevent the deaths. we can keep the happy ones, like falling in love. only question is, how am i going to deal with liking hobie if i'm with peter??

how do i dress? i don't have a specific style, and it changes a lot from day to day. i don't like fitting in boxes, so no specific aesthetic for me! i just wear whatever i like and whatever i feel like wearing, of course, i make sure i look good first <3

am i popular? i like to think so! (and the millions of people following me on social media platforms should answer your question). i have a fanbase that has been built up over the years from my acting projects to my fashion magazine. they're really sweet too, and are willing to consume any project i put out there, no matter how experimental it is.

my mbti is either INTJ or INFJ. i think i swing between thinking and feeling a lot, and they are both important to me so yeah!

my favourite season is autumn. i like that it's cooler at that point, with pretty reds and oranges decorating the environment. halloween also happens in the fall, so there's that to look forward to.

am i an organised person? i'd say i'm in the middle. if everything is too messy, i'll lose my mind (and procrastinate forever). it overwhelms me when there are piles of stuff everywhere, and i hate it when they crash over – i respect those who survive in such mess but personally, i'd crash out. if things are too neat, however, it's going to end up in me not doing anything too. i'd be too caught up in trying to maintain the neatness that i wouldn't really dare to touch anything, and everything also wouldn't feel personal. i stay in the comfortable middle, where things have some order to them, but you'll also see a random stack of magazines hanging out on my nightstand next to a pile of necklaces hanging off of a lamp (i wear them everyday and it's just easier like that).

my occupation is that of a student and uh a celebrity? i guess? i'm not sure how to put my role into words but i act, sing, and run a fashion magazine while i'm in uni, studying writing and literature. it's a lot (especially on top of my Spiderman duties) but i love it. acting and singing has been on the back burner lately though, since i've put it on pause to focus on the other stuff.

an attractive aspect i admire is either creativity or smarts. i think they're both really important, and i love creative people. they are amazing, and are constantly cooking up ideas in their heads that are sometimes genius, and sometimes... not so genius. either ways, being creative is a trait i love in people. smarts-wise, i admire smart people so much. the way their brains churn, the way they catch onto things swiftly, it's just really amazing to me, especially when they see things from a pov i cannot.

i know how to play the piano and guitar. i've learnt the piano since i was around 3, since my parents sent all of my siblings to learn it because it was supposed to help with cognitive development, etc. etc. they never forced me to take any exams i don't want to (exams stress me out), so i never really ditched piano. i have grown too busy for lessons however, and my piano sits back in the family home where my siblings can play. mostly inspired by hobie and the want to play it since forever, i'm currently learning how to play the guitar. i pick up instruments really easily though (thanks to me scripting that), so it's really helping.

do i have a partner? a crush? it's obvious lol, but i've got a crush on hobie. i have a suspicion (and am terrified) that he is aware of it, but i don't know. i'm chill with being his friend for now though, and we're really close. i'm in love with him.

biggest ick? when someone tries to act all superior and traditionally masculine... it makes me throw up in my mouth a little. in my spiderverse reality, most people don't act that way, but there is a small demographic that still thinks this way and these weirdos randomly crawl into my dms or fangreets and it makes me wanna puke. oh and when they recognise me in public and are convinced i'd fall in love with them because they're amazing or something?? i have to resist the urge to get a restraining order each time.

what is a song that describes you? no idea. i have absolutely no idea. i have no kins and no song that describe me. i haven't found things that i relate to 100% so far.

something i carry 24/7 would be my lipgloss and keychains. the lipgloss is for when i need to top up, obviously, but i have very specific keychains i carry about. i have one that is basically hobie's guitar but as a keychain hooked up to my wallet, alongside a four-leaf clover keychain gifted by my parents. i also have little keychains of fictional characters i love on my purses, whether bought or handmade.

look into your bag/purse, whats in there? is it messy? organised? what bag is it? my purse is lowkey messy... i know what is in there, with my wet tissues to wallet and other necessities, but i have to dig around to find stuff sometimes. other things in my bag are: lipgloss, phone, notebook (with pen), perfume samples (i throw them in and never take them out), sweets, and sometimes a book.. i have no idea what kind of bag it is so i'm ignoring that question lol.

where do i spend most of my time at? either my apartment or my university? i mean, i go to school on weekdays and go home on the weekends, and i rarely visit my actual office because most work can be done remotely. other than that, maybe hobie's houseboat/ dimension and the spider society? idk, i hang out at a lot of places.

a person i feel safe(st) with would be hobie. not to make everything about him (which is hard because he consumes my thoughts...), but i really do feel safe around him. i know that he's got my back if need be and truly wants the best for me. he also lets me just vent to him sometimes and he is amazing at helping me work past problems so there's that. i hope i return that favour back. if not hobie, probably my family members – like with hobie, i know they've got my back.

a person i dislike would be miguel. i know, i know, i've said that every single time someone asks who i dislike but i stand by it. i understand where he is coming from. i do. i understand the fear and the need to keep things safe. but he is so stubborn and so insistent on his own views that it is infuriating a lot of the time. i only stick around to save people, i just tolerate him.

who is my closest friend? + description.. harry osborn is my best friend. i've known him since childhood, since our parents were business partners and casual friends, and i've grown up with him. i can never tell if he's blonde or brunette, and if you ask him, he just shrugs and tell you it's the lighting, the asshole. according to him, there's no "correct" lighting which is annoying because i'd be laughing and joking that he had a blonde moment and he'd say he's brunette so it doesn't apply, and yet when i ask him why he's doing some stupid shit, he shrugs and says he's blonde. we have a very interesting history lol – he's someone i'd throw my couch pillows at but he was also my first kiss so idk. harry osborn's my best friend.

my favourite time of the day would definitely be night. it's when i'm the most creative, and it's so peaceful. there's this sense of home? comfort? belonging? when i'm just chilling out in the dark, with just enough lighting that my eyes don't die, and doing my own thing. it's as if night keeps me company. i also used to talk to the night sky when i was younger.

if my friends described me in 5 words, they'd say.. passionate, creative, lowkey crazy, weird, and loving.

if i were to describe myself in 5 words, i'd say.. passionate, weird, loyal, creative and loving. scripted that my friends have accurate perceptions of me so we don't have this weird misunderstanding of who each other are and expect things that we can't fulfill.

someone i admire would be my mom. she's gone through a lot, and i get so infuriated at how the paparazzi treated her in the past, acting as if she doesn't deserve privacy just because she was pursuing her dreams of being a model and actress. she deserves every good thing that happens to her, and i honestly really look up to her because of how hard she worked to get to where she was.

what am i known for? i'd say my projects + being my mom and dad's child.

if i could broadcast a sentence to everyone in the world, i'd say to just love each other. while i believe that humans are made to love and hate and that both are important, love just really unites us all and allows us to extend empathy and grace and kindness to other human beings.

if you have an s/o, how'd you meet them? i met hobie at the spider society. he had spikes on top of his mask and i was intrigued by him. seeing how he was, talking back to miguel and stuff, i got curious (and built up some courage) and approached him. we hit it off then and became friends <3

a fond memory i have is family night with well, my family. its a compulsory event where one of my family members have to host and we'd all spend time together doing whatever and chatting. it makes sure that we don't drift apart and we can bring whoever we want (it'd be a serious thing though).

my biggest pet peeve are people who chew with their mouths open and when i can hear them smacking their lips. it just icks me out and i really hate it. it's why i can't watch asmr videos, i am simply overcome by disgust by the sounds and visuals.

the favourite item that i own would maybe be my journal maybe? it's gorg and has everything i want. or any of the luxury items and other stuff that i bought for myself that i really like idk.

for my pets, i actually have 5. i have four cats (damian, ebony, maddie and charlie) and a doberman (rocco). damian and rocco are currently staying with me because they are the ones who need the most personalised care that i know how to deal with, and the other three are staying with my siblings because without peter, i can't take care of them all fully with all the shit i'm juggling (mostly spiderman duties...).

i don't really have a favourite piece of clothing.. i just make sure i love my whole wardrobe and i'm not wasting my money buying things i can't wear and have to throw out after.

my favourite animal would be a fox, especially corsac or sechuran foxes. they're so cute!! and i love when they bark (?).

notes: wow this ended up really long.. if you read all the way to the end, i love you (/hj). and yes, i did skip over the fame questions because i think it's too long and i've yapped too much about that alr (it'd just end up being repetitive).

this is the shifting exercise by @zaddizu

div. credits: @jiyascepter

[just-a-little-cellist]

Hey its me who asked for your The Unexpected Guest, and it was brilliant! I love the idea of part 2 it makes more sense!

I loved your idea of once they get to Rivendell Thorins and readers feelings are explored and some spicy stuff happens

Thank you, and love your work!☺️x

(I'm really glad you enjoyed it! I'm really sorry for the wait for part 2 - uni work, work work and writer's block are not a great combo and I didn't want to rush this (this part also got WAY longer than I thought it would), plus I've made some minor edits to part 1 since I wasn't totally happy with it - been a hot minute since I wrote smut so I hope this is ok :D thank you all for being so patient and I hope you enjoy!!)

(link for part 1 - warning for NSFW content below, oral (m receiving), p in v sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it))

ghivashel - treasure of all treasures, amralime - my love

An Unexpected Guest pt.2 (Thorin x AFAB!fem!human!reader)

The journey to Rivendell was taxing on all of you, though you couldn't help but feel most sorry for Bilbo. The hobbit was so new to adventuring - you doubted he had ever been out of the Shire before now - and you had decided to support him wherever you could as a helping hand. Just helping him set up camp, saddling his pony in the morning, offering him water, little gestures seemed to make a difference in his demeanor.

Spending time with the hobbit to keep his morale up, especially after the troll attack, did mean that it was getting harder to find a spare moment with Thorin. The two of you had spoken much more frequently since his confession, and you wished for more time, but the whole group was in poor spirits as it was. While they were all happy for you, public displays of affection were just likely to irritate everyone further. And Thorin's burden of leadership would likely not be eased while you were still on the road. For the moment, all you could do was keep moving and offer comfort to whoever needed it.

Needless to say, arriving at Rivendell was a weight off your shoulders. Even if the dwarves tried to pick a fight with Elrond.

You had all taken your time to settle in and relax, having taken full advantage of the elves' hospitality (and you were forever grateful for being able to feel clean after the long journey). When the group of you were provided with dinner and the inevitable food fight broke out, you were happy to see how everyone's spirits had been lifted. However, you couldn't help but notice your One stood to the side. There was a content smile on his face, but you could easily see the tension that still bristled through him.

You soon found him after everybody had retreated to their rooms for the night. It was hard not to hear him - the pacing in his room seemed to echo through the hallway, if only slightly. Raising your hand, you softly knocked at the door, hoping that he wouldn't be too stubborn to talk to you.

"Come in."

Even his tone of voice betrayed his stress. He visibly relaxed when you entered the room though, shutting the door behind you, and you felt glad to at least be some comfort.

You smiled in greeting, and spoke softly. "Will you tell me what's going on with you?"

"I assure you, I am fine. Do not trouble yourself."

You closed the distance between you hesitantly, giving him the chance to back away, and took his hands. "Please, Thorin. I can see something is troubling you."

"I am just... concerned. About the future of this quest, about everyone's safety." You saw a struggle in his mind of not wanting to be vulnerable, but he seemed to give in, and sighed in defeat. "I fear that people are going to be hurt because of me."

"Oh, my love..." you breathed, pressing your forehead to his. "You are the best leader any of us could ask for, and I promise you that you will not be the cause of any hurt."

He gently pulled back and looked into your eyes. "You truly believe that?"

"Of course I do. Those in this company are strong and intelligent. Perhaps with the exception of your nephews," you chuckled, and Thorin couldn't help but smile. "They are all capable of making their own decisions. They knew the risks of coming along, but they have all chosen to join anyway because they saw a courageous dwarf that they wanted to follow."

"I only want to do right by my people."

"And you will. We all have faith in you."

He pressed his forehead to yours again. "You're far too good to me, ghivashel," he murmured.

"All I want is for you to be happy, my love."

And with that, you tilted your head up and kissed him, your fingers tracing his cheekbones as you pulled him closer. It wasn't rushed and clumsy, as it was when Thorin first confessed, but slow and loving, every movement of your lips against his a confession of love in itself. His hands found their way to your waist and pulled you flush against him, trying to feel as much of you as possible.

When you separated to take a breath, meeting his lust-filled gaze was all the encouragement you needed.

"I wonder if there's any way I could relieve some of your stress..." Your tone was playful as you slid your hands achingly slowly down Thorin's chest, and you heard him inhale as you stopped just at his hips.

"Amralime, are you sure? If we start I will not want to hold back."

"I trust you, Thorin." You smiled and nodded towards the double bed. "And we may as well take advantage of the luxury while we have it."

He smirked. "I'm beginning to think you came here just to bed me."

"Hey, I would never-"

Your sarcastic reply was cut off by him kissing you again, with a desperation you hadn't seen from him before. Maybe you had awakened something long kept under control, but any coherent thought of that was soon lost when he shrugged the furs off his shoulders and his fingers found the hem of your shirt.

Soon becoming restless feeling him trace the curves of your waist, you broke away from the kiss just long enough to tug your shirt off. Thorin did the same, and after some hurried fumbling between more stolen kisses, you were both undressed. His hands never left your body as he backed you up towards the bed.

"You are so beautiful, ghivashel..." he murmured, lips trailing along your jawline and down your neck. It was so easy to get lost in the sensation, but when he tried to sit you down on the bed, you stopped him.

"Tonight is about you, my love." You turned the two of you around and gently pushed him back to sit down, taking the time to admire his toned body as you knelt in front of him.

Thorin's eyes were wide with surprise and he almost looked as if he wanted to protest, but the twitch of his already hard cock gave him away.

"You... you don't have to-"

"I want to." His breath hitched when your lips traced his thigh, and you smiled. "Relax, my king..."

Any further protest was soon lost when you leaned forward and licked a long stripe up his length, wrenching a gasp from his lips. Your movements were slow, mapping out every inch of him with kitten licks until he was writhing impatiently before you, until you were done teasing and sucked his tip into your mouth.

The room was filled with the sounds of breathy groans and muttered Khuzdul that you could barely focus on as you continued. Thorin twisted his fingers into your hair when you began taking him inch by inch into your mouth - his grip was firm, but never controlling - and when you started bobbing your head he was certain that he must've been dreaming.

Looking up at him and pressing your thighs together to suppress your own arousal, you watched his head tilt back in ecstasy every time you pressed your tongue flat against his tip when you rose. The sounds he made were so beautiful that it was becoming more and more difficult to control yourself. Fortunately, it seemed you wouldn't need to for much longer. You felt the tension in his body increase with every bob of your head, every swipe of your tongue, and as your movements grew faster you wrapped your hand around the base to stroke what you couldn't fit in your mouth. Yet, when you next looked up at him, he gently pushed you away, denying himself climax.

"Is everything alright, my love?"

He leant down for a brief kiss, still breathing heavily, and nodded. "That was... incredible." He took your hands and guided you to stand, then pulled you closer to straddle his lap.

"Then-" You inhaled sharply feeling his lips and teeth over your throat. "Then why didn't you let me finish?"

Thorin didn't answer for a moment, too busy creating a cluster of pink marks along your neck. When he was satisfied with his work, he tugged your hips down to press his hard length against you.

"Because I want to finish inside you, amralime."

You simply nodded, feeling too flustered and on edge to offer any sort of response beyond a whispered, "Please..."

Thorin stood up holding you, his lips continuing their assault on your neck, and carefully laid you down in the center of the bed. He slotted himself between your legs and wasted no time in moving to prepare you. Pausing to receive a nod of consent, he slid one thick finger into you, and you gasped at the sudden feeling. He soon added a second when you began rocking your hips against his hand impatiently, begging for more.

"Patience," he chuckled. "I do not want to hurt you."

"I don't care." You moaned breathlessly with every curl of his fingers. It felt like so much already, but still not enough. "I need you now, Thorin."

"Who would I be to deny my queen?"

He withdrew his fingers and you immediately pulled him forward to kiss you, a soft gasp being pulled from you when he ground his hips against you, ever so lightly pressing against your clit. Holding himself up over you with one hand, he used the other to guide his tip to your entrance and, swallowing your cries in the kiss, he slowly pushed into you.

His hand found yours and your fingers intertwined while he waited for any signs of your discomfort to fade. It was an uncomfortable stretch to fit his thick cock, but it soon became a welcome sensation, and you wrapped your legs around his waist to urge him on.

He moved carefully at first, until your cries of pain became cries of pleasure, and soon his hips snapped back against you much more firmly. Each thrust hit so deep inside of you, filling you up so perfectly, and his fingers gripped your hips almost tight enough to bruise. You clutched onto him tightly, trying to stay grounded amongst the sensations. One hand was buried in his hair, keeping his forehead pressed against yours, the other was digging into his back, leaving scratches that you were sure would last a few days at least. Though it didn't seem to bother him - every time you dug your nails into his back, it seemed to be encouragement, and he relentlessly kept up his pace. It was firm and deep, but never rough, though part of you wondered how hard he would go if you asked.

With each thrust, you bucked your hips to meet him, trying to get more friction to ignite the coil of heat growing in your core. Thorin's moans soon grew louder, despite him trying to remain as quiet as he could, and when his rhythm grew unsteady his fingers slipped down to circle your clit as his teeth latched onto your neck again.

"Ghivashel..." he murmured, his voice strained. "I'm so close..."

Your mind was spinning with pleasure, and you felt yourself reaching your peak as well. "I am too..." you panted.

His hips shifted just enough to hit a spot inside you to make you see stars, and along with the attention on your clit and your neck, it was enough to push you over the edge. Your grip on him tightened as the coil snapped and heat spread through your body, and you buried your face into the crook of his neck to muffle your cry of pleasure.

It seemed to last forever, and in your pleasure-filled haziness you registered Thorin also growing tense, and you heard his deep groan as he reached his climax and came inside of you. He felt so perfect, and you both stayed clinging onto each other, lost for breath, until you both came to.

Still catching his breath, he kissed your forehead and pulled out to lie next to you, and you couldn't help but whimper at the sudden emptiness.

He lay on his side, facing you, and brought your hand up to his lips. "You are so wonderful, amralime."

You smiled softly and shuffled closer, putting an arm over his waist and tucking your head under his. "So are you, my king."

You glanced back at the door to the room and chuckled.

"What is it?"

"Maybe we should lock the door next time."

[yeonmuse]

ᥫ᭡ f!reader x yang jungwon ── 𝒢enre. Uni au. fluff, non idol enha. feats. ot7 [reqs are open] ᝰ.ᐟ 𝓁ibrary 🎧

authors 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈 I honestly have no idea where this came from I just thought of anti social Jungwon and Anti social reader coming together and this is where it got me. This is part of admins Enhypen university Series

ᦓynopsis Jungwon is a film major that finds honestly complete captivated by an antisocial girl with a love for the stars and a passion for music

TAGLIST CLOSED FOR THIS SERIES

Ice skates and snowfall

The snow was coming down quite heavy as yn peeked outside her window. Usually she hates the cold weather but this morning she was feeling especially giddy, she didn’t know if it was the fact that she now had two amazing people in her life that she could call friends. Or perhaps was it a certain someone that had her smiling and humming silently to herself as he occupied her thoughts.

After dressing in the warmest thing she could find in her wardrobe she slips her phone into her pocket and makes her way down the hall to meet with Chaewon. She barely had any time to knock on the door before it swung open and there stood Chaewon.

“Oh you look so cute, I need to take you shopping so we can go shopping for matching coats next winter.” Chaewon suggests, slipping from her dorm room and locking her arm with yns.

“Sunoo should be waiting outside in front of the compass, he hasn’t eaten yet so let’s hurry out before he blows up both our phones.”

The entire ride to the cafe was short to say the least but yn enjoyed it nonetheless, Sunoo was even sweeter and funnier in person and getting to relax with friends for the first time since attending the university really made her happy. They spent most of their time complaining about classes and talking about the upcoming break and possible plans until they had finally arrived at their destination.

As they stepped inside the warmth hit each of them making them all shiver in relief. Sunoo and Chaewon seemed to immediately fall in love with the place as soon as they stepped i side.

“Oh you came back.”

“Hi manon, I brought company with me today.” Yn smiles at the girl behind the counter, who had been brewing up a fresh pot of coffee.

“Sounds good, the more, the merrier, we’ve been pretty steady today up until now, since the snow is falling a bit more.”

“Are my ears and eyes deceiving me or are you actually having a conversation with someone.” Chaewon gasps as she and Sunoo finally join yn at her side. Yn playfully rolls her eyes in response to her friends' dramatics.

“Manon, this is Sunoo and Chaewon.”

“I assume you all go to UAA?”

“Yep, so prepare to get sick of me.”

“Honestly, some days here are far too boring. I'm sure you’ll make my days go by faster.” The two share a laugh before manon slips into her place being the register.

“What can I get for you guys today?” Yn opens her mouth to speak but Sunoo completely beats her to it.

“Can I get honey bread, two slices of strawberry cream cake, a black peach, and lemon drop coffee?”

“Alright and for my ladies?”

“Two of the waffles like last time, a pink milk for me and a caramel milk for Chaewon, she’d also like to try the morning star breakfast bagel.”

“Alright coming right up, it’ll be in the house today.”

“Are you sure? You really don’t have to?”

“Don’t sweat it, besides I own the place so it’s not like I can get fired or anything.”

“You’re the owner??” All three of the friends seemed to be taken aback by manon's ownership of the place

“It used to be my moms, so I decided to take over it, it took a lot of work to get it to this point but it’s doing quite well.”

“I applaud you for being able to take on such a responsibility I can barely get through classes without them kicking my ass.” Chaewon sighs, earning a laugh from both manon and yn.

“Trust me, I’ve had my fair share of university and it's certainly not for me.”

“You know you could make some good money doing deliveries to the campus.” Sunoo suggests making manon take a momentary pause to think about it.

“Honestly, it sounds like a good idea, especially since we aren’t that far out from the school and we tend to have a lot of student visitors.”

“You could do student delivery discounts, I'm sure you can make a lot that way since most nights many of us are always having late cravings but it's a hassle having to drive or walk 30-40 minutes from campus when you’re swamped with work.”

“You know what i’ll think about it actually, if I decide to go through with it you guys will be the first to know.” Manon smiles and throws out the receipt for their order before making her way into the back to put them in with the cook

The trio took a seat near the counter and the moment they were seated both Chaewons and Sunoos' attention were on her.

“Alright we need all the details of last night, what happened between you two that made you freak out so much.”

“Nothing really happened, we just spent the night getting to know each other, after we worked on the project for a while we talked about what made us get into our majors, we talked about some of the things we liked too, just basic topics really.”

“So that's it you're both just sharing your interests? Nothing Juicy happened?”

“Chae what did you expect to happen? Me to jump his bones just because he told me why he loved cinema?”

“I thought you two would have at least kissed or something.”

“Chaewon they just met like a week ago”

“Can’t you just let my love blossom.”

“Your love can't blossom if it’s one sided. Just because I’ve admitted to you guys that I like him doesn’t mean I’ll tell him, the thought of having to confess alone makes me want to throw up, and the idea of getting rejected is even worse.”

Chaewon wanted to argue right then and there but Sunoo pinched her under the table to stop her from saying anything. Knowing Chaewon if she kept pushing the issue she would end up revealing all of their plans for tonight and they couldn’t have that. The rest of their lunch seemed to speed by, with manon occasionally joining in on the trio's conversation when the place was too slow or the three of them were the only ones sitting inside. By the time seven o'clock had come around yn thought their day had finally been over until she saw Sunoo driving in the complete opposite direction of the university.

“Um? You know you’re going the wrong way?”

“Um i’m pretty sure the skating rink is this way.”

“Skating rink?” The girl turns to chaewon who just looks at her with a cheeky smile.

“Surpriseee. I knew you’d try to find an excuse to stay inside if I told you we weren’t only going to moonstruck so I just left that part out.”

“I’ve never ice skated a day in my life? I can barely even roller skate?”

“Don’t worry you’ll be fineee, besides our friend Sunghoon works there and he’s like a pro at it, he teaches classes on the weekends so if you need help you could always just ask him.” Sunghoon? Why did that name seem familiar?

Meanwhile Jungwon and the others had been making their way inside while the trio themselves had just arrived. While Jungwon parted from the group to go to the bathroom the rest of them decided to discuss the plan.

“It’s completely empty here.” Jake complains as they step inside

“Well what did you expect? You planned to go skate in the cold on a day where it’s cold outside and the snowfall is extremely heavy?” Heeseung retorts, earning a shrug from jake.

“Isn't it better that it's empty? I mean aside from Sunghoon the two of them will be completely alone.”

“Jay’s right, the less people there are, the less interruptions.”

“So how exactly do you geniuses plan on sneaking out without either of them realizing you’re gone?” Niki finally joins in on the conversation.

“We’ll figure out when the time comes.”

Jungwon had been making his way back to join the group when he spotted yn coming inside joined by Sunoo and Chaewon.

“They’re here” all eyes fell upon yn and the others that had just now made their way inside.

“Yn?”

“Jungwon? What are you doing here?”

“I’m here with a few friends.”

“Sunoo?? I thought you said you couldn't join us?”

“Well yeah I had plans to go out with yn and Chaewon, we went to grab some food but Chaewon suggested we come here.”

They were then joined by the others, all of them gathering at the entrance of the building. Yn was starting to get slightly overwhelmed with the amount of people now surrounding her, Jungwon could sense that she was doing some sort of discomfort.

“You guys are here too?” Chaewon turns to the group that had now joined them by the door, obviously she knew they would be there but she couldn’t make that obvious.

“Sunghoons closing today and since it's slow there's a discount on the prices.”

“All I’m hearing is less money that I have to pay.”

“Is this yn?” Yn immediately stiffens at the mention of her name. All the attention has now fallen upon her. How did they know her name? Was Jungwon talking about her? Did he say something to them?

“Sunoo told us a lot about you” jake gave her a warm smile that made her visibly relax, but having all their eyes on her still made her nervous.

“They’re friends of Sunoo and Jungwon,” Chaewon mentions, seeming to notice the nerves that were piling up within her friend. One by one they slowly introduced themselves and it was then that she noticed why all of their names had sounded so familiar.

“Oh! So you’re Sunoos friends, that’s why I suddenly had so many follow requests on my socials.”

“You all follow her socials?” Jungwon seemed shocked to find out, the girl he had been trying to keep the group away from, had already known about her before he even opened up his mouth.

“Yeah? Once Sunoo mentioned her and we saw that he and Chaewon followed her we thought it’d be nice to all have a mutual following with her.” It was a blatant lie, but Heeseung obviously couldn’t tell him the real reason that had all followed her.

“So I’m the only one that’s been left out of the loop here?”

“If you really want it I can give it to you after we’re done skating?” Yn said it before she could even think, the way her eyes fell upon Jungwon made his breath catch in his throat.

“Just give it to him now, me and Sunoo are gonna get some skates for us.”

“But you don’t even know my size.”

“Yes I did, I’ve stolen your shoes before.”

“What??”

“Sunoo let’s go.” Sunoo and Chaewon took their leave and the rest of the group followed, leaving just her and Jungwon all alone.

“Did you make it to your dorm alright last night?”

“I did thank you for asking, how was the playlist? Did you enjoy the cassettes I left behind?” He did, he absolutely did, every song left reminance of her. He played every song nearly 6 times last night until he finally decided to call it quits.

“I can gladly confirm that you’ve got superior music taste, you get to keep your crown.” He responds cheekily, earning a laugh.

“Why thank you, the queen continues her reign.” She laughs and their eyes lock on one another making her heart skip a beat.

“I’m sorry if the guys overwhelmed you, I actually tried to prevent them from even meeting you until you were comfortable enough around me, I know you don’t really like the intensity of being around too many people.”

“It’s alright you couldn’t have known that Sunoo and I would become friends too, They actually seem pretty nice, it’s nice going to take me some time to go from having 3 new friends to having 9.”

“Look at you getting out of your comfort zone, someone’s getting popular, you know when you get rich and famous I’ll have to make sure I’m first on your list to work with in the future.”

“I suppose I can place you first on my list of priorities.” Her playful response earns the biggest smile from him.

“Should we join the others? If we don’t join now knowing the others they’re getting impatient waiting for us to join them.”

“Chaewon will definitely not let me hear the end of it if I take too long.” She laughs and takes the lead as Jungwon follows behind her.

“There you two are, Sunghoons not making us pay anything since it's empty tonight.” Sunoo places her skates into her hand before taking a seat to put on his own.

“Oh nice, something good came out of coming all the way out here in the snow.” Jungwon takes the skates handed to him by Jay before taking the seat beside yn to put them on. The group shared a quick glance with one another upon seeing how close Jungwon had sat next to her. Their plan was being fully set into motion.

Just as yn thought the moment she stepped onto the ice it was a complete shit show, thankfully though the only person that actually seemed to know what he was doing it off the entire group was heeseung, which meant she wasn’t sucking alone.

“Chae if you keep holding onto me we’re both going to fall!” And low and behold both Chaewon and yn fell straight onto the ice seconds after, all the two of them could do was share a laugh.

“Need some help?” Heeseung skates over to the two pulling them both up to their feet.

“You know if you ask me nicely I wouldn’t mind teaching you Chae.” Heeseung was enjoying this far too much.

“Id rather -” Chaewon stops her sentence immediately, realizing this would be the perfect time to get Jungwon and yn alone with one another.

“If you make me fall I’m going to kick your ass.” She takes Hesseungs hand before looking over at Jungwon who seemed to finally somewhat get the hang of what he was doing.

“Won! Can you skate with yn?” Jungwon was shocked to say the least, he thought hell hath frozen over when he saw heeseung skate off while guiding Chaewon, but he didn’t question it nor did he care because he once again got to be close to her.

“Looks like you could use a guide too, i may not be as good as Sunghoon or Heeseung but I’ll catch you if you fall.” As he held out his hand for her to take a smile spreads across her face and she places her hand into his.

“Looks like you’ll have to be my new support since my previous support ditched me for a man, shockingly.” Jungwon laughs and holds both her hands in his as she struggles to keep herself balanced. The two had gotten completely lost on one another so lost that while the two shared their moments on the rink they didn’t even notice the others slowly but surely began to abandon them on the ice.

“You look really pretty tonight. Not that you don’t always look beautiful but..” as he gazed down at her, his brown eyes piercing into hers like daggers, she felt her stomach swarm with butterflies. The feeling only worsened as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

“Tonight you just look really adorable.”

“I don’t really…i don’t really know what to say when you say things like this to me, i'm not used to it but my heart.. every time i can feel my heart fluttering when you say them.”

“I’ll tell you a million times until you get used to it then, until you get sick of hearing from me how beautiful you are.” In that moment Jungwon realized he was a complement and utterly gone for her, he didn’t want to just know everything about her he needed to know what it was like to hold her in his arms, to kiss her, to call her his. Unbeknownst to him yn was completely freaking out, because for the first time in her life she was falling for someone, she was experiencing what it was like to feel her heart flutter for the first time, the feeling of those overwhelming butterflies.

As if realizing it had been a little too quiet the both of them broke away from another and their eyes scanned the now empty rink.

“Where did they go-?”

Mere seconds later yns phone buzzes in her pocket and she takes it out to see a message from Chaewon.

“Enjoy your alone time ;)”

“I’m gonna ask Sunghoon if he saw where they went.” He guides her over to the floor to ensure she won’t be alone on the ice before making his way over to Sunghoon.

“It’s okay won its getting pretty late and I have morning classes tomorrow so we should get back to campus.”

And that was where the night ended, his missed opportunity and a silent drive back to the dorms

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[the---hermit]

05|06|2024

New day new struggles working on this history paper. I cannot stress enough how stressed I am about how bad the new research interface of my uni is, I feel like ever since they did the big update it's super complicated to get results that have to do with what you are looking for and that are accessible too. Moreover no one cares about this topic because I genuinely cannot find anything. I have found a couple of articles to help me with context but not much. By the end of the week I plan on finishing reading and highlighting what resources I have found and then I'll see what I can make of them, and get back to the professor. I am procrastinating emailing her back because I have no idea what to say tbh. My English lit review on the other hand is going pretty well, and reviewing in the afternoons seems to be a good plan. Since I am a bit more tired having to review out loud helps me with staying focused, and I also don't have to read historical sources all day, or else I'd lose my mind. This afternoon I struggled to stay focused anyway, but at least I got some stuff done, if I had to continue my history research I wouldn't have done anything probably. My brain is just very very tired again.

Today's productivity:

started my morning with an audiobook

more struggling looking for historical sources (I found a couple more but I am keeping those for the very end because they are once again not 100% relevant to what I have to do)

read and highlighted quite a few sources I downloaded at the beginning of the week (a couple were more or less useful a couple were a waste of time, but maybe I'll quote a couple of context details in the end, who knows. At the moment I only need to read two more and then I am done with my first round of secondary sources, but one of those might get deleated because I'm pretty sure is totally useless)

got to practice my French because of a couple of said historical sources, and wrote down the new words I learned today (surprisingly my understaning is better than I expected giving that I have not used my French in years, I should really get back to it more seriously)

continued my first outloud review of all my English lit materials (today I started working on the Shakespeare part, it will take a couple of days to finish it, especially bc today I didn't do as much as I had hoped)

wrote a little summary of a couple of sentences for all the scenes of The Merchant Of Venice in order to review it without having to reread it for the fourth time

[from-izzy]

every day is a lovely day... | tbz lee juyeon

pairing » the boyz lee juyeon x gn!reader (lmk if i missed anything)

trope/au » strangers to lovers, non-idol au!, university au!

genre »​ mostly hurt/comfort(...?), mostly fluff, a pinch of angst (i always say this but i'm kinda confident in this statement this time lmao), deep reflection on life and aspects of the earth, juyeon who basically falls in love with you at first sight, juyeon being kinda confident towards reader, picnic date by the beach after finishing you last exam!, comforting boyfriend chef (not actually his occupation) lee juyeon!

word count, estimated reading time » 2249, ~8 mins

warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » reader didn't sleep well, reader uses caffeine to battle tiredness, the slightest of academic difficulties (it's just a dash imo), deep thoughts of sea and sky life (not an expert in this field at all), mentions of open water/vast landscapes in the thoughts

navi/masterlist!! 🤍 part of 'especially to you...'

i swear that banner changes colour before my very eyes. because i do understand that it's bright and at first glance, you can barely see the water on the bottom right. but when i change tumblr to a lighter mode, stare at fading wind lines near the top of the image for some time, my eyes adjust and the water becomes very obvious. i think it depends on colour context because on dark mode, it's hard for the 'effects' to kick in. is it just me...? it's messing with me...there has got to be a study about this somewhere...😭 anyway!

(i accidentally released this earlier so for those who saw anything: no you didn't!! 😭)

happy birthday to you @littleroaes !! ngl i was gonna give up on this birthday present but then i was scrolling through and found this little wip and tried to modify it to what you like. i was gonna do f2l like you mentioned you like but my brain stopped making ideas for that as soon as i told myself to write about it 😭 so here's my very first short story on strangers to lovers that thankfully you have appreciation for 🫶 from your profile, i read you like fishes, the colour blue, kimbap, spring rolls and of course, lee juyeon!! 😸 so i tried my best to incorporate these prompts here. i tried something different for the fishes 🐟 topic but i hope this incorporation is fine 💙

here is your boyfriend that will get you through uni! hope you have the happiest birthday!! 🎂🎉 love you!! mwah!!

Everything changed for you when Juyeon walked into your life.

No, literally.

Well, maybe not…literally.

You remember the prominent eyebags you’ve carried for the last month since university started. The new semester has weighed you heavier than the headache that is arising from the lack of sleep and the missed attempt to get your daily caffeine content since you slept through your alarm. At the very least, you’re thankful that everything is now electronic because you are so unprepared to be commuting to campus with a heavy mind, heart, eyelids and straps on your shoulders that would surely give you a very sore back.

That day started horrendously. You really thought that the alarm was the only thing that the universe threw at you for their entertainment but it was the embarrassing fact that you dozed off during class. Your elbows were propped up too comfortably against the desk and the perfect temperature of the lecture room didn't make it any easier for your natural melatonin to kick in. The next thing you knew, your palms cupped your cheek and there was this loud bang that was accompanied by the sharp pain on your cheekbone when you hit the wooden desk.

Everything is going awesome and you just attracted around a hundred students back to you. Thankfully your lecturer didn't take it to offense and shot you an emphatic smile.

You guessed then after that the universe felt bad for the negative attention that you got and they canceled the next class on your filled weekly schedule. Usually, you would be annoyed at the sudden change but this gave you a little hour to bask in the sun, the open green space and your favourite cup of beverage wrapped protectively by your hands.

Only to find out that you left your wallet at home.

“I’m sorry,” you said to the worker who tried her best to reassure you and to take your time as your frantic fingers ran through the items in your bag.

Your knees fell to the ground and sweat started to creep against your forehead and to the side of your head, a silent reminder to be mindful of the long line of students who are mostly probably just as stressed as you are in their university journey. The lighting above you helped with your sight in your receipt-filled bag but suddenly, the long papers with their minuscule printings became hard to read and a deep voice stated his order.

At first, your instinct was to defend yourself, tell the person who cut in line and added an order between you and your caffeine to wait a little bit longer but his choice of words registered into you before you could voice out anytime.

“I'll add an iced Americano with the order, please.” And then the familiar beeping sound of a successful transaction rings.

Your neck cranes up towards the stranger that only made your day easier and you couldn't help but let out a gentle gasp. A sharp pair of eyes yet soft and curious like a cat, his perfectly shaped nose and the slight upturn of the corner of his lips with the smile that beams down on you. 

The chain necklace around his neck dangles above you and you were sure it hypnotised you to say, “It's an angel.” These were your first words to Lee Juyeon.

“Ah,” the recipient of the compliment could only blush first at your words, a hand sneaking up to mindlessly scratch his nape. “We should at least get out of the line.” 

Now it's your turn to have your cheeks heat up at the realisation that you're blocking everyone else’s caffeine intake.

You thought that maybe Juyeon would just walk away and wait for you to join him on the other side of the table with the hanging ‘Pick up orders here' sign hanging from the beige ceiling. Yet, he crouched and helped you sort out your materials, collecting your pencil case and books into one arm, the other swiftly scooping up the straps of your bag along his other forearm.

Your eyes couldn't help but widen at your empty hands, and you were flustered at how he was still holding onto your things even when the customer who stood behind him joined you both after paying. Juyeon’s bangs shook when he refused to give your things back, insisting that you should be the one to carry the coffee instead. 

“Coffee is important.” He convinces you with that warm smile of his. “Don't drop it!”

With the promise to pay him back for another cup, came a few promises to help with common subjects and overlapping knowledge. And with time, came the fluttering feeling in both your hearts that only grew when you comforted each other in the long nights leading to assignments and exam periods that came all too quickly but passed by excruciatingly slow.

Juyeon made it all worth it though. You walked out of the last two-hour prison of the semester to be greeted with your usual reward packed in a paper bag. If it was anyone else but Juyeon, the contents of the bag would be mushed as you hug it close to you but it's the person that you have missed so much that gets your love first.

“You called me last night, bubs,” Hearing his voice not through the help of technology is more refreshing and you couldn't help but tighten your hold around his figure. 

“Every day is missing Juyeon day.” 

“Well for me, every day is a happy day when you're in my life.”

It's a line that he has said to you many times even before he started dating you. Juyeon tried to make the line more interesting each time but one day, mixed with his tiredness and excitedness of finally seeing you, it became the line that revealed his adoration for you.

Hand in hand, Juyeon's thumb caressing the back of your palm, your right arm closely stuck to his left, you both sway and skip to the nearby beach to relish in each other’s company with nature. The light salty breeze scent hits you before you can even see the gigantic natural blue space that seems endless and seamless with the blue sky. As your outfit becomes one with the direction of the wind and the sun is still bright enough for you to know even when your orbs are hidden beneath your eyelids. It’s the little moments like these that the Earth seems to be so rich in beauty and life becomes beautiful although you’ve been studying endlessly for the past three months. 

You couldn’t help but let your mind wander to the body of water that eventually begins to seep into your view as you walk up the small hill. You imagine the school of fish including the friendly dolphins to the misunderstood sharks and all the shapes and sizes of the life forms in there, some dependent on their family whilst some choosing to live alone. 

That’s why you’ve always been so enamoured by the living, along with the sea plants that they harmoniously live with. 

You wonder what kind of thoughts these creatures have as they live in a world much bigger than the land you stand on and if they ever want to explore the whole ocean like most people would love to see the landmarks scattered across the world. If they visit the landmarks of the ocean, would they even remember it? Or would they just swim away, finding it more than satisfactory with the fact that they’re free, especially those who swish through the water with company?

Same with life in the sky, do they ever get tired from flying? Like some people who are scared of a large body of water but are already mid-journey, how do they persevere in their flight and keep going? Do they sometimes look at human transportation and hope that they could bask in that luxury as well? Sleep in the moving vehicle and relax your tense muscles against the cushioned interiors even if it’s just for ten minutes. You want to know the answer to that and maybe, you’ll be able to learn something from the other life form.

You wish sometimes you would be one of them but it’s hard to say so as well because all forms of life experience different hardships and it’s impossible to generalise anything, nor is it truly fair to say one has it better than the other.

That’s when life becomes so complex and beautiful. The fact that you’re so small in the context of the horizon that stretched too far for you to see and comprehend, leaves you appreciating the small things in life.

For you, the arms encircling your middle remind you that no matter what hardships you face, you’ll be able to safely fall back onto someone. That you can freely cry without judgement and that life is lovely whenever he’s in it. Juyeon steals a kiss from your lips before placing another one on your cheek. Your eyelashes flutter open and you swear that Juyeon’s smile is brighter than the sun that smiles down on you both and louder than the crashing waves against the eroding rocks.

And whenever he asks you, “Feeling better?” You know that Lee Juyeon is the one person that you can answer the question truthfully and genuinely.

You both settled with a picnic blanket underneath a substantial amount of coverage from the sun by the park near the beach, the crashing ocean waves still in sight. You observe the tree above you dancing freely in the winds while the birds seem to sing for both of your accomplishments. 

When you look back down by the cue of a single, proud hand clap, you're greeted with numerous small glass containers clinking next to each other. The colours from the neatly presented food only lifted your energy further and your boyfriend’s orbs glimmered more with the help of the sun that still peaks through from the leaves above.

Juyeon complied when you asked him for a bite of his homemade kimbap and spring rolls. The flavours instantly make you nod. “I refuse to believe that your mum didn't make this.” 

Your boyfriend’s smile flattened, dipping further into a frown, “She helped but I did all the cooking and rolling!” 

“Okay, you cute clingy baby.” Leaning in to press a quick kiss against his pouting lips. “I’m just joking around with you.” 

To Juyeon, the peck is way more than just unsatisfactory and his thoughts about it are clearly reflected first from his eyes. Then, his hand landed next to the food box on his far left and made a sweeping motion on the cotton blanket to the right, pushing all of the obstacles between you and him. His knees slide his body closer to you that was once on the other side, and now with your boyfriend only looking at you with the softest, loving gaze between his overgrown bangs, you couldn’t help but purse your lips momentarily. You couldn’t let out a question or comment but that changed in the blink of an eye when leaned in Juyeon, replacing your growing confusion with a muffled chuckle instead.

A soft groan vibrates to your lips, Juyeon complaining about how there was nothing to laugh about—not when his soft lips are between yours. A palm made its way around the back of your neck, pulling your still extensive smile against his more serious ones. Eventually, with the way that Juyeon poured his love into you, you’re determined to do the same to the only person who would only let you claim his lips. A part of his blue and white sweater is now captured in your fist but it did nothing to your heartbeat which starts to pick up whenever Juyeon pulls away to adjust his lip’s position on yours. 

The subtle nose nudges only served your fingers to trail up his arm that held you close, tracing along the vein that started near his elbows and ran his wrist near your pulse on the side of your neck. Now, with the way that your thumb brushes softly on his soft skin, Juyeon could melt further into you, leaning in further to deepen his presence to you. Whenever he pulled back, you would be the one chasing after him pulling on his sweater, wanting to indulge in his loving space even more.

“Who’s the clingy one now?” That lands him a shy hit to his chest that only made him let out a weightless chuckle in the air. “The love of my life and the only one for me,” he whispers sweet nothings as your foreheads kiss each other, a sweet gaze grazing upon your facial features. “I love you, bubs.”

So maybe you weren't hypnotised at all that day. Maybe, the universe didn't hate you after all. Maybe, this was all meant to happen even though you did go through some stress when the sequential events happened.

“I love you more.”

But at least, the universe gave you a free coffee.

Two, you really did meet an angel named Lee Juyeon.

And three, just like how he holds the day when you confess to him that you love him back, you repeat the words that he said to you at the start of all your lovely days, “Every day is a lovely day when you're in my life.”

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[ghelullu]

You dont think emertius is a name? I always see them referred to as emeritus brothers

Hi anon,

obviously I don't know what TF thought and planned - there are a ton of lore inconsistencies and deviations from how real world things would work, after all (because Ghost stuff isn't that deep and we, including TF, are here to have fun) - but in *my* opinion it is not a family name, but a title. At the very least it was intended as a title originally:

Emeritus as a real world addition to the title (papa or professor etc.) simply means they've retired from their position and are still there but, like, chilling. My fave Prof at uni did it and he'd still be around and help students and do research, but he didn't hold the chair anymore. Also see what Josef Ratzinger/ Pope Benedict XVI did when he said 'bye suckers'

Benedict was also a hilarious case of messing up TFs idea shortly after starting Ghost: Papa I, originally, was supposed to be undead, that's the whole joke here: because until Benedict XVI retired in 2013, usually (bc the last pope retirement happened in 1415) papacy meant sitting on that damn chair in the Vatican until you die. So a "retired" Papa meant he had died. This alone is - to me - a perfectly fine reason to assume that TF meant "Papa Emeritus" as a whole title and not just "Papa" with Emeritus as family name

if you go from Catholicism then the Family Name of the person becoming Papa/Pope doesn't get included in the papal name, but rather you take on a whole new name (Josef Ratzinger becoming Pope Benedict XVI and not Pope Ratzinger)

Of course it IS a bit weird that they're Papa Emeritus (0) I-IV when the line of papacy has started with Nihil's father's father(many fathers here)...but that's just one of the goofy inconsistencies in the Ghost lore I guess.

IMHO this started out of a) confusion over latin words and knowledge about general catholic church working and b) the desire to know these dudes names. Until long into Papa IIIs reign it was normal to call them papa i, ii, iii, only into the later Papa III era and especially with Copia fronting the band the trend of calling them Primo, Secondo and Terzo came up and only in the late Cardi/Popia era the Emeritus last name thing really took off (afair).

(Sidenote: I won't get into the first name debate here, bc honestly it doesn't matter; but I WILL say that numbers can be valid names, especially when your father kinda doesn't care, but also see: Prima, Secunda, Quintus, Sextus, Septimus, Octavian, ... just to give a few Roman names. and Papa 0 is reffered to as "nihil", so I don't think it's too far off to call the others by their italian succession number names))

Use Emeritus as a last name if you want, obviously! This is a playground and you can HC whatever the hell you want. In *my personal opinion* based on the catholic church, TF's sense of humour and general latin words, the title is "Papa Emeritus" and Emeritus is not a last name.

[natileroxs]

I barely even know if the khr Fandom is even around anymore but I do want to raise an interesting point that I've been thinking over a hell of a lot.

So the wiki doesn't say anything about the actual ages of the Arcobaleno, only that they are physically about 2 years old (but Lambo and Ipin are both around 5/6 and the choice to have them look the same is a bizarre one at best but I digress). We can assume, based on looks and status, that the Arcobaleno were, at the time when they got the pacifiers, all roughly around the same age and at least older than 25 but probably edging closer toward 30-35. Reborn especially comes off as older than 30, with more life experience.

We do have a rough idea about how long they have been Arcobaleno's though. Luce was pregnant when she got her pacifier and then she had Aria, who then grew up to have Uni. In the future, Uni looks to be about the same age or maybe a little younger than the guardians at around 12 or 13, which would make her around 2 or 3 in current time. Aria was said to have died young, but after Uni was born. To give a decent guess, Aria might have been around 25 when she died. Since she had to have died less than 3 years prior, my current assumption now is that the Arcobaleno have had their pacifiers for nearly thirty years.

Now where am I going with this? Well, I'm going straight to Fon and Hibari. I am just as much of a perpetrator in the whole Uncle Fon thing despite the fact that, according to my calculations, Fon would actually be closer to 65 while Hibari is only around 16. And yes, Hibari's parent (usual hc I see is his mom but either works) could have a giant age gap or have had Hibari late, but most women cannot have children past the age of 50 due to menopause. 15 years or more is a large age gap for siblings.

But an age gap larger than that would actually make it fit better if Fon is actually Hibari's grandfather. Which is funny, I know. But hear me out. Fon has a daughter before he becomes an Arcobaleno, then he gets his pacifier when she is a child/teen. And then she grows up and has Kyoya. (Don't even get me started on how I would fit Ipin into this family tree because it's just so weird that Fon is helping out this random child)

Anyway, if any of you guys still exist, please give me your thoughts.

[ceesimz]

Hi, please dont take this the wrong way I'm just curious

But if you haven't seen a medical professional, does that mean you're self diagnosed or are there other ways to get diagnosed that don't require medical professionals

ughh im not a fan of talking about it much because it's scary, people get so weird and particular about it and i don't have a great experience, it just makes me so uncomfortable but i'll try to be as honest as possible

i'm really not clued up on ways to be diagnosed. i went through a "child assessment" when i was a teenager and it was a really awful experience with some really horrible doctors that it made me never want to talk about it, i didn't want anything to do with even just the word autism, i completely rejected it all and myself for a while and was in a really dark place afterwards. i've worked really hard since to get to a place where i'm comfortable with it and with myself but it's still so hard for me to talk about. now tho, im on the waiting list for another assessment, but in the uk at least it's not just a one appointment and done things, it's a very very long process. so i've seen medical professionals that have told me im autistic after one discussion but they can't give me a diagnosis because it's not from an assessment.

i had a meeting this week with my uni that was a big challenge for me to sit through lol and they proposed the idea of a educational diagnosis which i think im gonna go ahead with. basically means i'll have a couple meetings with an autism educational specialist and then they'll feed back to the uni of if i have it (which i do) and what they can do for me. i think it's the best thing for me and depending on how far it can go in terms of getting support, i might just pull off the waiting list for a medical diagnosis because i really do not want to go through that process again because i'm scared of what'll happen if i do, i almost didn't come out of the last one both mentally and physically

i don't need a doctor to give their signature on a letter saying i have it. i know i do, the only reason i went back on the waiting list is for uni but they've given me another route that i'm definitely gonna take. and i don't necessarily use the term self diagnosis because the meaning of it has been skewed for me by social media, i know that i have it and that's all that matters to me, its been really difficult to get to this point so im not complicating it by adding extra labels on top

there are some topics for me that i just shut down whenever they're mentioned and don't want to talk about ever, and this is one of them, but i tried my best! however im not the person to go to for things like this, i always ask that you please do research if you're intrigued rather than trusting a stranger on the internet, especially me who's too scared to talk about such a easy topic lol and has had a bad enough experience that they shut themself away from it.

if i get any trolls from this post im taking it down and disappearing because i don't have the strength to deal with hate and trolls about a topic i've clearly stated is hard for me lol here's to hoping there's a little faith and humanity left in the anons of this space

[03kareshi]

f. Kajiyama headcanons.

am coping from t3 so I decided to write down some of my hcs for fuuta! sorry these are short and simple. feel free to expand on it I love hearing headcanons :3

okay. obviously first one — bisexual but in denial. esp with the crowd he hangs around with, the expectations that come with being a “man,” and especially in Japan, liking men isn’t something he would consider. I think he’ll maybe take this feeling as a strong feeling of camaraderie — but then he starts getting jealous if this person is getting close to someone else (esp if this person is a girl and assumes his friend is straight). Pretty much experiences a rude awakening one night — like oh shit oh fuck this is not happening. Then continues to live in denial and pretends his emotions don’t exist <3

comp-sci major. Possibly game development? but it’s in the realm of tech, he’s already chronically online anyways, and probably sees comp-sci as the logical choice. Most likely (most definitely) has pulled all-nighters to finish assignments (not a comp-sci major but every comp-sci major I’ve met is always suffering. I think that is a shared bonding experience) and is basically always tired. Runs on caffeine, which include energy drinks and/or coffee (prefers energy drinks but. Caffeine is caffeine). Especially if his assignments are due and also has plans with his group I think he decides well. I guess I’m not getting any sleep. (Probably has been awake 48hrs before and slept two whole days after that, throwing him completely off his schedule. Never again. If he’s staying up — 24hrs max. But obv often loses track of time and fucks himself over a lot).

Probably peer-pressured to smoke in high school — maybe he was afraid he’d be judged/picked on if he didn’t “look cool” or something. But ended up HATING IT, which is why he hates smoking. Gets mad the more he thinks about it, because it doesn’t even feel good! Why the hell would anyone do that while also suffer from the numerous health consequences?! Plus, I hc his dad prob smokes/drinks when he’s stressed, so he dislikes it even more. Probably super freaked out also by like pictures of x-rays and teeth lungs etc of a chronic smoker.

Is a decent chef. Can’t make complex meals (because he’s never been willing to try or actually sit down and learn + don’t think anyone’s actually taught him since mom is gone and dad… well, doesn’t have a good relationship with him) but doesn’t wanna starve, so he just makes simple meals and learned the basics from his sister. If anything he just eats at uni cafeteria, or orders out.

LOW TOLERANCE OF SPICY FOOD. This man will be teary-eyed, shaking, coughing, sweating, on the verge of passing out. Yet, if you ask him if he’s okay, he’ll be like “ya? what the hell gave you that idea” and pretend he’s not affected. He is. Please give him milk.

I think dyeing his hair is a pretty popular hc, so I could honestly see it both ways. but ok ok think about his natural hair being red, and he’s actually tried to dye it a “normal” color, like a black or brown. I feel like he’s been picked on bc of his hair a couple of times (middle schoolers are cruel). So he’s tried to dye it at least ONCE. But i imagine he eventually stops bc it’s a pain having to keep dyeing it (and also has had numerous not-good attempts that scarred him ;;) He’s still self conscious abt it sometimes but he’s more self conscious abt other things.

Like I said he. Is self conscious. It’s why he covers his face with a mask everytime he goes out. Why he wears hoodies, and I can imagine long-sleeves and layers all. the. Time. Even during the summer. If it’s super hot, he just avoids going outside altogether — but he pushes through the pain if he absolutely HAS to. Doesn’t think he’s attractive at all — like average at best. Eye-sight SUCKS (from being on that damn phone) so he opts for contacts. He prob forgot to take them out a few times and hurt his eyes/got migraines afterwards, so he actually wears glasses (sometimes, against his will) at home. He won’t tell anyone tho he’ll die before he does. Bro prob had braces during middle school (gets such bad flashbacks when he remembers middle school).

Got into gaming to cope from his family and school life (esp if mother is absent, probably went thru a period of obsessing why she left his dad and him and his sister, which led to resentment. I think he had to force himself not to think abt it at a certain point — with the help of gaming — but he still gets nightmares occasionally, which restart the grieving process all over again). He has always wanted desperately to be loved, but didn’t grow up in a family that showed him he is deserving of it or that he can express his wants/needs to others. He uses gaming/the online world for escaping irl and distracting his mind away from the fact he’s extremely lonely and believes he’s unloveable (hates that he’s weak and sensitive and so he covers with a tough persona — I think he knows that this makes him hard to approach and genuinely love so he accepts it and therefore doesn’t have to make an effort in being someone ppl want to know/improve his negative traits/impulses).

Probably undiagnosed depression. could see other disorders but def for sure depression. never saw a therapist (bc that would be admitting he’s weak) and refuses to even admit that he’s depressed? so he’s not medicated. he’s straight up BALLIN through life (pls help him).

Man is touch-starved. That’s it.