#or it won’t if you know anything abt my past fixations

[that-gt-and-vore-stuffs]

If I see one more artist draw this man with fangs I will no longer be able to restrain myself

[meltwonu]

| 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 |     [Chapter 1] 

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x reader

this chapter’s notes; fratboy!wonwoo, dom!wonwoo, dirty talk, masturbation, sex toys, mentions of sexting/sending photos/videos, baby this has hella plot lmao dkhf 🥴💕 WELCOME TO UNTIL I MET YOU!! THE MINI-SEQUEL TO CAFFEINE! A bit of a shorter chapter but I didn’t want to overload with too much everything in the first chapter, ykwim? 😎 Thank you so much for your patience with this sequel, I know there were a ton of people asking for a sequel for months after I said I would 💕😭😭 As always, inbox roundup tomorrow! And don’t forget, next chapter for UIMY goes up on Feb 26th! T|H ch 1 next Friday! 🥰💕 Enjoy ch 1, have a great weekend and I love you! 💕

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“Mmh… Wonwoo…”

His hands roam all over your naked body; warmth spreading all over when he digs his blunt fingernails into the skin of your waist.

“Feels good, doesn’t it? Did you miss me, sweetheart?” His voice is soft, gentle, yet teasing; barely above a whisper as your back bows off of the bed to lean into his simple touches. “I missed you, sweetheart. Missed your ‘lil cunt too.”

A choked sob falls from your lips, followed quickly by rushed, hurried cries for Wonwoo to move faster.

“Don’t you want me to take my time? We haven’t seen each other in months.” 

There’s a smirk on his lips, eyes twinkling with mischief when you reply back with a shaky whine. “Don’t you want me to slide my cock into your pretty ‘lil pussy nice ‘n slow? Let you feel every inch of me filling you up, just like it’s the first time all over again.” He stares at you dreamily; fixated on the way your body chases his hands when he drags them down to your thighs. “Or would you prefer it if I fucked you hard and fast? Your cute body squirming and trembling from how good I give it to you and my cock slamming into your tight ‘lil cunt.”

Wonwoo’s fingertips spread your folds as he licks his lips; appreciating how wet you already were for him.

“Bet your toys don’t feel as good as the real thing, huh?”

You shake your head ‘no’ furiously, “N-no, god, no! Wonwoo, p-please!” The male grins down at you, pouting mockingly at your desperate, pleading eyes. 

The wetness between your legs is unbearable and the sobs are caught in your throat when Wonwoo leans over you, lips ghosting across your own.

“Okay. Just say--”

You’re shocked awake by your alarm clock; chest heaving in deep breaths as you sit up in your crumpled sheets. “Oh, fuck...” Groaning, your clammy palms reach for the ringing device as you shut it off and sigh.

The clock reads 10:02AM; tired eyes trying to blink away the sleep that threatens to take you back to the dreamland you much preferred. Although, dreaming about Wonwoo was becoming a little bit too common these last few days.

Sighing once more, you move to get out of bed; already finding your panties soaking wet and sticking to you like a second skin when you stand.

“Ugh... Damn it.”

You press the vibrator harder onto your clit; teeth chattering with the pleasure that pours over your body.

“Oh, god, please, p-please…”

Images of Wonwoo dance behind your eyelids; sultry smirks and teasing glances bringing you closer and closer to the edge of an orgasm.

If there was anything that the last few months without Wonwoo taught you, it was that you couldn’t afford to lose him - in more ways than one. And despite his lack of calls or even text messages, you held out in hopes he still felt the same way that you did despite the distance.

You sent him pictures and videos of yourself often; teasing images half naked, toys in hand, and videos crying out his name while you came. And while he took the time to reply to those with praise and adoration, he almost never sent anything back. 

When he did, it was always short, clipped replies of how exhausted he was and how he didn’t have much time.

“Ngh, h-harder…” Your toes curl against the bedsheet; phantom feelings of his cock fucking you hard and deep making you cry out in desperation to be filled by his cock.

Your phone rings on the nightstand next to you as you cum - vibrator pressed so hard against your clit that your back bows off of the sheets while your thighs shake uncontrollably. 

And for the first time in a long time, it’s an orgasm that feels like it’s worth something.

‘Gyu: hey did wonwoo text u?

‘Gyu: he’s back next monday he said

‘Gyu: idk abt classes tho, might be out of commission for a while bc jetlag

‘Gyu: thinking abt throwing him a party on friday after he comes back...

‘Gyu: u wanna plan with us orrrrr? U got a private party or sth 🥴😏

‘Gyu: lmk

You’re nervous. Shy, even.

After you’d come down from your orgasm and checked your phone, your mind momentarily went blank from shock and the first thing you’d done was text Wonwoo to ask if he was really coming back that soon.

‘Ah, yeah, I was just about to text you. Prof said we can go home early if we wanted since we finished up classes. I’ll see you sometime next week? Jetlag and stuff.’, was all he had said and in your excited state, the only thing you had responded with was an, ‘Okay, great!’, without asking when, where, or what time.

You figured you’d give him some time to readjust instead of bombarding him as soon as he got in. But each second that you knew Wonwoo was home, you found yourself itching to just be in his presence.

You just had to be a little more patient.

Wednesday morning comes and you find yourself skipping your morning class to go to the library.

For studying, you tell yourself.

The male at the receptionist table shoots you a small smile to which you awkwardly smile back before ducking into an empty aisle. All you knew was that it seemed like Wonwoo wasn’t here.

Maybe he’s still at the frat house, you wonder.

Sighing slightly under your breath, you decide that maybe getting some work done would actually help distract you from looking for the male.

You find an empty table, setting your things down before pulling out your phone. 

In all honesty, you weren’t even sure why you were being so shy and nervous about contacting Wonwoo, especially when you so unabashedly sent him nudes every few days when he was away. 

Although, with how things had been before he left and the prospect of actually dating once he came back from his semester abroad - the butterflies in your stomach had been nonstop with the different scenarios that played out in your head. You’d even gone so far as to plan what happened if Wonwoo had decided he didn’t want to make an attempt at dating you.

“Sweetheart?”

The grip you have on your phone only tightens as you whip your head around to find Wonwoo standing behind your chair and you swear your heart stops beating the same time your breath gets caught in your throat. “H-huh?”

He smiles gently down at you and you can’t help but wonder how long you were spaced out to not notice him there. 

“Is this a dream too?” You wonder aloud - Wonwoo chuckling in response as he moves to collect your things for you.

“Have you been dreaming about me that much, sweetheart?” You stutter and stumble over your words; embarrassment eating at you every second that Wonwoo has a knowing smile plastered on his lips.

“C’mon, let’s go get something to eat since we both know you’re not really here to study.”

The version of Wonwoo that sits across the cafe table is… different.

Not bad, just different.

His arms are much tanner and definitely more muscular and the glasses missing from his face lets you appreciate his eyes even more when they’re not hidden behind the thick frames. He had even opted to wear a sleeveless shirt; something that you weren’t used to when he usually was around campus in long sleeves and sweater vests.

Although, you can’t and won’t deny the way your body reacts to this Wonwoo.

“Hey, I’m talking to you and you’re just spacing out.” Muttering, he leans over the small cafe table until his face is only inches away from yours and the smirk on his lips already lets you know that you’ve been caught staring.

“Listen, I know I’ve been gone for three months but you’re lookin’ at me like you haven’t had a fix in all that time.” Your lips press into an embarrassed firm line, avoiding his stare as he raises a brow at you.

“Wait, you didn’t fuck anyone in the three months I was gone?”

“No… did you?” Your voice is barely above a whisper; a little afraid that his answer will be ‘yes’ when he takes a second longer to respond.

“Nah,” He settles back into his seat, “I told you, didn’t I? I was willing to try the whole… dating, relationship thing with you when I got back. Although, I’m somewhat surprised one of the others didn’t try to seduce you while I was gone.”

You laugh slightly, cheeks warm as Wonwoo teases. “I wouldn’t have given them the time of day anyway.”

Your entire body burns hot, palms clammy in your lap from how giddy you were to be with Wonwoo and it made your heart do backflips knowing that he’d still been willing to try with you.

“Ah, how was it abroad anyway? You… didn’t really say much over the past few months so I feel like I don’t know how you were. Just some messages about how tired you were...” He takes a sip of his coffee; unintentionally making you internally scream when his lips form a pout while he thinks.

“Honestly? Other than the days we were excavating ‘n stuff, it was pretty boring. Really hectic though, and a lot of documenting which meant a lot of paperwork. I swear, I closed my eyes and I saw the inside of my textbooks.” He chuckles lightly, eyes focused on the cup of coffee in front of him.

“I just want to say sorry for my lack of communication. I really didn’t expect to be so busy that I couldn’t even pick up a call.” There’s a genuine apologetic look on Wonwoo’s face when he looks back at you. “And the time difference was really rough too. I didn’t want to take it out on you over the phone if I was stressed about not sleeping or the workload. I know we can get a little rough when we ‘play’ but this wasn’t that and it wouldn’t have been fair.”

Oh.

“T-that’s okay, I understand!” Your heart does somersaults in your chest, “I--thank you for thinking about me too.”

The feelings you have bubbling up inside of you make you feel like you’re falling in love for the first time, all over again. “Um… Sorry I sent so many pictures ‘n stuff.”

Wonwoo laughs, this time throwing his head back slightly before he tries to hide his wide grin. “Oh, sweetheart. Don’t apologize.” Your eyes meet his and for a split second, you see the familiar dominating look in his eyes before he leans over the small cafe table again.

“I might’ve not had all the time to entertain you those times but I thought about you alllll the time. I missed everything about you.” His voice is barely above a whisper - careful to not let anyone else in the cafe hear the topic of conversation. “Which, by the way…You piqued my interest earlier with your question. You never really answered my question about having dreams about me.”

You shift in your seat as you avert your eyes from his; eyes flitting down his toned body instead as you mentally curse yourself.

“I… kinda? I m-mean… not normally but just--just these last few days. It’s almost been every night… I wake up and--and it’s just… I’m...” You trail off; somewhat shy to say the rest of what you were going to say even though you’re almost certain Wonwoo already knows.

“Odd. Me too. I kept dreaming about you, which is, honestly, kind of why I thought to come back earlier.”

“Oh?”

“Mm, we still had 2 weeks left, technically. A bit of a spillover since my professor wanted us to explore the city once finals were over. But I just wanted to come home.” He finishes with a chuckle - a soft look in his eyes.

You pout back at him, “You didn’t come home early just for ‘lil ‘ol me, did you?” You say it jokingly, but deep down you do wonder.

“Would that be so bad?” Grinning, Wonwoo sets a couple of bills down onto the table to cover the meals you both barely have touched.

“Like I said, I missed everything about you, sweetheart.”

Wonwoo walks you back to your place afterwards; laughing and joking with you as if he hadn’t been gone for the last 3 months. 

There’s a certain playfulness about him that makes your heart bloom and part of you wonders if he’s opening up to you more now that there’d been some time apart.

“Are you gonna be working at the library again? Or is that done forever now?” “Mm.. I mean, it’d be kind of weird if I stopped, don’t you think?”

The grin of his face is telling and you have to mentally stop yourself from letting your mind wander in the middle of the sidewalk. “Y-yeah... Studying in my apartment isn’t really the same, y’know…”

Laughing, Wonwoo takes the opportunity to swing an arm around your shoulder as he tucks you under his arm. “I was actually at the library earlier to ask about my position back. I start tomorrow.” Goosebumps rise on your skin and the close proximity is enough to make you whimper.

“I’m only taking two classes this semester to give myself a bit of a break so I’ll be in the library more often to fill up the time. You can always call me if you need to know where I am. I promise I’ll respond this time, sweetheart.”

Before you know it, the two of you are already standing outside of your complex as Wonwoo takes his arm off of you.

“Will I be seeing you tomorrow?” There’s a hopeful lilt to his voice that has you nodding feverishly in return.

“I have a morning class but I’ll come by in the afternoon? I can text you to let you know, just in case.” You offer back.

Wonwoo licks his lips, tilting his head before leaning down and kissing you on the forehead.

The soft gesture momentarily throws you off as you freeze but the smoldering look in Wonwoo’s eyes when he pulls away lets you know that he’s already scheming.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, sweetheart.”

[mnstrfcker]

Yooooo tell us about your yautja ocs! What are they like, what are their backstories etc etc I want to know EVERYTHING 🤩🤩

OKAY IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS QUESTION BC I AM LITERALLY VIBRATING WITH THE NEED TO GUSH ABT MY BOYS (Unfortunately I can't reveal anything abt their backstory as that would be major spoilers for anyone reading my story, but I am down to write abt their personalities!)

Okay so-

Ta'thiir

·A giant teddy bear. He was always the sweeter of the three, he got teased alot in his past for his big heart.

But make no mistake, he is one lethal hunter and his kindness is shown only to those who earn it.

·He is the messiest of the three. He simply sets something down and tells himself he'll get it later- which he does- after one of his brothers points it out.

(I feel you Ta'thiir, I really do.)

·Easily excitable. Anything as simple as a grin and giggle will have his heart soaring. He is the extrovert. Loves long, loud conversation.

Is a lover of the alcoholic drinks made on his home planet, doesn't drink too often but won't deny if you offer.

·Fiercely protective. If its something or someone he actually gives a damn about, he will tread the fucking clouds and kick down heavens door to fight god if it meant protecting it/them.

Me'Ki-Ta

·If grisl could be a person, it would be him. He is all rock, thorns and fire. He's got a 24 hr resting bitch face and punches people in his sleep. He dreams of violence, wakes up and chooses it.

·Has the worst temper out of them all. And many people would think he's cold and unfeeling, just angry. This is wrong. For a good reason, Me'Ki-Ta has had to harden his shell.

He is the most emotional of the three, if anything. He trusts his instincts almost to a fault, because the last time he ignored them it cost him nearly his entire clan.

He feels sadness, anguish, shame- it all comes out in an angry manner. The dude doesn't know how to be soft.

·Loves to read. This is not something Elite Hunters normally do, it was only highest ranking Yautja- known as Ancients- who read. Everyone knows how to, of course, but it is rare one would for leisure.

He likes the quiet entertainment they provide. A scene playing out in his head, vivid. Books can be violent and fell of war, or heartbreaking and bittersweet. He finds solace in the pages, able to feel without admiting to it.

·Cannot sit still. You will rarely find Me'Ki-Ta relaxing for longer than 2-3 minutes. This does include reading- he will have a book in his face while he tends to his hounds, or sharpening his blades.

·The most possessive out of the three. Borderline obsessive sometimes- he's got abandonment issues. Dude is just deathly afraid of losing people he cares about.

Mohtiat

·The goof of the group. Inappropriate jokes, pranks, its all him. Unless he ropes some poor soul into his games.

Please engage in playful banter with him, he loves that shit.

·Has slight OCD tendencies developed in the past, for example- he sharpens his blades evenly and three times on each side, if he differs he starts all over again until he gets it right or it feels okay to put them away. Look sideways at his knives and you'll get cut without touching it.

(His main fixation is repetition in even numbers.)

·The flirtiest. Dude was a champion during the time before the incident, he was quite the charmer. Now its much more subtle and toned down- but no less effective, believe me.

·Loves to fiddle with technology, he's the most curious of the three. He's the technician on the ship.

Has a bulky tool-belt he wears to repair anything- and yall, its a low rider. The way he wears it on his hips is something I shed tears about everyday.

·The best at expressing himself. He's a smooth talker, and is the best at showing just what hes feeling. He isn't afraid to look like an asshole it means protecting someone over their feelings.

Vaa'Leao

·If you look up 'bad bitch' in the dictionary you'll find her face plastered next to it. Sometimes I imagine her with a russian accent bc she WOULD be the brooding russian bounty hunter lady with 23 knives in her jacket.

"On Yautja-Prime, you either dominate or get dominated. Take that however you like."

·Will never admit it and would in fact die before doing so but she adores plants. So much. The main reason she goes hunting on Earth is for the prime sport and ✨succulents✨

·Dead-face heart-stoppingly blunt. If you have something in your teeth, she will tell you not matter who is there with you. If you made a mistake, she will point it out.

She sees it as helping, but desbite this she sometimes comes off as rude. The bars fights she's been in are legendary.

(Also- if she finds you attractive, she will tell you. And keep telling you until you either accept her advances or reject her. She won't speak word of it again if you say no.)

·Is very passionate about herself. Confidence 101 if it had legs and could take lives. She has a big ego, but she's got the skills and skulls to excuse it. She's just that good.

I'LL DO ONE FOR THE REAPER CLAN SOON- STILL FLESHING THEM OUT!!

I hope this is okay! I went WILD LMAO.

[sly-merlin]

killing me - 8

pairing : law student!reader + yuta

genre :    angst , mafia au/ arranged marriage au , smut

warnings of this chapter : cursing and mention of a knife.

words :: abt 7k

summary : “life’s never fair y/n. realise it as soon as you can . it is the only secret for living a regretless life.”                                  

 or              

                      “  curiousity got the cat hitched”

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Loneliness. The sentiment long forgotten was kindled again. you were so sure that you were just numb to it by now, had hoped that you won’t be affected by that ever again but the compass was directing to all the wrong sides. To experience what you first did 20 years ago was not something you were ready for but given a thought, it would never be.

This could be counted as your longest ride to the university. You felt sick to your stomach but there was no other place for you to go, no person either. It was in the heat of the moment, you realised that you couldn’t hold it in anymore. You needed someone as a confidant. You closed your eyes, sitting in the bus, recalling everyone but came out blank. Not that you lacked reliable company but there was more than one valid ground to oust the thought of it.

With a head full of trouble, as you entered the university, wonwoo messaged you to meet up. For him, your class was still in progress so you decided to consider the offer.

You and wonwoo were friends or fwb to be precise, with a strong year history. However, that couldn’t eliminate the significance of the word friend. You could always rely on him, he himself had affirmed that occasionally, your trust in him being the foundation brick of the relationship. Maybe he could offer you the consolation you craved right now or maybe his embrace would make you forget it completely.

**************

You stumbled as a tap on the shoulder startled you, but it was only wonwoo.

“Finally! Don’t you miss me even a tiny bit!” he announced while hugging you tightly. “Let’s sit on the bench.”

He took off your bag, working on loosening the straps that were already annoying him.

“how many times do I have to tell you! Wear the bag on one side , don’t tighten them or better,just quit wearing these tops baby” he nagged , looking at you but your eyes were fixated on the trees ahead. the uncertain look on your bare face was making him a bit uneasy. In addition, you did not throw killer eyes at him for calling you baby. And you looked sober. Something was definitely off.

“What’s wrong y/n. you look tired. I mean you are a forever grandma but seriously! Tell me what’s bothering you?” hearing the sincerity in his voice, you faced him, his signature honest smile releasing the tension in your body.

Facing him properly, you put the bag behind you. He was still grinning stupidly. You briefly glanced at him, brain continuously yelling to fuck taeyong’s deal and just tell him everything. Nothing was holding you back now.

Before you could utter anything, the layer of leaves on wonwoo’s head drew your attention. You reached out to remove them, but he caught your hand midway. His hand covered yours entirely as he started placing little kisses on the inside, lips travelling from the palms to the fingers and there he stopped abruptly, a squeal left his mouth at the metal touch.

“A ring. Wow. So, the great y/n knows that the shoes aren’t the only thing available in shops!” he exclaimed, chuckling loudly.

You tried to pull your hand but he did not let go. He observed it closely with a frown settling upon the previous happy face. You yanked your hand again forcibly, this time he complied.

“I have something to tell you.” You mumbled softly.

“it’s a diamond y/n.” his statement took you off guard.

“I have something important to discuss woo.”

“ it’s a diamond ring y/n!” he repeated with a lot more emphasis, voice still polite. But you got exactly what he was hinting at.

“would you hear me out. Please!” instead of denying, you tried to negotiate.

“no. first answer me. From whom did you accept it? Yugyeom? Jungkook? Minnie?”

You were left stunned at his sudden accusatory tone.

“fucking do me a favour and shut up for a sec woo!” this time your words were laced with frustration.

“oh wow” he scoffed before continuing, “ what are you here for! To inform me that you have finally found someone to settle down!”

“what! No! Why are you dramatizing so much over a bloody ring! I need you to use your ears and not mouth! For once please.” Your anger got the best of you as you yelled at him. He stood up, shielding you from the sunrays.

“you can’t possibly explain anything! I just don’t wanna talk right now.” And with that he walked away before you could give him the justification he deserved.

********************

you woke up around 1 p.m. in the library, exactly same place where you decided to sleep away your troubles, like always. After stretching your arms, you activated the phone which has been switched off earlier. As you watched the screen coming alive, wonwoo’s conversation made way to your now empty head. You weren’t so sure anymore that he could be trusted with any restrictive information. If you expose him to all what has happened, you’d be doing more harm than good. Love makes one foolish. And you’d rather die by blocking yourself than have him face the outcome.

Did that mean you loved him?

no. you shook your head at the thought. Love is a strong feeling. Especially the one he had showed you all this time.

Yes. You did love him. A lot. Just not in the way he did. But at this rate, you couldn’t say you if you deserved his love.

Multiple beeps broke out your train of thoughts. You were sure everyone was finding the culprit of breach of silence in the library. So you duck yourself into the desk to hide.

7 calls from johnny. 2 from minjun. 4 messages from johnny.

You nibbled on your bottom lip, opening the messages.

Johnny : did you reach safely!

Johnny : hey, pick up the phone.

Johnny : for once

Johnny : nobody ignores the john don. Don’t break my streak and call me back. Today! Or else I’m coming home. Make sure the dinner is ready!!!!!!!!!!!

Simply rolling your eyes, you recklessly threw the phone back in the bag, walking for the international relations section to get some work done. The second best distraction in life – research.

***********

The day was a complete loss.You didn’t study, pretended half day that you were finding a topic in the library but ended up reading animal farm again. Now you were home and with god’s grace, yuta was not back yet. Tossing the bag on bed, you changed down to cotton shorts and a tank top, ready to make a sandwich to eat as a starter before attacking the icecream you got earlier.

Big T.V, sandwich, ice cream, itaewon class, everything sans yuta was worth living these days. So enjoy it while it lasts. You slouched more into the couches as gaho’s start over played, the melodious voice slowing fading your bitter day.

******************

Yuta was just ready to sleep when he came back home. The idea of three hour training session after a week gap was certainly a crazy one but he realised it only when the deed was done. Now he badly wanted to go into hibernation mode.

Crossing the hallway, he saw the t.v playing gangnam style but noone was there except a white comforter. Upon inspection, he found you sleeping peacefully on your stomach curled up into a ball. He made a few sounds of displeasure at your figure before turning the device off. He was about to leave when something else caught his eye. Green tea ice cream.

He picked up the sealed cup, it was not fully frozen but still chilled enough. Maybe due to the air con. But he was happy. Now he could eat or drink his favourite ice cream and blow a fuse simultaneously. Ofcourse yours! He placed an envelope on the table and went away with the ice cream while not putting the lights out, that too intentionally ofcourse.

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Tuesday

Awakened by the rooster, you found yourself in the same position as yesterday. The cramp in the neck was now past the pain stage. It was numb to the point that sleeping on other side won’t help either. Supporting the neck with your palm, you started collecting the mess you had made on the table. Remote , plates, empty ice cream cup, the plastic spoon.

Weren’t there two cups???

Or maybe you just slept too much.

You came back from the kitchen to discover an envelope. A dL enevelope specifically.

Nakamoto y/n

-nonghyup financial group.            

It was addressed to you! .But you didn’t receive anything of that sort the other day so that meant it definitely involved yuta. And it was from a bank. You didn’t even have an account in that bank.

Nakamoto y/n my ass. You muttered bitterly before opening it. There were some promotional coupons, a small guide on how to open an account. You scoffed at the unnecessary stuff that was giving away nothing. Then you saw it.

A MasterCard. With your name. new name!

You gave the package a once over before closing it again, putting it in the original position. You were fully capable to survive on your own, there was no need for taeyong or yuta’s mercy when it was essentially to fulfil their own feeble ego. It felt like a kick to your noble gut!

Ignoring it completely, you went to wash up hurriedly so you could get out of his hair before he could attempt to spoil your mood any further. When you came back, a very unfamiliar sight astounded you. A man with deep blue suit stood in the kitchen with his back to you and if it was not for his blonde hair, he could easily be mistook for some gentleman. Due to the light blending sound of the juicer, he had missed your incoming. As you passed the sink to get to fridge, dirty dishes caught your eyes that he still hadn’t washed. You were not going to put your hands in his mud and before he could order,you told him off.

“ clean after yourself before leaving or it’ll stink in here.” You quietly said as you washed the oranges for breakfast.

“whaattt?” he asked like you were speaking some gibberish.

“I said clean these dirty dishes”

“Says who!” he raised a brow at you. “the one who was sleeping in the trash herself!”

“what trash? Oh! That was just a plate. And worry about yourself, I know how to wash mine!” you replied continuing the peeling.

“huh! Don’t boss me around. あなたは私の母ではありません!” before you could ask him what he muttered, he threw something on the pile. You slightly winced at the clatter but didn’t turn around and let him leave.

You examined the mess. The noise producer was a glass. The juicer was also filled with vegetable residues. One could only hope that he would take up your suggestion or you would be banning yourself from the kitchen, for ever!

You were peeling the second orange when he came out of his room and rushed out like his tail was on fire. A frustrated sigh left you as you took in the state he left the kitchen in but you were not going to be his maid. If he wanna eat, he could do it himself.

After breakfast, you did some finals revision which were approaching in three weeks but not like you were not prepared. All the papers were submitted, just the thesis topic submission was left which everyone else was already done with. Even jungkook. But you were instead going to use the day to make up with chelin.

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The day went as fine as it could. Chelin agreed to go shopping with you but it took more than just a takeout to sincerely apologise this time. She denied you half day, making you race for her forgiveness but eventually gave in at the end, with terms and conditions of course.  

You studied till late night but didn’t hear yuta returning. But the next morning you knew that he didn’t arrive at all. And in exasperation and for your own well being, you cleaned the sink to remove the stench. As much as you wanted to call taeyong, he won’t be helping you in anyway, that you were sure about. He pretended to take your side but at the end he was always yuta’s brother. And you were just a nobody.

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Wednesday 3:43

 Johnny: where are you? Answer me asap.

  You : I’m studying. Don’t disturb me!

Johnny: sure. Don’t show me tantrums and come out. i’m waiting

You : waeyoo??

You groaned at the message. Avoiding him was no more an option!

You : where are you? I’m already on the pavement.

You looked around for a tall figure but he was nowhere to be seen.

“you are alive!” johnny jested, turning you with your shoulders to face him. He was clad in off white button down and white pants, making your worn out self feel like a beggar.

“you tracked me again?”

“woahh! You hit my generosity with a shit face! Expected better from you.”

“ did. You. track. Me .johnny!”

“you started it by not replying. I was worried!” he defended himself a bit comically.

“I swear I’m going to drown this bracelet in a sewage!” you bellowed while getting out of his grip.

“you know you can’t do that and it’s waterproof and maybe gutterproof as well so think harder about throwing it. Hyuck would find it eventually and make you wear the same piece!.”

Scrunching your nose in disgust, you muttered a curse at him which only earned a chuckle from him.

“why are you here anyway.”

“for shopping.”

“what shopping?”

“clothes! Duh. You have a celebration to attend!”

You scoffed at his casual tone. “ what celebration johnny. I’m not doing another shit on taeyong’s order.” You declared, hands crossed on chest.

“it’s not something grand. Just a small get together of office workers and you know you can’t ditch tae.”

“office event! That’s another reason to avoid it. I would be alone with yuta and If you don’t know already, he literally pulls his knife at me everytime he sees me! He’ll k-

“I’ll be there.”

“oh so now this is an office event with family members! Good luck convincing me this time!”

“who said anything about attending as family.” He said, winking at you and dragged you by right arm towards his car. Once you were seated, you stopped him from going further.

“nope. Listen. Lemme think first , then I’ll decide what to wear on my own. If you have time, just drop me home. I’m hungry and I have some work to do.” You tiredly said, dropping your head on the seat. He could only chuckled at your antics.

“then we’ll eat something before shopping and I’m not hearing another word. Fasten your seatbelt lady, we are going on a highway to shopping!” you laughed at his cute shout and he took it as a signal to drive.

After insisting johnny that you were going to pay for your own dress, you both stopped at the mall food court to eat something. A full tummy rotated your mood 180 degrees and you were ready to have him pull you around. He dragged you from store to store to only end up doing window shopping until he found THE ONE! That was what he declared it to be!

You both went around different aisles to pick some clothes. Though you could afford those, you still didn’t had the heart to do so. Your precious money was going for what! Clothes?

After something like twenty minutes, you both met near the changing room as decided.

“Go change and give me a show. I don’t trust your old school brain.”

You huffed but did as he said.

He has gotten mixture of bright colours and soft shades, sleeveless and thin strapped, long dresses!

And the one you chose were south to his north. You wore one that you picked at first, a solid black knee length flowy skirt dress with long sleeves. It looked good on all the right places, so you went out to show him.

“how’s this?” you asked him excitedly but the mood died down seeing his dull expression.

“no! you ain’t wearing anything this short!”

“Knee length is not short johnny”

“change it!”

“uugghh!”

The next dress you wore was ivory draped puff long sleeve mini dress. You almost cooed at yourself but he rejected it again. at every dress you chose, he shook his head in disagreement.

“why don’t you try mine ones?” he quipped.

“um. I don’t wear sleeveless.soo..

“why? Those looks sexy girl!”

“no! get me anything quarter or long sleeved but not these thin straps and no questions coz I’m not answering any!” the questions in johnny’s head died down before he could even form them.

“okkk. No need to bite me over that. Wait lemme find something.”

You stood in the changing room for what felt like eternity when johnny finally called you out with his nosy loud voice.

“these!” he handed you two dresses and signalled to change.

“why are we hustling so much. It’s not like anyone’s gonna bother!” you said in a bored tone, feeling the heaviness of the dresses.

“just go already. I’m getting hungry again!”

Both of his dresses were beautiful. All the previous ones looked quite dull in comparison. And just by looking, you already knew what you wanted. as you took in your appearance after changing, a smile lit up on your face. It was a powder blue dress with golden embroidery. The plunging neckline with fitted waist accentuated your best features though it would only properly fit when you were not bloated from eating. Sheer elbow length sleeves with gold hid what you wanted to in the first place, so they were alright. The satin skirt was long , resting right against your legs, not too flowy but you could already imagine yourself in your black heels that would be hidden under the skirt ,yet complementing it perfectly.

you presented yourself in front of johnny.“I want this one.” You said, tightening your hair tie. he wordlessly walked towards you and removed it, setting your straight hair on your back instead.

“how do I look?” you questioned hopefully. His face adorned a very light smile but it still reached his eyes. He moved backwards and examined your form , pretending to be evaluating you with hands tucked in his pockets.

“you look like-” he paused before biting his lower lip as if finding something peculiar to say. “a woman.” He completed, gaze still fixed on your eyes.

“what! A woman. That’s all!! you are just like- just like yeong! Ugh” you stomped your feet before going back to change into original jeans. You were expecting some high quality comment but nevermind.

After you were gone, johnny couldn’t control his laughter. He knew his compliment was lame , heck it wasn’t even a proper compliment but he meant it. And it was not for the dress you wore but for the smile that he saw for the first time. He sighed before he saw you approaching.

“I’m also hungry. Let’s get takeout. Devil won’t be home. We can peacefully eat without interference.”

Johnny chuckled again before following you.

“hey, isn’t this one a bit expensive.” He enquired as the other dress was a bit cheaper.

“I don’t care. I’ll think of this as a long term investment.”

“how?”

“I’ll repeat it at your wedding!”

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Your stomach growled loudly as you opened the door. Johnny tailed behind you with arms full of food and clothing bags. He went to kitchen as you proceeded to find your shorts, dying to get out of the hellishly tight jeans. Holding your hair in a low loose ponytail, you exited the bathroom only to find johnny standing there like a pole.

“what?”

“what! I gotta pee. Get out!” he pulled you out while entering himself.  You returned to the kitchen mumbling incoherently at johnny and opened the take out boxes. As you made your way for the couches, johnny shouted at you.

“you animal!”

“what? Did you call me?”

“you need to heat it first. I’m not gonna eat like an animal!”

You felt slightly unnerved when he extended his hand to carry them to the kitchen again. in no way you were going to stand near it so you transferred the boxes and made your way to the room.

“heat them. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

“no wait! why are you always running?” he placed the boxes on counter in a swift motion and rushed for your door.

“why are you hiding now?” he asked knocking lightly, not sure if it was locked or just shut down.

“don’t you have food to heat?”

“oh so that’s your way of running from chores!” he dragged out the last words mockingly.

“no its not like that.” Your said in a small voice. “I’ve an irrational fear of beeps. So I can’t go near the microwave.” You mumbled, voice filled with embarrasement. You weren’t sure why you told him but the bullet was out now.

Johnny went quiet before opening the door to find you standing, head hung low. Taking your arm, he pulled you out of the room.

Now you were standing in front of the oven, scared if he was going to run a test on you. You tried to back away but he was quick in caging you with his long ass arms.

“here,” his finger pointed to a certain button, “this is a mute button. You can shut this damn thing dude. Were you living under a rock or something?” he screeched at you in a high pitched voice, making you wince. But you were stunned at the discovery and you were sure chelin was as illiterate as you were in this matter.

“is it also some expensive shit?”

“no dumbo. Most of these have a mute function. Either you were stupid or just unlucky to buy a wrong one. But what’s with the scare.” He asked with curiousness in his eyes.

You drew your eyes away, wishing he would let it go but his deep stare ultimately broke you.

“Umm old trauma,” you started , avoiding his eyes, “I was in the accident with my mama and dad.I don’t have vivid memories of it, the only thing I remember is the noise of ambulance, police, some shouting. Nothing more. When they took me to their hospital room ,maybe coz I was crying or something, they d-died in front of me. H-heart monitors. Beeping again. when first time mrs.park , my orphanage caretaker , took to me to kitchen to make me food, I screamed and lashed at her violently. A lot of teasing followed that incident, by the senior kids ofcourse. But its only limited to few things, I don’t get triggered by cars or music. And she never took me to kitchen after that, maybe that’s why I never overca-.” You faced him as you completed. “th-that’s the story.” Your voice came out as a harsh deep breath.

“I-I’m sorry. I’ll keep my mouth shut from next time” He apologised, his hands sliding from the counter to your waist. “ I- let’s heat this. Your first time. I’ll show you how we use this high end gadget.” He suggested, lightening the atmosphere instantly.

“yeah. I’m very excited!” your words were cheerful but voice wasn’t. he gave you a full on tutorial like a salesman at which you nodded like a very compliant customer. Now you were waiting. Sometime while showing you, his arms had securely held you against the counter, comfortable smiles resting between you two. Johnny’s eyes scanned every feature of your face, in a gaze that was not very tricky to describe. Your own hands were resting on the counter, twitching under his scrutiny. You didn’t want to but couldn’t help thinking if he-

“Woah! What. Is. Happening?” yuta’s surprise entry alarmed you both as johnny levelled himself up, covering you from yuta’s inquisitive eyes.

“Nothing. you say? How was office.” Johnny inquired, immediately changing the subject.

“they love me. That’s enough for me. But what are you up to suh? He wiggled his brows, neck craning to indicate behind-the-scenes happenings.

“we-we went to shopping. And we were gonna eat now. You wanna join?

“shopping? What did you got? Condoms?” he whispered the last part with a devilish smile.

Johnny glared at yuta to which yuta answered with a tired look.

“enjoy yourself. it’s better that I sleep off whatever is gonna happen here. Just keep it low. I’m fucking exhausted and dead.” He retired saying it loudly enough for you to melt in humiliation but he didn’t know explicit comments won’t make you feel low in shame.

Johnny circled to face you after his departure, embarrassed eyes wandering all over the kitchen cabinets above your head.

“I’m not gonna touch it. get it out.” You motioned for the food that was burning in the heat, according to you.

“oh!”

You both went to couches to enjoy the food and talked for about 30 minutes more. It seemed like yuta was seriously out like a light. You laughed, ate, gossiped and when the session ended, he was well aware of your infatuation with certain kinds of drinks and you knew that hyuck was the stinkiest person on earth. All was well and he left, making you happy for the time being.

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Friday

For the whole day, you were busy. Prof. kwang suddenly thought it was best to summon you to fill the absence of his assistant, adding fuel to misery. But you were able to function fully for you hadn’t  run into yuta in the last 24 hours. After completing the extra tutoring sessions, you finally arrived at the destination.

You ran out of the elevator as you were already late. Maybe beyond late. As your room keys jingled, a voice stopped you from turning the knob.

“you are late! We were supposed to be there at 7:30. Taeyong is gonna be pissed off at me now and all because of your shitty time sense.” He gritted his teeth,making you angry but when you turned around, you knew you had fucked up. He was fully ready in a black suit, hair swept back and all , like a gentleman but you didn’t get the time to admire him as the look in his eyes was literally enough to scare you.

“I’m a busy person. Just give me few minutes. I’ll be out.” You said quietly, not ready to start a verbal fight with a no-brain case.

“don’t do that.” he stopped you again from entering the room. “ take a shower first. You ain’t sitting in my car with that smell.”

You bit your lower lip to control the overwhelming urge to kick him in the balls for his hypocrisy and simply shut the door.

After a quick clean up, you changed into the blue dress, did some light makeup to hide the black holes under your eyes. Completing the look with red lip, you went out, bare handed.

Yuta was on the couch, playing some game when you saw him.

“aren’t we getting late or something?” you scoffed , standing in his vision. He sized you up as his pupils dilated. Not wanting to entertain him anymore, you treaded to find your heels. He joined you after a few minutes and within two minutes, you were out.

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As you entered the decorated hall, you knew johnny made the event sound more smaller than it was. How you were going to survive the long night was beyond your imagination. Every corner of the room was filled with people chatting away with each other. The more you looked, the more you felt like an outsider. no familiar figure met your sight. The anxiety started creeping in and that’s when you saw someone approach you.

“fashionably late yuta! Its understandable though. Look at y/n. she looks so pretty!” taeil exclaimed, wiggling his brows at you.

“hurry up would you?” yuta said in irritation.

“nope. You are still my employee so tongue in your mouth. now let’s announce your arrival first.”

You followed him like a cat, only stopping somewhere at the centre of the room. You noticed that taeil’s footstops gathered attention like none other.he glanced around before clearing his throat as an indication for everyone to quiet down.

“I don’t need to tell anyone why we are here! But formality is a trend in business and I shall follow it to my deathbed,” a combined laugh followed from everyone but it seemed like an inside joke for you. “yuta nakamoto, our dear employee got hitched in a very intimate ceremony and don’t worry even I wasn’t invited! But tradition continues and here were are gathered to celebrate their happiness. He would be gone soon again so it’d be nice if you all give your wishes and blessings for their future. And I’ll also introduce y/n to the family. She is nothing but a charming woman and i hope she ditches others to join our company one day!” a round of applause followed and taeil cleared the path for everyone.

One by one, people loomed towards you to congratulate in their own way. A hand snaked around your waist, startling you momentarily. “just smile.” His whispered into your hair. You nodded before putting on the biggest smile possible for a person stucked in your position. A few stolen glances at him showed that he was also flashing a bright smile as he shook several hands. Some asked your name, some were interested in your occupation whilst one was interested in knowing the jeweller of your ring. You couldn’t say taeyong so you just waved it off with few giggles. Millions questions were running through your head and there was noone to answer. The aroma of the food passing around in trays was not helping the grumbles coming from your empty stomach. Though you both moved to a corner, fellow employees were still taking turns to have the business and personal talk with your husband. He spewed words like he was the ultimate game, but you knew better just by the way his hold on your waist tightened at some particular questions.

You would’ve surely enjoyed his distress but you wanted nothing more than to eat a piece of cake that that just flew by you. luckily for you, a waiter halted at your stop. You grabbed a drink and hurriedly took a sip to soothe your nerves, all when yuta was staring like a hawk. He observed your nervousness right when you entered but it was heartbreaking for him to avoid poking fun at you.

He gulped his glass in one go, releasing a sigh of relief, as he saw taeyong and others approaching. kun, johnny, jaehyun were tailing behind but they seemed quite distant.

“hello mr. lee. We are glad to have you here.” Yuta formally shook taeyong’s hand, your face instinctively scrunched up at his behaviour.

“I see you married a very fine young woman.”taeyong also cajoled but in a very professional tone.

“you met her! She’s y/n. my partner in crime! Loveliest wife ever. But be careful, she’s a bit nosy.” He pointed his words towards you while keeping an arm around your shoulder. You simply rolled your eyes at him. You were about to threw his arm away when others approached you.

“If I wasn’t concerned about my repo here, I would have cooed at you y/n. I wanna pinch your cheeks so hard right now. Everyone thinks you both are so happy, but only I know how constipated you are from inside woman!”jaehyun laughed like he just shared a joke with you but not holding back, you just unleashed the exaggerated version of his laughter.

“oh jaehyun!” you started, slightly hitting your glass on his arm, “ not sure about a pinch, but I can surely punch your pretty face and guess what! I don’t have any repo to maintain. So its your responsibility that I don’t explode or else you won’t have anything to be concerned about anymore.” You finished letting out a fake giggle, but seemed like everyone but jaehyun found it funny as they were all laughing at the diss.

“atleast you think I’m pretty! No wait! it sounds all wrong!” he suddenly whined, encouraging everyone to laugh loudly at his state.

He was still being grumpy when an old man stopped near you, escorted by taeil making the uproar stop immediately. They all bowed at him and you followed suit. From the looks, he seemed in his 70s or maybe more.

“i love when young people find love. Who do you work for kiddo?” he lovingly asked you.

“I’m a masters student. Law specifically. I wish to join chois one day.”

“chois? I don’t like those leeches. You should try in qian mutlinationals. Kun have more opportunities and you can go international from there. He can give you a free ride till china, beyond that you can explore yourself!” as he finished his wise advice, you turned to kun in surprise. He nodded his head at you with a sheepish smile, confirming the words.

“sure, I’ll give it a thought.”

“and you nakamoto! I heard you were back last week but who would like to greet this old man who’s gonna die anyway.” He scoffed at him and you could sense the tone of friendliness in their interaction.

“you are the one to blame. You don’t get out of your house these days. And you don’t even care enough to visit us anymore.”

Now you were super confused.

“ohh! So she knows everything. When were you gonna tell me! When I had gotten diabetes with all the sweet talking.”as they all expressed their amusement, you were getting restless from all the unknown.

“I would love to hear your love story but I am extremely hungry. But y/n I have a work for you”, you nodded at his words, “ convince moon to remarry. I can’t watch him die like me, alone and unhappy. This manforce have failed so I expect a smart woman like you can find a way to do that. Please promise me, you’ll do it for this old man.” You were out of words but taeil made your work easy as he dragged him away.

“I think you’re drunk enough. Let’s worry about me while eating the delicious food.”

“only you can do it y/n!” and he was gone.

“you’ll get all answers so don’t worry. You look lovely by the way but I shall take my leave as I’m also very hungry.” Taeyong explained patting his stomach. Looked like everyone was getting food but you!

“y/n-ah! Not that shorts don’t suit you but dressing up just scaled up your beauty.” kun chimed in causing yuta to scoff. The way air was leaving his nose, it’d blow up anytime soon.

“johnny’s fashion sense is immaculate like always.” Johnny said, raising his collars.

“don’t blow your own trumpet. I was the one who chose it!”

“huh! What she chose were donkey dresses!”

“donkey! You need to change your dictionary.”

“respect. I’m a top level worker in lee financial corps.” He said smugly.

“so they just hire anyone wow!”

“not jus-

“stop you two! We are still here.” You glanced at kun and yuta, eyeing you both.

“I’m just hungry kun. I just had breakfast and coffee and nothing else.”

“then go and eat. I also need a breather from you!” yuta barked, playing with the empty glass.

It was your turn to snort now. But johnny linked his arm with you to take you away before the war could start. You ate as much as you wanted while questioning him,

“how can these employees have so much energy to spare. Don’t they work 9 to 5, then get time to attend a stupid party!”

“they were given half day off today.” He replied, munching the tofu.

“who was that old man?”

“that’s all part of a circle. You’ll complete it one day but I can’t tell u here so wait!”

“hmm. Then what about taeil? About remarrying him! And taeyong and kun’s companies. Dude that’s huge. How do you manage your syndicate.”

“stop! Cant you eat in silence woman. You’ll know when it’s your turn.”

“ok last one. How can yuta be an employee here when only thing he knows is to make juice or slice people!”

“we have his backup who does the actual work. Yuta takes cares of the investors and all. So he’s supposed to be anywhere but here. So it works out. And fyi he’s quite an eye candy here.”

“then go flirt with him! I ain’t in need of a poison candy.”

after gobbling all the starters, you conversed with him for about 20 minutes whilst enjoying your drinks. And he took you back to you designated seat for the night, right by yuta’s arm.

Earlier, you were being hoarded with guests, now it was your turn. It seemed like you were yuta’s assistant who was taking mini business reports from employees. By now you had no doubt that yuta was nothing but a chameleon, well versed in hiding his true self to blend in the corporate environment. You smiled as much as you could, giggled when yuta laughed and turned towards you, gulped numerous kinds of drinks and now you were a bit tipsy or maybe just tired or both.

You were handling fine being yuta’s dear wifey until they announced that there was a dance. And the stupid couples already hurdled to the centre to show off their skills which you didn’t have in the first place. You heard yuta groan as he pinched his nose and that was his most agreeable expression he had from the whole night.

“let’s just flee after this” yuta suggested.

“hell no! my dancing skills can’t be exposed to these prim prom perfect people. I ain’t doing it.” You continuously shook your head at him, the enmity forgotten for a moment. But he had other plans.

“don’t you dare step on me. I’m gonna eat you alive if you holed my shoes!” he suddenly moved you to the pool of people dancing on the floor. He guided your hands on the right places and the position made you both well aware of the tension in each other’s bodies.

“just do what others are doing.” You craned your neck from side to side but got nothing.

“nobody is doing anything. They’re just stitched to each other!”

“exactly.” And without any warning, he pulled you into him, your grip on his shoulders tightening instantly.Standing chest to chest with him, you totally forgot the need to exhale. You didn’t dare move as he delicately swayed you from side to side, his eyes boring into yours. You wondered what conception were you both throwing at others. He was no pro like you but still managed to look like one.

It continued for few moments until jaehyun interrupted you.

“can I have her hand in dance” he asked yuta to which the man just released you. it was so sudden that you were taken aback by his sour mood but everything about yuta was sudden so you didn’t paid much attention when you had a mountain of trouble standing in front of you.

“may i?” jaehyun asked, bowing to you.

“no!”

“oh come on. I’m much better than yuta in dance.” He jerked your hand and next moment you knew, you were waltzing with him. He was doing what you call actual dancing.

“you looked so romantic with him and here I get the stink eye.” he sighed at you.

“because I am confined by the demand of this situation or else even you would be sporting a black eye by now!”

“I feel extremely hurt y/n. we are same age so shouldn’t we be getting along.”

“getting along my ass you son of nepotism.”

“that’s so unlady like behaviour. You should be accepting friendships when you are getting them. As said by a someone very famous, life is fleeting and in your case, I won’t trust the lifecourse too much.”

“stop using instagram quotes on me. Read the context then put into application, jaehyun. Life is fleeting. Chances would be gone before you know it.”

“when was the last time you listened to someone without running your brain hmm?”

“the same day when you were taking a break from running your mouth.”

“you are a terrible dancer.”

“you aren’t any good either.”

“what was the name of the boy who gave you hickies?”

“you want classes from him?”

“nope. I’m more than better at my game. I just wanna confirm what is he? Blind or dickhead! Coz no sane man would come near your beasty at-

“I hope you love your shoes.”

“what!”

A gasp left him, face turning red as he shut his eyes tightly to contain the pain. you had stomped on his foot with your pencil heel and now he couldn’t do anything but mutter curses as he progressed slowly for the bar to sit. Yuta joined him soon only to fan the flames.

As the time passed , drowsiness took control over your senses. Dinner was being closed by now, but you were the hosts or were supposed to be , so there you stood by the door with same i-am-so-in-love-with-my-hubby and it-was-pleasure-to-meet-you grins plastered on your face. Yuta’s hands would be calloused by the amount of hand shaking he had done but not that you cared.

Goodbyes were sent to taeil and johnny as well and when you were about to leave, jaehyun and taeyong came over with some papers in their hands.

“y/n you forgot to sign these. This one is for the property situated in gangnam. I know I promised three in the same area but I changed my idea for bigger and better. This one’s is in Incheon and other is in busan, your hometown!” he recited as he showed you the stamped papers. You were not sure about taking anything from him so you refused.

“no taeyong. I’m good. I’ve my sources and I’ll be joining summer internship so I can fend for myself.” You reasoned.

“it’s part of the deal. Just sign, I mean well please.”

You felt everyone’s eyes on you as you tried to think harder about it.

“leave it taeyong. This tie is killing me so let’s just talk tomorrow.”yuta said, loosening his bow tie.

“It doesn’t concern you yuta and y/n its part of the promise. Do it or I’ll have to force.” Your jaw clenched at his desperate tone. so you snatched the pen , ready to do as he demanded.

“where do I have to sign!”

“here!” he pointed out on the first file. “and y/n y/l/n nakamoto!”

You nodded without glancing at him and signed on all the three files, making it official.

Taeyong flashed you a smile as you returned him the pen, “I’m glad it worked fine. Now you must be tired so we’ll let you retire.”

You passed him without caring enough to reply. Soon enough , yuta joined you.

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The passing trees and streetlights provided the comfort that you didn’t know you needed. It was sweet, the feeling of being alone yet not letting others feel the same. you were trying to count the number of streetlights as you passed speedily.

“aren’t you smart enough to know why taeyong took your signatures tonight?” yuta broke the silence. he took a sharp cut as you lost your count. Not receiving an answer, he spoke again, calmly, “ those properties were on earlier registered on taeyong’s name and that busan one is mine. Taeyong is sharp witted man  you should’ve been careful before giving in to him.”

“what are you trying to say!”

“everything’s flying through your head right! To put it simply, you are part of mafia now.” Your head snapped towards him in utter shock as words left his mouth, “ if you try to rant us or steal any info to give away, upon background checkout , you’d be found equally involved in the illegal activities of neos for when if it is proved that me or taeyong are part of underground, our properties would be sealed , stamping your future with them. You won’t even escape income tax department let alone cops! Those buildings are after all, result of our illegal income!” he stopped as he took another turn, not aware of how your eyes were glistening by now. “you can’t leave unless taeyong wants you to and pray if you would ever be able to! It was a surprise for all of us as well so you don’t need to feel betrayed at all. You, me, taeyong, johnny. The great black neos!” he finished as the car halted in the parking lot.

As soon as he unlocked, you ran out of it, tears rushing down nonstop. Elevator seemed too slow, the mirrors were making you more dizzy as it moved upwards. Everything came in flashes from the moment you passed by that alley. This was not the deal that you accepted! Regret and guilt filled you as the the lift opened. Throwing your shoes in the midway, you ran to your room as the tears turned into sobs, wrecking your whole body. Turning in the keys, you casted yourself onto the bed. With burning throat you passed out there.

And yuta stood outside your door, emotionless, in an attempt to envision how this would end for the both of you!

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yuta or johnny??? 

thank you so much for reading!

[queenxxxsupreme]

Was wondering if you could do a gender neutral Eskel/Reader where the reader is nonhuman and worried abt meeting Eskels brothers established relationship? You’re writing... is v good

A/N: Hi babe!! Sorry it took so long to answer to this. I got distracted with a few other works and then I just ended up sitting on it because I didn’t like how it felt when I finished it. But I fixed some things and I hope you like it!! Also a huge shout out to my lovely husband @writingawaymylife thank you so so much for helping me with this baby!!! I love you <3

Warnings: there’s talk of mentions of past harm caused to the reader for being both nonhuman and gender neutral so I’m not too entirely sure how to tag that?? There’s no descriptive details of the harm but it is mentioned. But there’s a lot of fluff!! And supportive Eskel!!

***

Eskel followed the sound of soft humming and the crackle of a fire. He moved quietly, wanting to hear everything. 

You were humming as you moved around the kitchen, busying yourself with making breakfast for yourself and the witcher in your bed. You were too occupied to hear him leave the bedroom and being the nearly silent man he was, he still made no sound when he leaned against the doorway to the kitchen. 

The wolf chose to study you, to take in your every move. You were quite graceful, your movements fluid but languid, as if you weren’t even trying to be so breathtaking. Your hair was tied back out of your face, something Eskel had rarely seen. He noticed fairly quickly that you preferred to have your hair down. The long locks acted as a shield to keep your ears from view. They gave away that you were not human, but an Elf.

With your long hair tied back, Eskel could see the scar that trailed down the right side of your neck. The scar was from a mob that attacked your home. You’d moved since then, but the scars remained. You were wary of humans and always made sure to cover any markings that would identify what you were. 

When you turned around completely, you jumped at the sight of him, your hand coming up to your heart. 

“Eskel. I didn’t see you there.” You smiled a little nervously, noticing how he was watching you.

“I’m sorry.” He was quick to apologize.

“It’s alright.” You wiped your hands off on a rag on the table. You gestured for him to take a seat at the table. You found it strange how even though you two had shared a bed four or five times a year in the two years you knew him, he was still hesitant to do anything without asking you first. He was a gentleman. He didn’t want to overstep any boundaries or do anything that would make you uncomfortable. 

“How long have you been up?”

“A while. Woke up when you left.” He admitted, moving towards the table. 

“I’m sorry I woke you.” You moved to get him a cup of tea. 

“That’s okay. I…. I should be leaving.” He looked to the door.

Your eyes followed his gaze. His two swords, still in their sheaths, were next to the door. He didn’t like the thought of bringing them any further into your home. However, you knew he wasn’t completely comfortable without them near, ready to be used if needed. What you didn’t know was that he kept them as far away from you as possible as to not make you uncomfortable or fearful of him. 

“So soon?” You tried to hide the upset tone in your voice. His eyes flickered back to you. You placed the mug in front of him. “You only arrived just last night.”

He said nothing to you. 

You began to move away from him but his hand clasped your wrist, keeping you near. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“It’s okay.” You assured him with a little smile. “I understand.”

He released you, allowing you to move around the kitchen. His eyes followed you, noticing a shift in your demeanor. You were no longer humming and your shoulders weren’t held as high as usual. They were slumped. You were upset. 

“Where are you going, if I may ask?” 

Eskel turned his head to look out of the only window in the kitchen. A thin layer of white snow had gathered on the ground outside. He had gotten a late start on heading home this year. 

“Kaer Morhen.”

You nodded your head gently.

“Come here, love.” He pulled the chair out next to him and motioned for you to sit. You did as he directed, clasping your hands together in your lap. He leaned forward in his chair, his elbows on his knees, and wrapped your hands in his own. “I don’t want to leave, trust me. But I don’t want to chance a blizzard coming and blocking me from getting to the keep safely.”

“What’s waiting for you there? At Kaer Morhen?” You tilted your head to the side a little. You’d only heard about Kaer Morhen in stories from your family, but Eskel had never once mentioned it to you. 

“My brothers.” He answered honestly. The little smile that came to his scarred lips warmed your heart. “It’s, um, it’s sort of tradition. Every winter, we meet there. We rest and prepare for taking the Path in the spring.”

Your eyes fell to his hands. They were warm and comforting, though they were worn from years and years of hard labor. 

“I want you…. I want you to come with me, Y/N.” Eskel’s words were quiet and hesitant. Your eyes flickered up to meet his.

“You what?”

“Only if you want to.” He was quick to add, unsure if you would even want to step foot in a witcher’s keep. Witchers hunted monsters and to many humans, you were a monster. “You don’t have to though.” He shook his head, pulling his hands away. He was fearful he’d crossed the line with saying what he did. 

“Eskel, I’d love to spend the winter with you.” You reached over to place your hand on his arm. “But I…. I don’t want to invade. Kaer Morhen is your home. You should spend time with your brothers.”

“I’d…. I’d like for you to meet them. If you want to, that is.”

You gazed at him for a few moments, heart racing at the idea of him introducing you to his family. A smile spread across your lips and you nodded your head. 

“I’d love to meet them.”

***

You stuck close to Eskel as he led you out of the stables and towards the castle.

“What if they don’t like me?” You quietly asked him, turning your head to look at the witcher.

“Don’t be ridiculous. They’ll love you.”

You couldn’t help but feel anxious. Your stomach twisted up into knots. But what if they didn’t love you? What if they didn’t even like you? What if they viewed your kind as less than them simply because you were Elvan? What if they attacked you like the humans did? Surely you wouldn’t survive three witchers. 

Eskel could hear your heart beat faster and the way your breath seemed to catch in your throat. Your hand on his arm tightened too, almost to the point of hurting. 

He came to a stop and turned to face you. 

“You’re scared.”

You couldn’t meet his gaze, your eyes finding the tall tower that peered over one of the stone walls in the courtyard. 

Eskel placed two fingers beneath your chin and turned your head so that you had no choice but to look at him. Warm pools of honey gazed at you, tender and affectionate. 

“Tell me why you are scared.” He spoke quietly. “Is it because they are witchers?”

“No, Eskel.” You shook your head, pulling his hand from your chin so you could lace your fingers together. “That’s…. That’s not it at all.”

“Then please tell me. I don’t like seeing you so scared. You have no reason to be.”

You turned your head away from him again, fixating your eyes on the tower. You were quiet for a few moments, trying to think of the right words to use.

“It’s…. Eskel, it’s because of me.” You turned your head to look at him but you could only hold his gaze for a split second before looking down to the medallion on his chest. “Not only am I Elvan, but I don’t…. I don’t conform to what many think of as ‘normal’ even for an Elf. I don’t fit nicely into a ‘male’ or ‘female’ slot. I’ve been persecuted because of my race and who I identify as. I’ve-Eskel, I have been attacked for something I can’t control, for being me.” Your voice broke and you shook your head. “And that punishment is often inflicted on those I’m with. I’m worried about how they will treat you for being with me. You have enough to deal with, with the outside world. I’d never want to make your home unsafe for you or to make you feel unwelcome. I don’t want the ones you love to treat you that way.” 

His brows furrowed together softly and a frown became etched on to his scarred lips. Sadness filled his eyes. 

“Y/N, you don’t deserve anything that’s happened to you because of who you are.” He pulled you in for a hug, his big arms wrapping tightly around you. His hand came up to the back of your head, cradling you to his chest. “You are the kindest person I’ve ever met. You are compassionate and thoughtful and caring. And you’re brilliant and funny. You deserve to be treated based on your personality, not on what you are or identify as.”

You held him tightly, inhaling his scent and letting him comfort you. 

He pulled away first, large hands coming up to cup your cheeks.

“You are perfect just the way you are, Y/N.” Eskel leaned forward to kiss your lips tenderly. “And I promise you that you have nothing to fear from meeting my brothers. They won’t think any different of me and they definitely won’t hurt you. We know what it is like to be judged by our appearances, Y/N. We’re witchers for crying out loud.” He chuckled a little, though it was sad. 

You nodded your head, squeezing his hand and smiling softly at him. 

“Thank you, Eskel.”

“I’m only telling you the truth, my love.” He placed a kiss on your cheek and turned to walk towards the keep. 

***

Your grip on his hand tightened as the large doors to the castle were pushed open by Eskel. 

“Just so you know, we have a few extra guests this year.” He whispered to you. He could hear talking and laughter coming from the main room, and thanks to his enhanced hearing, he could tell that there were many more people there than just his brothers. 

The large doors creaked shut behind you both. 

“What?” Your eyes widened, a little panicked and caught off guard.

“They’re all friends, practically family.” He explained, bringing your hand up to kiss your knuckles. “People we’ve met along the Path. Well, mostly Geralt. He has a habit of bringing in strays.”

As you both turned the corner, the chattering stopped and all eyes turned to you two, though you felt as if they were more focused on you than Eskel. There were a few seconds where you thought for sure everything was going to be terrible. But then an ashen haired man stood from the table and moved to greet Eskel. 

You let him go and stepped aside so the flock of people could say their hellos and hug Eskel. 

“Who are you?” A man with brown hair and yellow eyes asked, moving towards you. On his chest was the same medallion that Eskel had. 

“Y/N.” You smiled politely and held your hand out. He looked at your hand and stuffed his into the pockets of his trousers. You put your hand down, suddenly feeling like maybe trying to shake his hand wasn’t a good idea. 

“Where are you from, Y/N?”

“Ignore him.” An older man dawning the same medallion brought his hand down on the brunet’s shoulder. “Vesemir.” He held his hand out for you. 

“Vesemir.” You repeated, a smile forming on your lips. You shook his hand. “I-I’ve heard so much about you. Eskel, he talks about you a lot.”

“Oh, please.” The brunet rolled his eyes. “Eskel’s a suck up.”

“It’s good to see you too, Lambert.” Eskel moved around the two witchers to stand at your side. He introduced you to everyone and for a moment, you were a little overwhelmed with the attention. But then they started to return to their tables and you were able to breathe. 

“Not so bad, is it?” Eskel asked you quietly as he laced your fingers together.

“No.” You smiled softly. “I like them.”

“Nice of you to finally bring Y/N to Kaer Morhen.” The white haired man said, yellow eyes finding you.

“Y/N, this is Geralt.” Eskel gestured to the man. 

“The White Wolf.” You nodded, smiling. 

“Don’t encourage him.” Lambert rolled his eyes, swatting a hand in your direction, and then he went to the table. 

“Geralt is just fine.” Geralt said. “I’ve heard a lot about you. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

Before you had a chance to ask what he meant by that, he was walking back to the table too. 

You looked at Eskel. 

“You’ve told your family about me?” You asked him quietly, a little smile pulling at your lips. 

“Just Geralt.” Eskel blushed a little. 

Someone called for you both and when you looked at the table, a colorfully dressed brunet man was waving you two over. 

Eskel slipped his arm around your waist and guided you towards the table. 

“Welcome to Kaer Morhen.”

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[kuronokiseki]

A Honest Review of Nostalgia? (feat. Romantica)

Took my time to gather enough courage to write this ^^;;

So here goes my unneeded opinions...

Warning: Contains -

1. Opinions

2. Bad analyzing skills

First thing first, the premise. Just from reading the blurb I already knew where Nostalgia is heading, how things will not end up pretty... And it baffles me that many ppl are realizing it now? Your tyrannical boss turns out to be your ex and he wants to make you his again. Isn’t that just scary xD Then again, doesn’t trouble me that much bcs I don’t get the logic that queer relationships always have to be happy and healthy when relationships irl aren’t always sunshine and rainbows regardless if it’s queer or not. But yeah, that’s not the actual problem, instead some ppl can be uncomfortable with its portrayal and it may be triggering.

Moving onnnn to the first chapter, haha I did remember watching the sih anime but I can’t even recall what the hell happened in the two seasons. Reading the first chapter again for the second time I’m reminded once again of how boring the plot of Nostalgia is in general xD The beautiful animation and ost didn’t manage to fool me, heck yah~ I think 90% of the plot is just abt manga publishing + whatever happened 10 years ago. I tried so hard to like the characters but I can’t, I found all of them are one-dimensional as opposed to Romantica’s more quirky yet deeper cast. Like, sure Usagi loves Misaki too frickin much that without him he’ll die (lol) but his character arc isn’t limited to anything related to Misaki.

Even I saw some Japanese reviewers complaining how slow the plot moves , they even used the snail emoji bwahaha 🐌 When I thought Romantica can be repetitive and boring at times, but good lord Nostalgia has it even slower. If there’s another chapter abt senpai flashback again in the future seriously I will imagine there’s a wall in front of me and bonk my head against it (no way I would do that with a real wall it will hurt ;-;) Like c’mon. They need to stop fixating on the past. Of course Romantica has flashback chapters too but it’s to add something new, but in Nostalgia’s case it will hinder them to move forward hence the barely progressing plot

Now I would like to comment on the love rivals. Excluding An, all the love rivals are annoying me xD Why? Bcs their existence doesn’t do much other than for drama. Yokozawa is the typical jealous ex, Haitani is a Sumi copycat and Nao is just another Yokozawa but this time pursuing Ritsu. Lol Nakamura what just happened. As for Romantica’s love rivals, we know that their roles aren’t just to spice things up. Sumi kickstarted massive character developments of both Usagi and Misaki, yeah he’s approaching Misaki only to try getting into Usagi’s pants but hey he still cares genuinely for Misaki and they remained bffs after that. Won’t comment on Mizuki since he’s not rly a love rival. I’ve grown meh over Kaoruko so won’t talk abt her too. In Haruhiko’s case, him pursuing Misaki is just a small part in in his and Usagi’s already strained relationship, and it’s to show how the two brothers doesn’t rly differ from each other. As for Ijuuin... Lol I know he can be annoying but let’s be honest he acts as a perfect foil to Usagi and their banters  are so fun to watch (with Jojo-esque sound effects haha).

Now getting past the plot, characterization... It’s time to talk abt Takano and Ritsu’s relationship. Personally I still think that their relationship can still be fixed, especially on Takano’s end. He needs to give Ritsu some space, that poor boy needs time to carefully sort out his thoughts and feelings, I can tell how much Ritsu is confused with himself. He has to APOLOGIZE,  and put Ritsu’s feelings before his own. He can’t just do whatever he pleased and telling Ritsu what to do, given that they’re not even dating yet for now.

As for Ritsu... If he couldn’t voice it out, then he shouldn’t force himself to. There are lots of other ways to express your love and it isn’t just saying “I love you.” Believe it or not, it’s actually possible for a couple who haven’t said I love you to each other directly to still enjoy a happy relationship. Just ask Victuuri lmao.

Last but not least, my expectations of Nostalgia in future chapters. Uhh, I have to say that I’m pretty neutral on whether they will still end up together or they will break up but honestly the latter part seems impossible ^^;; Now that the countdown is getting close and Ritsu’s probably going to confess, but I will be quite disappointed if he does as soon he and Takano meet again. I don’t think that would be a right timing, given how things are going now. It should be done when things are properly sorted out between them and Takano not only apologized but turned over a new leaf as well. I do strongly think that the current Takano doesn’t deserve Ritsu’s confession as per now.

And that’s all my totally not-objectively-right opinions. Thank you for reading :)

[theresebelivetirl]

hi there everyone !

i recently got some new followers, so i just want to say welcome !!

a few months back, i joined tumblr again and made a post abt hyperfixations. tumblr is a big outlet for me in terms of hyperfixations.

my hyperfixations are also a big reason why i consider myself a multi fandom account.

right now, i’m currently hyper fixated on the chilling adventures of sabrina, specifically zelda & lilith.

some of my recent, past hyperfixations include: dr. sleep [rose the hat], chicago [velma kelly], caos [again but just lilith, about a year ago], the witcher [yennefer & geralt] & american horror story [any of sarah paulson’s characters].

i have other interests, but none of which are hyperfixations of mine. If you like any or all of the characters listed above, pls follow !! i’m always looking for new friends💛🖤 also, if you’re interested in learning abt my other interests, shoot me a message !! i might make a post abt it later. and since we’re all stuck in quarantine, i was thinking abt starting little fics or one shots. let me know if that’s something you’d be interested in !

***just because i’m no longer hyperfixated on something, doesn’t mean i don’t like it anymore***

it usually just means it won’t be my main interest, but i will still post abt it. in fact, i’m working on a dr sleep fic that i’m thinking abt posting soon.

this post had a lot of info (i have ADHD combined type lol), so if anything needs to be clarified, let me know. thanks !

[luukeskywalker]

I’ve been out here dealing with that feeling for years and it’s ruined my academic life I don’t know what to do!! Sorry I don’t wanna hit your inbox with sad but I just kinda feel you and hope we both learn how to cope with this!!

RIGHT!! not only has it messed with my academic life, but i’ve had some RSD meltdowns that severely ruined very close relationships in the past. those were all before i learned what RSD even was, and i really hope that in the future, with my knowledge of what it is, i can stop that from ever happening again.

don’t worry abt hitting my inbox with sad! i’m actually kinda using this as an excuse to share my thoughts on RSD because now that i know what it is, i like…. Understand. I Know Shit Now

i think the biggest thing i’ve had to come to terms with while processing my RSD is that… you cannot blame other people for having your RSD meltdowns. i understand really well how much it hurts to be rejected, whether it’s a perceived rejection or a real one. all the times that i’ve totally snapped and had major RSD breakdowns, it’s been because of a real-ass rejection. 

but my inability to regulate my own emotions is not someone else’s fault. yes, it hurts to be rejected. yes, it hurts beyond explanation when someone i care about has decided i’m not worth being around. it’s incredibly painful for anyone, not just those of us with ADHD! but even if someone says “you know what i don’t want to be around you anymore,” it’s not okay to just… snap. go crazy aaa go stupid aaa. i know how tempting it is, because it feels like you’re handling your emotions by letting them out at someone who very much hurt you… but it’s not good for you, and it’s not good for the person who triggered this RSD response.

i know that the pain can strike lightning-quick and it feels like everything inside you is screaming at you to GET RID OF THIS HURT, DO SOMETHING, DO ANYTHING, AAAA!!!! but honestly? the best thing for you to do in this moment is to take a deep breath and step back from the situation that’s hurting you. do you know, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that this person is genuinely doing something on purpose to hurt you? there’s a post floating around here that states it’s always better to believe in ignorance before malice. that post is so beyond accurate. most of the time, someone who has triggered an RSD response did not mean to hurt you. they simply don’t know how or why it did hurt you.

if it is something you can’t stop fixating on, then it’s okay to bring it up to the person that hurt you - after you have calmed down. “when you said this, it felt like you were rejecting me, and it really hurt my feelings.” if possible, you can talk to them about how to keep a situation like this from happening in the future, too. if you have an RSD meltdown over a piece of criticism that rubbed you the wrong way, it’s not that you should never be exposed to criticism ever again. it’s that you need to find a way to get criticism that won’t feel like an attack. sometimes that means wording things differently. sometimes it honestly means being able to recognize your feelings and calming yourself down before you have an RSD meltdown. we can’t live our lives without criticism! we’d never grow or change!

okay, i’ve gone essay mode, but i have stuff i need to to ^o^;; thanks for letting me ramble!

[sireneia-a]

anyway thread wishlist stuff i guess ?? ofc nobody has to do this so if you ever want to thread w/ me about something different don’t feel obligated to choose any of these just cause i eventually want to write them 

it’s lengthy as a note but at least under a cut! apologies for those on mobile. i’m also refraining from listing anything shippy since i don’t want ppl to feel obligated to ship with me just because i like a certain ship fsduhfsdkjsdhksfd. list goes in roster order, not based on personal interest level. i’m also putting the MOST far-fetched shit on here like with muses i expect literally no one to have cause i’m wild

KENT ( fe7 )

odd friendship between kent, sain and lowen 

kent hanging out with literally any of the other red christmas cavaliers

postgame conversation with kent about what both parties have been up to since fe7 

heroes verse thread with kent and another steward like character

heroes verse thread with kent and another catria archetype having that Unrequited Love for Liege Solidarity

KLIFF ( fe2 / fe15 )

hrm... i honestly don’t have a lot? i guess anything referencing the manga is cool cause i think his character arc in that’s really good

i mean. if i played archanea games, something with him meeting someone in archanea postgame probably would’ve been cool but i still haven’t played a marth game orz

OH HOW COULD I FORGET an fe2 kliff and an fe15 kliff interacting with one another!! probably heroes verse. i’d take writing the fe2 kliff any day god i love him

PERCY / LUTZ ( fe14 )

heroes verse thread where lutz latches onto michalis with admiration 

heirs of fate verse thread between lutz and one of siegbert’s other retainers ( soleil, velour, ignis ) OR with syalla

azura mothered percy talking to his mom about his insecurity with singing compared to / inferiority complex with shigure

literally anything with hisame dude these supports have me so shooketh

TATIANA ( fe2 / fe15 )

any threads between tatiana and either zeke/camus OR nyna are Yes. Very Yes in my book. i love the uniqueness and gray morality of their love triangle situation

since i hc that tatiana is good friends with rinea pregame, i think a thread between her and berkut pregame sounds good!! or heroes thread if someone prefers. it could be about anything honestly

fe2 tatiana interacting with an fe15 tatiana!!! heroes verse most likely as was explained in kliff’s variant. i’m definitely willing to write either tatiana in this situation but i’d assume fe2 tatiana would be mine ngl

HMMM i don’t really have much direction this, but i think tatiana interacting with a louise sounds kinda interesting!

tatiana interacting with a lovestruck character ( not necessarily a catria archetype but characters like canon love interests could also work ) that are young and serving as a confidant for them on romance affairs!!!

STAHL ( fe13 )

mentor-student relationship between frederick and stahl

WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT... heroes verse thread between stahl and alec?? i just think these two would have a weird dynamic that sounds kinda fresh

HINATA ( fe14 )

parent-child thread between him and hisame !!!!

i have a valentia verse for him i wouldn’t mind using actually!! especially considering he’s a deserter in that au

MARIBELLE ( fe13 )

hmm i’m probably not describing this well but a thread where she helps someone with dressing up / makeup sounds feel-good?

maribelle helping plan lissa’s wedding !!! god u know she’d be all over that shit !!!

maribelle and chrom having some kind of heart to heart. maybe talking over the past?? whether it be the former exalt and ylisse’s past or hell even some jugdral history. i feel like she’d know it.

SILAS ( fe14 )

somebody talking about silas’s history as a bad boy(tm)

silas reminiscing about the past with either camilla or xander

big brother relationship between silas and elise?? i mentioned briefly before that i think them being close because of him opening up about how he wants to meet corrin again and elise being supportive is totally my jam

more corrin + silas childhood friend interactions in general dude i won’t ever get enough of that

BERKUT ( fe15 )

berkut and fernand interactions are cool !!! especially ones that highlight their age difference and maturity levels/gap in experience

berkut lives au where he reflects with alm about the paths they took in life

berkut lives au where he talks with alm about rudolf and rigel in general

dude literally any otome situation between berkut and rinea and i’m down. i know i said i’d refrain from anything shippy but <:’) oops.... 

HAYATO / TSUKUYOMI ( fe14 )

hayato meets elise. idc where it goes but i just think their dynamic could be hilarious

hayato reflects with fuga about his parents

parent-child thread where hayato talks about the wind tribe with rhajat

heroes verse thread where hayato meets ricken. i’m also down for him being like the oldest version ( except maybe azelle might be older than him ?? idk dude ) of the archetype of young prodigy mage and just babysitting them all begrudgingly

a ship thread where someone convinces him it’s okay to be self-indulgent and show childish behavior or weakness. idk if he’s acquiesce if it was someone besides his lover

training thread or some other kind of interaction between hayato and hinata

MARK ( fe7 )

one of the rgb lords trying to help him learn self-defense

reunion with lyn in heroes verse. though warning that mark will kinda be awkward and not as warm abt it as nintendo continually makes lyn about it

more threads in general between mark and robins actually! considering the games like to liken them to one another

a thread between mark and someone from bern. let it be awkward. or let the other person actually have heard of mark before and his history in bern.

LEIF ( fe4 / fe5 )

a thread between him and seliph. i don’t really have any specific ideas except leif kinda being envious but yeah!

a thread with an ares talking about their times in leonster

dude an interaction with him and literally ANY second gen trust me i’ll be here forever if i list them all down but febail, patty, tine, lene, coirpre, diarmuid, and ced all jump out to me for various reasons

heroes verse thread between him and someone from awakening talking about how his legacy might have been thousands of years in the future. idk if leif would be like Extremely notable in the same way that arvis was, but i’d think it cool!

fe5 muses i will die for u

leif interactions with other protags!! god i love crossover protag interactions in heroes verse trust me

CLIVE ( fe2 / fe15 )

thread between him and jesse catching up on old times. this can be as awkward as hell or jovial but with clive hiding awkwardness underneath it

some kind of introspective heart-to-heart between him and mathilda, forsyth, lukas, or python. i’m down for any of those four tbh

not as much an interest to me as the kliff variant of this was  ( mostly due to the fact both clives are pretty similar actually ) but !!! fe2 and fe15 clive interacting with one another and talking about their circumstances. who do u trust more than urself

COIRPRE ( fe4 / fe5 )

sibling thread after lene and coirpre find out they’re related. 

sylvia children solidarity is being prisoners of war: the thread

sylvia children duality: coirpre having found family dynamic but lene is still fixated on finding their birth parents

au where coirpre is fathered by lewyn and he wields forseti but refuses to use it even though he still has it with him.

( incest implications tw ) a claud fathered coirpre holding the power to bring people back to life interacting with a charlot who knows how to wield the berserk staff. The Contrast My Dudes. or this same coirpre interacting with seliph post-war.

awkward thread between coirpre and a dancer since he has an aversion to dancers unlike most fe characters. heroes verse possibly BUT i can also work with a lara since i hc that it’s actually her troupe that he built his distaste for dancers from.

TINE ( fe4 )

sibling thread between her and arthur talking about their different histories growing up

LENE ( fe4 )

the three sibling threads i mentioned beforehand with coirpre

lene talking with lara about the influential men in their lives and their motives for becoming dancers

same thing as above but with rinea in heroes verse holy shit!!!!!

[girltomboy]

Me: *last (and first lol) had sex in December, way past ovulation/fertility time, used a condom, has had 5 consecutive periods since then*

Also me: damn this period is kinda lighter than usual... I'm pregnant 😨

To be fair it is a bit lighter than usual regarding the pains and cramps, but I've had my share of heavy & light periods in the past as well, depending on the month and how the stars align I guess. Anyway I've had a sick day and slept it off all day, now I'm caffeinated on cola and feel like writing about my days so here we go

Yesterday my BF pointed out that sometimes I complain about small random things too dramatically in a way that makes them seem like a huge deal. And I don't think he understands when I do that I'm half being sarcastic and half just expressing my opinion, especially seeing as I never speak about shit and only trust him to talk about stuff, I kinda expected him to just understand and roll with it. So I was like why is it such a huge deal, like you complain about things I don't really care about or notice all the time, but I won't point that out even if I disagree, I'll just laugh it off or joke about it and move on like I wouldn't make you feel stupid just for being bothered about something small bc like I get it. And he was like what's buzzing me is the tone you use, like it's too dramatic and negative. And I just stayed silent abt this bc like how do I even reply. Like what should I do about it? I'm rly not gonna change the way I express myself like me being a dramatic girl is something you're just gonna have to get used to if you haven't already cause I'm opinionated and expressive. Idk how you expect me to hide that. And anyway I was in a mood the whole evening bc that remark got me fucked up. So this "morning" AKA afternoon when I woke up, he calls me on his way to the store and is like "are you still sad?" I reminded him I wasn't sad last night and am not sad today, I was just confused and surprised, that's all. And he said I know you weren't sad, you were just not being yourself, not cheerful. I replied well why do I have to be cheerful all the time? I'm still myself even when I'm not in a good mood. And he said something like "well you're cuter when you're cheerful, and well nevermind I won't bother you with questions like these anymore bc I feel like I'm being unnecessarily annoying about it" and I tried to reassure him that he wasn't being annoying but I guess he understood my point and he dropped it. But I'm still like fixating on that remark, and I'm gonna let him know it's not something that's going to change or anything like that. It's just part of my self - expression, and if it's about something seemingly small I'm either being sarcastic about it, or just wanting to vent and get it off my chest, and he can either agree or not, laugh about it or not, acknowledge it or not, but in any case simply move on and stop pointing out my "tone" smh.

Anyway and today he was playing this new game and was like "this green potion is a huge heal, remember this cause I sure won't". So I kept jokingly repeating "green potion is big heal" to annoy him. And he was like "okay, you can forget it now. You're a big heal" n I was like wym and he was like "well you heal me cuz I feel good being around you". Got me ☺️☺️☺️🥺🥺🥺. And now I'm trying to finish this fucking presentation I got for tomorrow that's not even new it's based on an older project. But fuck me if I have the mental capacity to come up with fresh original ideas at the moment lmfao. And I'm kinda anxious about it but I'm soooooo ready to just get it the fuck over with. PLS NO QUESTIONS. I don't think I could answer a single question about it. Everyone better pay the fuck attention to it and avoid any confusion or curiosity, thanks. I already know my teacher is going to hate it because it's in English and it's on a very broad and obscure topic. But she can keep the hate and choke on it. I'm being mean about her but she's not been horrible, just a bit too demanding for my liking. Anyway wtf am I rambling about go back to work stupid bitch