#people on twt stop saying things challenge

[zeb-z]

“You just hate to see a woman winning” tell me did Bo-Katan Kryze properly utilize girl power when targeting innocent civilians and children in terrorist attacks

[boyfiejay]

I love my girlfriend

PAIRING : Enhypen hyung line x female Youtuber! Reader

GENRE : fluff, bullet point

Warning : curse words, me rizzing up the reader😔

Word Count : 0.9k overall

Author's Note : this was long overdue☝🏻

Heeseung ☆

you're one of those underrated artists, that are underrated due to one sole reason

it's better to gatekeep a talented artist

yk the way some fans get sad that their favourites are now on everyone's fyp

yeah your fandom in a nutshell

they also thirst over you non stop

I mean you are stunning, gorgeous, beautiful, enchanting

just date me pookie

you used to be a youtuber before the music career fyi

imagine your fans' dilemma (dimension?) when you say out of nowhere that you have a bf

‘guys, my boyfriend sent me this :D’

and it's a silly picture of two cats or smtg

like your fans are fighting a fucking war on twt

and you are like cuddling with hee, listening to unreleased songs

you have no clue of what's going on

meanwhile heeseung…

he's ready to fight the war

posts a picture of you kissing his cheek on your insta story

he makes sure that only 1/4th of his face is visible

to keep his identity anonymous yk

…

your fans find his acc in 15 mins

he panics definitely 😭

tells you his innuendo after you wake up

and you're just like

‘yeah ok, sure’

WHY ARE YOU SO CHILL??

your boyfriend is getting deep fried on twt and you're like ‘el oh el’

dw your fans mean no harm

after a while they're like

‘they're cute tgt ig 😒’

Jay ☆

you're like a cooking channel

STAY W ME IK IT SOUNDS BASIC

you're like a blogger who blew up one day

because you're just soso pretty😻

alright anyways, your channel is focused around learning to cook

it's so chaotic sometimes

bcz you don't know shit about cooking

sorry if you do, let's pretend you don't >.<!!

you have almost killed yourself a dozen times

at some point people are like

‘??? how is she alive’

all thanks to your almost professional chef boyfriend

but no one has to know that ;)

anyways on like a milestone or something, you decide to cook blindfolded

bae you can barely cook with eyes open

your followers are concerned bro

like their blood pressure is rising by the minute

and like a holy light in the midst of the darkness

Jay stepped in, to save you from killing yourself fr this time

Your fans are seriously jumping around, squealing bcz he's just so soft and gentle to you :(((

but then they snap out and pretend to be angry

and you're like ‘meet my boyfie :3’

jk your fans love you two

like almost obsessed

also they're always sliding in Jay's dms

like I get it mans fine af but he's also taken

and also absolutely whipped for you 🤭

it's your world and we're just living in it…

Jake ☆

you are a gamer/streamer

your whole fan base is delusional

like so delusional, there are like hundreds and thousands of accounts claiming to be your bf/gf

but the iconic one ‘ynsboyfie’ is everywhere

like that acc is the most iconic thing in your lore

they are always there, no news of yours goes past them

always donating in your streams

and one day…

you forget to log in your priv acc

so your official acc has the comment

‘babe, you're so sweet ☹️🩷’

replying to ‘YNSBOYFIE’

???

oh your fans are livid

jokingly ofc

or maybe not

everyone on twt is like

‘who is this bitch???’

everyone hoping for his downfall

then you drop his pic

THE SWITCH UP IS INSANE

‘oh, oh, he's fiiine😏’

like I can't blame them, that's jake

but still they're supposed to be your fans

fucking snitches

my bae, pookum shmookum I would never

your fans love him

but also bully him calling him a lewser

hes so down bad he had a fan page for you

i dont blame him, i too would fangirl over you 😼

Sunghoon ☆

you're like a fitness channel

like those ones that have insane challenges

and your famous in people who have no interest in working out too

your face reveal went so viral, almost every single person knew your face

also your workouts (even tho deadly) always work so fast

people are in love with your figure and just you in general

you also upload mini vlogs once in a while

in these vlogs people noticed someone always being around you and in the back of the frame

at first they were like

‘obsessed fan😨’

but then they saw you laughing along with him in another clip

from the small clips, people couldn't see his face (bcz it's blurred) but omg the figure

the biceps, the buff and tall guy immediately steals everyone hearts

it's obvious from the clips that you're close with him

so naturally you are asked who he is and you just laugh

???

people are losing their minds woman

and you're just like ‘hehe’

they continue seeing him in your vlogs and in one clip you could see him putting his hands on your waist while you squat

you have no reaction to that

but twt…

he's getting dragged even though half of the people have no clue what's going on

you decide to take matter in your hands

and post this

with the caption ‘he's my boyfriend everyone :3’

the internet breaks

Sunghoon doesn't do his face reveal for a long time js bcz he doesn't feel like it yk

but when he does

good lord…

your fans love him

they also love how he glares at people who look at you the wrong way

you never notice that for some reason

[shiraishi--kanade]

Disappeared for rehearsal but your anger is totally justified and honestly as a wxs fan I am so so disappointed in the ones who start hating on vbs for this and completely misinterpreting all this and callig it useless for no other reason other than spite. Grow up oh my god.

Ofc i also was excited for limited tsks5 (but moreso for the possibility for long haired rui bc samurai-ish set?) but it's not like. The end of the world. Idk i just feel like this is such childish behaviour and you, especially as a vbs oshi, deserve to be mad bc honestly. The twitter community is so tiring. Prsk twt fandom stop idolising n25 and wxs and acting like everything else is a problem and bad and not worth it challenge absolute fail!!!!

And you're def also a big reason i grew to understand and love vbs more and always talk with sense and u know a lot of things so if you were excited and this is making u mad than it must even worse so I'm so sorry. Pls be sure to take time to yourself if you need it to not interact with anyone who's acting Like That bc your enjoyment is the most important!!

I'm excited tho!! I do need to catch up on vbs stories yo understand all of this better, bc i have an idea but not like. A clear one. And this definitely is a very good motivation because !!!!! THIS IS SO BIG!!!

Oh trust me, I was excited for Tsukasa5 being limited as well (multiple reasons, aside from what you've said: while I understand the reasoning behind this set being lim, I genuinely wish it wasn't because it'll likely lock side stories and generally nice story moments from some players forever which is unfair, and I don't think shouldn't have been lim in the same way Canary event or Our Happy Ending or Saying Goodbye to My persona weren't; I'm also pissed off by, as I already said, VERY BAD TERRIBLE NO GOOD precedent for the greedy and unfair gacha this banner sets up). It's majorly messed up from Sega's part to do that with him, but it's not because they hate WxS as characters or something, it's because they know they can put a limited event, a WLE (semi-limited) and then a fan-favourite unlimited banner and still get profit from all of it, possibly more than they would if the distribution was better. It's not them hating WxS fans (if anything, VBS fans are more screwed), it's just corporate greed that we need to stop personifying.

I guess I'm just majorly disappointed, more even in the VBS fans being... Like this than the outside reaction. VBS have always been a running joke withing the fandom let's be honest, not a lot of people take them and their (very interesting) themes seriously at all (which is partially why LUtF had so much backlash for suddenly getting serious as if VBS weren't already that). Others' reaction to The Event was always something that I could predict, the amplification of it by the malicious planning is unfortunate but understandable. It's the in-fandom panic and the discovery that people who claim to be fans genuinely do not read the events, do not read the events' synopsis, the events' short summaries and then proceed to have insane takes and spread them as truth that got me upset the most I think lol.

That said my rage is amplified a lot here, mostly for laughs. I am majorly annoyed and miffed because I was expecting at least the VBS fans to be hyped and excited so we could all celebrate, but oh well. Forgot I have different definition of "a fan of a unit" than 90% of the fandom. I still know a lot of people who are on the same wavelength as me and we can get hyped together though, so like I said, it doesn't upset me too much, just makes me want to whack some people with a comically oversized hammer. I'll be just fine.

Thanks though! :D

Edit: hope you had fun at the rehearsal by the way!

[mrspark7777777]

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really anon??

i'm sorry but as an army and a fearnot, pls shut the actual fck up

they're under the same label (hybe)

he commented laughing under a tiktok of her viral moment (https://x.com/elsserafim/status/1692180175516291286?s=20) where she messed up her speaking part during their song 'fire in the belly', MANY other idols have made fun of it or referenced it, in fact most of south korea has as well, it's a meme at this point, which we know jk loves to make fun and reference things (jimin, g dragon, namjoon, basically all of bts lol, k dramas, ect)

he's a fan of music in general and likes gg songs. also boy is basically a tokki (new jeans fan) and would not surprise me if he was a fearnot (le sserafim fan), he played fearless (their debut single) in his camping vlog, he was asked to sing antifragile many times (including by namjoon, who also seems to be a fan of them)

bts as a whole have been nice and supportive of their juniors (as they did not really have seniors in the company or industry to do that for them), namjoon, hobi, tae, jimin, and jk have all either done a dance or sang a song from new jeans and/or le sserafim

le sserafim is filled with ARMY, most if not all of them have mentioned bts as someone to look up to/that they like, kazuha is fan of jimin and inspired by him as she is a former ballet dancer, yunjin was literally on army twt (https://x.com/saxophonist95/status/1651896094442373120?s=20), doing army selca day and very much a tae bias, they (like the rest of hybe lol) did the 'run bts' dance challenge, did tiktoks with hobi, jimin, and yoongi, one of my favorite interactions was when sakura and kazuha were asking jimin if he'd do a tiktok with them for 'unforgiven' (where he was the sweetest shy baby 🥺, giving older brother/grandpa energy 😭), yunjin and chaewon even sang part of 3D recently on a wv live (the "body to body" part) (https://x.com/Jungkook_SNS/status/1708553475356029022?s=20)

he commented under JIM BEAM's ACCOUNT, not le sserafim's or chaewon's personal account (like instagram or wv) about the SUGAR CONTENT OF THE DRINK, a question to the DRINK COMPANY. chaewon is just a new model for their highball drink ad, which we know jk likes to drink, including during his recent wv live and on suchwita, he's been dieting to the point he's not eating all day, drinking on an empty stomach, and getting fcking ivs for energy, all while he can't sleep (this boy worries me 😞😞)

gg stans love to fcking over exaggerate things, making jk out to be a pervert and p*do (even when chaewon is 23) bc of the bs people have been spreading about him towards women, to the point k antis are trying to get 3D (even the clean version) age restricted on k charts and get his 3D performance canceled

most of the people being weird about jk were not even fearnots (a lot of army also stan or casually like le sserafim), but unfortunately part of the fandom are also blinks, exols, or other kpop groups stans who don't really care about bts/jk and will do or say ANYTHING to make him look bad bc they're bts antis

jk literally said he does not have a girlfriend or feel the need for one, stop implying he's lying bc you're being weird or insecure about him interacting with something where a woman is present

let opposite sex idols be fcking friends, anytime male and female idols interact y'all make sh*t weird, most if not all of bts have female friends but for some reason (heteronormativity and homophobia) y'all can never be normal and just let them be friends. it happens all the time, especially with namjoon and jk. joon is nice to megan the stallion > he wants to fck her and y'all make him have a fetish with black women/people (people do this with jimin too...), joon is nice to halsey > he wants to fck her/is flirting, joon hangs out with so yoon (the girl he did smoke sprite with) > they're dating (even if there is a very likely chance she's gay/queer), joon attends somi's listening party (like jitb for hobi) > they're dating or he's trying to fck her

it's gets even weirder with jk bc since he was a MINOR people have been sexualizing him, he's thrown into the most bs dating rumors bc he sat near or looked at a woman (hell he doesn't even need to interact with them and psychos connect random sh*t as "proof"), plus i've seen/heard jk say/do things 1,000 times more sus with jimin, but y'all are going to look past that bc it's a woman jk's interacting with... most people (including me lol) don't think mingyu and jk are dating (outside of the jokes the fandom loves to make about anyone jk interacts with, except jimin) when they're out here hanging out together, getting drunk and looking at eo starry eyed while giggling on wv live, wearing matching outfits, jk was liking a shirtless tiktok of mingyu, they were in busan together, jk using mingyu's wv account to comment on one of their other friends' wv live, and many other things that were more sus. also that one time jk slapped his idol friend's butt at an award show and a fan (of that idol) started accusing jk of sa and bh had to sue

also tiktok algorithm is a thing, we know jk follows all hybe groups (including le sserafim), he likes memes and funny videos, he likes alcohol (especially highball), so it's not that far off to say that it might just have showed up on his feed (like i'll call out a solo on twt/x and suddenly my 'for you' section is filled with fcking pjms or jjks 😞, and i then have to spend a couple minutes blocking and clearing my tl), and not necessarily him looking it up bc he wants to fck her or is an obsessed fan (saw some chaewon solos and fearnots (including some big fan accounts 😐) say he's chaewon biased which might have led to kpop stans losing their sh*t)

also i found out chaewon fans (gg stans in general) have a tendency to be overprotective (some guy gave her a rose as part of a scripted thing on a variety show (i think??) which chaewon knew about and agreed to do and they (fans) lost it and threatened the guy to the point he came out and said he's no longer going to interact with female idols), and sometimes i get it bc south korea isn't the best place for women and even less in the idol industry (especially with the amount of grown ass male stans of ggs), like even when le sserafim on this variety show where one of the hosts has a reputation of messing with young female japanese idols (member of twice i think?) and he was making weird comments towards kazuha (she was 19 and is japanese) and every corner of kpop stan twt (including army) were upset and protecting her

pls let just jk interact with people (especially women 😞) without assuming he's fcking them, go outside and make friends (even of the opposite sex), and deal with your sex deprived bs elsewhere anon!

if y'all (kpop stans/weirdos) ruin my sseratan interactions istg....

i need eunchae and jk to interact badly bc that basically his daughter/twin (https://x.com/vyunmiin/status/1609513373414326272?s=20) (https://x.com/jjksamore/status/1610615833754992641?s=20), also i need to see yunjin around her bias (tae 🥺😭)

Damn. Anon came prepared. I don't think I need to add anything else. Anon, please accept this heart. Good job

[dearweirdme]

I think that anyone on twt these past couple of days would say it’s a toxic nightmare.

Kths & Jjk’s are fighting to the death & it’s such a shame - ofc anyone that loves Tae is so sad at the sabotage he has faced & also that the majority of the fandom has moved on so quickly to 3D.

It’s up to us to keep streaming & try to achieve what we can for that gorgeous, talented man.

But that’s not Jungkook’s fault- he wants to get his work out on the world stage & ofc he’s going to take advantage of the huge push he’s getting from Hybe - why wouldn’t he?

Jungkook is hugely marketable & he’s said he wants to be a huge pop star - he’s already taken off like a rocket & I fully expect him to have more bb #1 & probably a Grammy at some point.

During Layover, it became extremely obvious that the majority of Taekookers are Jk bias - numbers don’t lie & Tae, while he’s done so well, could have done so much better.

And now, large numbers of Taekookers are stopping being Taekookers.

But from what I’ve seen, it’s not because they blame Jungkook for Tae’s lack of promotion etc. That’s down to Hybe & no one else.

Sadly, it’s become obvious that Tk just aren’t together anymore.

Because what man would completely ignore his bf’s debut, never like or comment on his tiktok dance challenges or post a single thing for him, while constantly talking about & praising another man & having a holiday with him?

Unless you believe Jungkook is a total selfish dick (I don’t think he is) that behaviour just doesn’t make sense.

And let’s be honest, the whole ‘silent support’ & ‘BH won’t let him support’ rubbish that Taekookers use to self soothe…. That just sounds ridiculous.

Jungkook has told us he does what he wants & makes his own decisions- why would we believe that he can’t drop a like on a tiktok?

Personally, I tried really hard to believe Tk are still together.

But things change, relationships fail & we have no idea what their lives are like.

So yeah, I’m really sad about it (sounds a bit stupid when it’s people I’ll never know🤷‍♀️) & my heart hasn’t wanted to face the truth for months 😢

But they’ll probably remain friendly- 10 years + in the same group will mean there’s always a connection.

Hi anon!

So, this seems to be a hot topic again after Jk's short live. And I kinda get it.. maybe... but I also don't.

The thing that I get is that people are obviously confused about the total lack of Jk doing anything concerning Tae's debut. I also expected him to do something, nothing big, but something... and he didn't. So I get the disappointed and confused part a bit.

What I don't get is the negative conclusions around it. If anything Tae and Jk have been showing us their closeness this year. You think they broke up... but when would that have been? The Dream premiere was very clear, them at Yoongi's show together was all good, Tae supporting Jk at Inkigayo.. all good. So I absolutely don't think they broke up inbetween somewhere. I also don't think Jk doesn't care for Tae.. even if they are only friends... they are obviously very close and Jk loves Tae a lot. I also don't think Jk is selfish and their relationship is onesided/lopsided. Tae himself said Jk will do whatever he asks almost. If you look at Tae and Jk's interactions... Jk loves Tae just as much as Tae loves him. Which bring me to Tae's behavior. Nothing in Tae's character or behavior makes me think he would let Jk use him or let him walk over him like that. Basically... I just have trust in their characters I think. I think they genuinely love each other.

SO what could be the reason for Jk not doing something? I think the clue may lie in his recent live. He was clearly talking pr-strategy when he mentioned not having done a live to make anticipation stronger. He might have also been advised again anything Tae. I know I'm gonna get shit for this, but my reason for thinking so is that Jk not posting anything Tae also doesn't make sense if you think of them as only members or friends.

I know some make this out to be that Jk doesn't want to encourage Tkkrs. If Tae and Jk aren't together as we think and are just close friends... Tkkrs won't be much of a factor in Jk's decisions. Tae as a friend would matter way more to him than a bunch of shippers being wrong.

I don't know what the deal is exactly, but I am quite sure it isn't that Jk doesn't support or love Tae.

[dollblog13]

Okay its 1am im gna answer all of these #imnormal😋

1. Cbmi 17.2 WTF🤬

2. I am 158cm / 5’2 i stopped growing a little after my ed developed so im kind of stuck at the height of little me😭

3. Idk but any weird and off putting doll like character my ed will EAT UP (ironic am i right) like just having a sick and off putting weird scary presence

4. Boy idk

5. To be pure and cleaaaan and to distance myself from what ive been in the past, to not be desired by anyone except bf❤️❤️, to have people care idk

6. Nooo not really the closest is like i chew a TON of sweet and greasy shit i crave but i always spit it out so its kind of a “c/s binge” but obvi its not rlly the same

7. They noticed my behaviors at like bmi 23 and acted like i was dying like okay☠️☠️

8. Ballet class, occasional crosstraining, walking and pacing plus currently doing a two week everyday workout challenge loool for fun

9. Not sm but growing up chubby is like��🙄🙄 you know what people think abt ur weight

10. Idk but i used to love baking and i still sometimes do it but cant enjoy what i make that much 🤧 but its not rlly a big thing

11. Idk😭 i follow a ton of disordered ppl on here and twt so its hard to say

12. Idk anything

13. Unhealthy😭 (realizing now that this isnt necessarily a disordered question thing)

14. 35kg but its more of a gw atp, maybe 29-32 kg 🤷

15. No because i dont live alone and my meals are often not my choice, and my nutritionist wont let meeee but ive been planning on maybe going vegetarian asap

16. Probably when i was like 13 idk i dont remember 😭

17. Yes #queenana🔥

18. Anything sweeeeet and anything eaten with my bf bahshsh

19. This fine evening😊

20. The parasite diet!!! Or get worse diet or character ones

21. Usually XS-S, eur 34☹️☹️☹️ sizes in genreal are so triggering

22. 42,6kg rn!

23. Idk but I remember being super fascinated with ed content when I was younger 😭 it was hard to find though

24. eating disorders and mental illness should not be promoted!!! But they should be talked about more and there should be more harm reduction and awareness spread

25. Nooo i tried but got caught RIGHT IN THE ACT bahshsh so no not my thing

26. People looking at me worried and wondering if im okay🙁❤️❤️❤️

27. Depends on the people and the food but i try to be normal i do not want people to pay attention to my illness because i am very very normal looking not sick

28. YES because ive always been insecure abt my thighs and hips because theyre veeeery wide and ugly and i just wanna be thin and idk dolly jack skellington

29. Being creepy❤️

30. Boy im not doing all that

Thanks yall😋

[ask-serendipity-sky]

https://www.tumblr.com/serendipitous-sky/730531249357275136/do-you-think-jks-comment-about-asking-how-much?source=share

couple things as i'm an army and a fearnot

they're under the same label (hybe)

viral moment

he commented laughing under a tiktok where she messed up her speaking part during their song 'fire in the belly' (https://x.com/elsserafim/status/1692180175516291286?s=20), MANY other idols have made fun of it or referenced it, in fact most of south korea has as well, it's a meme at this point, which we know jk loves to make fun and reference things (jimin, g dragon, namjoon, basically all of bts lol, k dramas, ect)

he's a fan of music in general and likes gg songs

boy is basically a tokki (new jeans fan) and would not surprise me if he was a fearnot (le sserafim fan), he played fearless (their debut single) in his camping vlog, he was asked to sing antifragile many times (including by namjoon, who also seems to be a fan of them)

bts as a whole have been nice and supportive of their juniors

they did not really have seniors in the company or industry to do that for them, namjoon, hobi, tae, jimin, and jk have all either done a dance or sang a song from new jeans and/or le sserafim

le sserafim is filled with ARMY

most if not all of them have mentioned bts as someone to look up to/that they like, kazuha is fan of jimin and inspired by him as she is a former ballet dancer, yunjin was literally on army twt (https://x.com/saxophonist95/status/1651896094442373120?s=20), doing army selca day and very much a tae bias, they (like the rest of hybe lol) did the 'run bts' dance challenge, did tiktoks with hobi, jimin, and yoongi, one of my favorite interactions was when sakura and kazuha were asking jimin if he'd do a tiktok with them for 'unforgiven' (where he was the sweetest shy baby 🥺, giving older brother/grandpa energy 😭), yunjin and chaewon even sang part of 3D recently on a wv live (the "body to body" part) (https://x.com/Jungkook_SNS/status/1708553475356029022?s=20)

he commented under JIM BEAM's ACCOUNT

not le sserafim's or chaewon's personal account (like instagram or wv) about the SUGAR CONTENT OF THE DRINK, a question to the DRINK COMPANY. chaewon is just a new model for their highball drink ad, which we know jk likes to drink, including during his recent wv live and on suchwita, also he's been dieting to the point he's not eating all day, drinking on an empty stomach, and getting fcking ivs for energy, all while he can't sleep (this boy worries me 😞😞)

and the account responded

(https://x.com/firstsight_jk/status/1710551942827786439?s=20)

gg stans love to fcking over exaggerate things

making jk out to be a pervert and p*do (even when chaewon is 23) bc of the bs people have been spreading about him towards women, to the point k antis are trying to get 3D (even the clean version) age restricted on k charts and get his 3D performance canceled

most of the people being weird about jk were not even fearnots (a lot of army also stan or casually like le sserafim), but unfortunately part of the fandom are also blinks, exols, or other kpop groups' stans who don't really care about bts/jk and will do or say ANYTHING to make him look bad bc they're bts antis

jk literally said he does not have a girlfriend or feel the need for one

stop implying he's lying bc you're being weird or insecure about him interacting with something where a woman is present

let opposite sex idols be fcking friends

anytime male and female idols interact y'all make sh*t weird, most if not all of bts have female friends but for some reason (heteronormativity and homophobia) y'all can never be normal and just let them be friends.

it happens all the time, especially with namjoon and jk.

joon is nice to megan the stallion > he wants to fck her and y'all make him have a fetish with black women/people (people do this with jimin too...), joon is nice to halsey > he wants to fck her/is flirting, joon hangs out with so yoon (the girl he did smoke sprite with) > they're dating (even if there is a very likely chance she's gay/queer), joon attends somi's listening party (like jitb for hobi) > they're dating or he's trying to fck her

it's gets even weirder with jk

bc since he was a MINOR people have been sexualizing him, he's thrown into the most bs dating rumors bc he sat near or looked at a woman (hell he doesn't even need to interact with them and psychos connect random sh*t as "proof"), plus i've seen/heard jk say/do things 1,000 times more sus with jimin, but y'all are going to look past that bc it's a woman jk's interacting with...

most people (including me lol) don't think mingyu and jk are dating (outside of the jokes the fandom loves to make about anyone jk interacts with, except jimin) when they're out here hanging out together, getting drunk and looking at eo starry eyed while giggling on wv live, wearing matching outfits, jk was liking a shirtless tiktok of mingyu, they were in busan together, jk using mingyu's wv account to comment on one of their other friends' wv live, and many other things that were more sus that commenting on TWO tiktoks.

also that one time jk slapped his idol friend's butt at an award show and a fan (of that idol) started accusing jk of sa and bh had to sue

tiktok algorithm is a thing

we know jk follows all hybe groups (including le sserafim), he likes memes and funny videos, he likes alcohol (especially highball), so it's not that far off to say that it might just have showed up on his feed, and not necessarily him looking it up bc he wants to fck her or is an obsessed fan (saw some chaewon solos and weird fearnots (including some big fan accounts 😐) say he's "chaewon biased" which might have led to kpop stans losing their sh*t)

chaewon fans (gg stans in general) are overprotective

some guy gave her a flower as part of a scripted thing on a award show, which chaewon knew about and agreed to do and they (fans) lost it and threatened the guy to the point he came out and said he's no longer going to interact with female idols.

sometimes i get it bc south korea isn't the best place for women and even less in the idol industry (especially with the amount of grown ass male stans of ggs), like even when le sserafim were on this variety show where one of the hosts has a reputation of messing with young female japanese idols (a member of twice i think?) and he was making weird comments towards kazuha (she was 19 and is japanese) and every corner of kpop stan twt (including army) were upset and protecting her

pls let just jk interact with people (especially women 😞) without assuming he's fcking them, go outside and make friends!

Anon.

Well, what I said in my other 2 posts about this still stands especially after seeing this whole ask defending Jk when I haven't accused him of "fucking" Chaewon or any of the things you wrote about.

Go read what I wrote.

Sounds like the ones who should go outside and make friends are you all who start being offensive when you all leave aside your reading comprehension skills because you rather feel attacked.

[bluewhispersandabsinth]

Midnight Radio - Chapter 1

Pairing: Krtsk; secondary ship: bokuaka; Kuroo & Akaashi friendship Rating: 18+, nsfw Tags: Office AU, Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Strangers to Lovers, Flirting, Banter, Voice Kink, Office Romance

This fic was initially conceptualized and written as a fic thread on twt for the first 4 chapters. I gave it a bit of an editing to be easier on the eye.

AO3 - Status: WIP, 5/? chapters

Summary:

During another night of overtime, Kuroo discovers Midnight Radio, hosted by an edgy jerk with the hottest voice in existence.

Eventually, the voice challenges Kuroo to find him if he wants to fuck him so bad.

His best friend and co-worker, Akaashi, however, is not happy with Kuroo, neither as a friend nor his fascination with a radio perv. In his opinion, Kuroo should rather pay attention to one cute but shy and awkward company archivist, Kei Tsukishima.

-

Working as a 9-5 office drone with benefits, more than two free weeks a year, and further career options in a challenging field sounded great on paper. Tetsuro Kuroo was one of those who had it easy and yet he couldn’t remember the last time he had a full night’s sleep. The good name of his family guaranteed him a middle management position once he had finished his business degree. But while he had skipped the process of making a name for himself it didn’t mean he didn’t have to maintain his reputation. And those career options came with a prize, too. 9-5 and free weekends or advancement. Nobody said both were possible at the same time. 

“More overtime?”

Kuroo looked up from behind his laptop when the door to his office opened. His co-worker Akaashi had turned off his computer at 5 o’clock sharp and had already put on his winter jacket. A thick scarf covered half of his face. 

“What I can work away tonight I don’t have to do tomorrow.” He patted the pile of files and documents to his left.

“You have to come in on Saturday, again? When was your last free weekend, Kuroo?”

Kuroo grinned. “I don’t understand this strange language that you speak.” 

“You really shouldn’t overwork yourself like this,” Akaashi said in a worried tone as he put on his gloves. Temperatures had dropped from mild winter to cold as fuck at the beginning of the week. The snow had started on Wednesday and hadn’t stopped since. 

“I absolutely should if I want to be your boss one day,” Kuroo joked and they shared a tired laugh. Akaashi didn’t say much more and finally went home to his well-earning boyfriend. He was one of the lucky ones who worked for the sense of independence with no need for further ambitions. He was excellent and what he did but would rather quit and stay at home until he found something better before spending twelve or more hours a day in the office to impress people he didn’t like anyway.

Kuroo suspected he’d have a similar mindset if he had someone at home who declared he couldn’t eat or sleep without the love of his life around, as Akaashi’s boyfriend Bokuto allegedly did. But with his work hours, meeting someone like that was impossible. At this point, he couldn’t even buy a goldfish without feeling guilty for leaving the poor thing alone the whole day. Well, two more promotions and he should be in the position to apply for a personal assistant to help with his workload. But to get there, he needed to work more. 

He put his phone on the table, speakers on, selected a playlist, and turned back to his files. Snow slowly kept falling between him and the building next to his, another tower built of steel and glass. One after one, the lights went off behind the mirrored windows. His office was on the tenth floor, far above any sights and noises from the streets. Soon it was dark and the only light came from his laptop and the only noises were the music playing on his phone and the clack-clack-clack of his laptop keyboard. 

Then, it was only his keyboard. His phone had died. Kuroo sighed, opened the top drawer of his desk but his charger wasn’t there. He sighed heavier and went through the other drawers. No charger. Then he remembered. As usual, he had taken it home, charged his phone overnight, and stuffed the charger into his jacket. Only this morning, he had decided to wear his new winter coat for the first time.

“Fuck this all.” He tossed the phone on his desk where it landed on a mess of documents and notes. He was one position away from online privileges with his work computer, so, no internet. For a moment, he was tempted to call it a night. Sitting alone in his office, the only person left on this floor, in the dark, without anything to listen to, that was too depressing even for him. He ran his hands through his hair. This was frustrating. It was almost midnight and he was only about three to four hours away from not having to come in tomorrow at all. Suddenly, he remembered something and stormed out of his office. At least he was considered to be important enough to have a key to the offices on his floor. He went straight for the shelf behind Akaashi’s desk, unplugged the small radio, and took it back to his office. Thank the office spirits and Akaashi for his old-fashioned quirk of not wanting to use his phone for private reasons at work. 

Kuroo hadn’t operated a radio since he had visited his grandfather as a child and for a second he feared he had broken it when all he could hear was static. It took him a bit to figure out the meanings of the different buttons but then he finally found a station that played traditional music. Just like his grandfather used to love. Kuroo hadn’t been a fan then and wasn’t one now so he kept searching. After walking through a desert of static for another ten minutes, he was ready to give up. Then there was music fading as soon as it came on. The last chords of a rock song hang in the air when a voice began to speak. It was quiet and low-key, yet full, almost sultry, and armed with a sharp, sarcastic edge. 

“This is Midnight Radio, the one station that knows why you’re still here where this program can reach you. I know your pain and will mock you for it. Thanks for tuning in but be aware that it wouldn’t make a difference to me if you weren’t. Now go back to work and be the good drone you are and that not even your paycheck appreciates.” 

Kuroo slumped back in his chair, staring flabbergasted at the radio. Fuck, that voice was hot and it made the difference between wanting to punch that asshole host in the face or giving him a treatment that would put a voice like that to much better use. Apparently, that was the kind of thought he needed for the last big energy boost of the night. To the sound of international classic and alternative rock, he went back to work. 

-

“Midnight Radio, you say?” Akaashi shook his head when Kuroo told him about the odd radio station after he confessed to borrowing his friend’s radio without asking for permission. He left out the part that he apparently had been without company for so long that a snarky, nice sounding, faceless noise turned him on.

“Never heard of it but I also haven’t worked past midnight before. Did you find anything on the internet?” They were standing in front of the small breakroom. It was a slow morning and nobody cared that they had a small chat over coffee outside their breaks.

“Nothing. Midnight Radio on its own got countless results. Songs, books, fake radio stations in video games and movies. But nothing I added to narrow it down got me any closer.” 

“Could be a pirate station,” Akaashi suggested as they walked back to their offices. “You think those really exist? OW! CAREFUL!” They went around a corner when he collided with someone. He jerked up his arm and, like a miracle, only spilt a small amount of coffee on the carpet. The other guy was not so lucky. He went immediately on his knees to gather the documents he had dropped and that were now scattered across the floor.

“Hold this for a second, please.” Kuroo gave Akaashi his coffee and knelt down to help the guy. 

“Are you okay?” he asked and the guy nodded. Kuroo got along with most people working in his department and he made a point of knowing everybody’s name, family status, and birthday. But he couldn’t remember seeing this guy before. He was about as tall as Kuroo but less muscular. His clothes looked too wide on him and his slacks were held in place by a worn belt. Wavy, almost silvery blond hair curled around his ears and fell half over his eyes that avoided looking at him. The horn-rimmed glasses made his face look even more delicate than it already was. Pretty, potential for handsome with better style choices, but as it was, a little boring and skittish.

“I’m sorry,” Kuroo said, handing the guy the papers he had gathered with a smile. 

“Are you new? I can’t seem to remember seeing you around before.”

“I’ve been working here for two years... Thank you,” the strange guy mumbled with a barely audible voice. He took the documents and scurried away before Kuroo could ask further questions. 

“Talk about an encounter of the strange kind.” Kuroo looked after him as he took his coffee back from Akaashi. “You know more about him?”

“Not much beyond the usual gossip and there isn’t much. Kei Tsukishima, a couple of years younger than us. Works in the accounting and billing archive. Quiet, could look nice if he tried but seems to have made it his mission to be invisible between file cabinets and boxes of unsorted receipts. Impossible to talk to.” 

“Explains the lax appearance but I guess nobody cares that you need a haircut or fitting clothes if you work in the archive. Anyway, about that radio station-” They talked a little more about it and after Kuroo described the respectless, snarky style of the host, Akaashi was more convinced than ever that Kuroo had found an illegally operating pirate radio station. Now, that was actually something exciting to talk about. Akaashi was interested, too, and gladly agreed to allow Kuroo to use his radio whenever he was staying late at night, in exchange for new reports on the mystery. 

The next opportunity wasn’t far away. People like to say ‘history repeats’ about big, significant events but sometimes, it was just an empty office during another Friday night. It was too dark to see the snow falling outside and everyone but Kuroo had gone home or to meet friends and lovers at a bar. Kuroo hadn’t bothered with his phone this time. The radio stood next to his laptop, plugged in and turned on, running static since 7 pm. Nobody used this frequency. 

The white noise crackled and sizzled and when the clock changed to midnight, the static disappeared and an interpretation of a mainstream metal song – Kuroo had forgotten the name - began to play in the background. Then, the voice was back. 

“Greetings to everyone who tuned in tonight to listen to Midnight Radio. Are you tired of the cooperate rat race? Are you another lonely heart in a cold glass and steel bunker that penetrates the sky? Do you believe that it will all pay off in the end? All while you fear to question the meaning of your meaningless existence because deep in your heart, you know you’re just another boring loser who’d lick his boss’ ass for hours on end to be allowed to bring someone to the next office Christmas’ party. Will it be your sister pretending to be your sweetheart or someone you have to pay so that nobody knows that you’ve traded your love life for endless overtime? If yes, welcome to the human experience. Here’s a song for those among us who choose to spend Friday night behind a computer screen instead of finding someone who fucks our brains out.”

The voice went away and a singer with an Australian accent began to sing about the horrors and pains of love as punishment for all of his former sins with such a passion as if it was the best thing that ever happened to him.

Kuroo sat in his chair, arms crossed behind his head, and laughed. He hummed to the music, happy whenever he recognised a song. Work waited for him and he would get to it eventually but right now, he was just having a good time. He considered rushing to the breakroom and brewing himself a fresh cup of hot, strong coffee while a song played he didn’t particularly care forgotten when the voice was back on again.

“Greetings, feeble mortals taken hostage by your work ethics. It’s the third Friday of the month and you know what this means. I generously take your calls and allow you to whine to me and the other listeners in thirty minutes from now. So grab a pen and write down today’s number while it’s valid, and think of which woes you poor soul want to share with me. No guarantee that you won’t feel more miserable than before.” 

Kuroo almost knocked his half-empty coffee mug over his laptop when he frantically searched his desk for a pen and a piece of paper to write down the number the host dictated, each syllable smooth and prickly like thick, golden honey poured over a bed of needles. 

[officialtayley]

paramore stans on twt are baiting swifties atp and not in a haha kind of way... paramoretwt stop being annoying challenge.

like this is pissing me off... do these people love the idea of getting the band dragged? then they cry wolf when the ts stans fight back (wtf did they expect)

like ik swifites were starting shit before the tour but also pmore twt were just falling for many bait tweets back then too but they also don't know when to leave shit alone, and now they're starting shit and it's like what's the point? obvs pointing out someone saying hayley was lip syncing is fine but most other things are dumb and you should expect the band to get dragged or yourself to get dragged

[akgaereporter]

zeroses: queerosins & hetrosins fighting over twitter survey😕

tldr: a big hao pics account did a rosin survey and posted the results, the sexuality section being a whole 51% straight. queerosins started joking abt it bc its ironic but hetrosins took actual offense and start being homophobic forreal.. mind u these people stan ZHANG HETEROPHOBIC HAO🤕

we used to be a proper country..

so earlier @/haopics posted this fun little thread of rosin demographics, like what gender, job, fav song/album, 2nd bias, etc is popular among rosins. super cute n just a fun interactive thing for the subfandom to have, right?? right….????😓

well no.. dont forget u cant laugh or smile in zeroseville they will jinjja slaughter u😕 the issue started when queerosins started making twts about the sexuality portion of the survey, all of which were clearly unserious..?

there qrts were filled w these, and this was genuinely the worst i could find. no one LITERALLY no one was taking it seriously. like as a straight person if u see this and feel inherently offended then we need to run it back bc this is not any form of oppression..? as long as ur not an akgae, not HOMOPHOBIC, streaming his music and supporting him, trust me no1 actually gaf if ure a hetero rosin its just ironic. these twts shouldnt bother u?? maybe giggle at them a little? “im so sorry you have straight fans” should NOT have u pressed enough to tweet sht like this☠:

whats it finna play.. WOAH🤕 when ur in a dramatic competition and ur opponent is a straight rosin.. “remember you cry on the streets to be respected”????????????? hello?????? discriminaton where exactly???? hao would block n report u all actually bc resorting to casually homophobia in response to satirical tweets made by a minority group is insane.. when u stan this man??

what happened to like idol like fans?? like erm.. yall really sitting here upset over “heterophobia” coming from the fans of the heterophobe founding father himself.. idk maybe sit down and think long and hard abt who u stan🤕 best of luck w that

LMFAOO THIS PERSON GMFU. please.. ples.. stop it… i am criiyng… Hao is my bias he is never gay pls… stop spreading rumours please……im tire of people saying he is home of sexual… he is chinese…..😓

there were were also some people who felt it was a bad idea to have the sexuality section included at all, bc its “no one’s business”:

but it was a public survey..? wdym none of ur business when people obviously offered this information up😭 and "did yall ever see him for his talent" is a crazy thing to say in this context like what are u even talking abt dawg🫤 i guess zeroseville has gotten to a point where even talking abt sexuality has become discourse fuel. this is just so unserious like it shouldnt be a problem to mention and joke abt orientation without someone getting mad. yall speculate about the jebes sexualities constantly, hao in particular actually, and if thats not a touchy subject then why is this?? and why was yall's go to response ACTUAL homophobia like..

but out of everyone i feel so bad for haopics like they just wanted to do a fun thing for their subfandom and look what happened,, that dec survey def aint happening after yall pulled this nonsense😭

bottom line everyone needs to unclench and smile a little (challenge level IMPOSSIBLE for zerosetwt)🤕

[c l o s e t a b ?] ◀ ⇨ akgaepop.com

[ji-lixie]

what happened in the new update??

so basically while i saw a few people say rhythm hive used to be integrated group-wise (i cant confirm/deny that, so i'm taking them at their word--i only started playing when svt was added), it went from being the four separate groups to being like... All Of Them together. no switching between groups (which imo wasnt even tht big of a hassle as someone who started playing for txt alongside svt a few months ago), they're just all together and also you can pull cards for literally All Groups now. so you could literally be playing for like... only bts, and pull an XR for enhypen, and so forth. like, i popped back in to check and there's no way to Only pull cards for a single group now--the card shop states you can only pull for all groups. if you're a multi fan, then i guess that part of the update isnt so bad, but i've seen So many people who only play for one group that don't want cards for other groups since they have no intention of playing those songs.

aside from that, they did a complete overhaul of how songs play. i'm not a game designer, so my knowledge is limited to just what i know as a person who, yknow, plays games, but i feel like the game doesn't give you any kind of time to react when you play? even when you slow down the rate that notes come at you, it feels like they speed up once they get to where you're supposed to hit them. it makes it kinda harder to hit them if ur like me and prefer the harder modes (like i stopped playing easy/normal within months of playing bc i like the challenge of hard mode + max speed). they've also implemented something i've seen in the superstar games where you only have so many notes you can miss before you fail. i think it works better in the superstar games because you don't play the full song in those, just short segments--whereas rhythm hive gives you the option to toggle between playing a full song or playing a short segment. having a health bar, essentially, basically makes it harder to learn a song all the way through. i used to play the chapters for svt before i hit roadblocks, but being able to play through the entire thing helped me get better and get through the harder chapters, y'know? having only so many hits makes it way more frustrating for someone trying to learn the song. games can be challenging, but they still have to be fun, yknow?

also ik it happened to other ppl but uh. i went from being like... level 50-something (maybe higher--im blanking) to being level 16 after the update. it was super jarring and im not sure if they explained why that is--i'd have to go looking.

UR cards don't rly mean shit anymore imo. i and a lot of other ppl on twt who play also expressed frustration that the scoring system seems way more confusing. ive accumulated a ton of cards over the past year to the point where i've hit all XRs for a couple themes in svt, and uh... i barely made an A rank on a song despite that and playing pretty decently throughout the song? like i didnt miss any notes and i still didn't rank that high when i finished the song. i've other ppl have questioned how you're supposed to score super high when they've got way better cards than me bc they've mixed theirs to get the better ones.

also minor thing because you can turn it off, but they did make it on by default that you hear this annoying sound whenever you hit notes in the game. took me back to when i used to play other games and while not awful, it's not what i rly enjoyed. you can turn that off tho, so minor points for that, and i'll admit that the UI is kinda pretty. i miss the old thing, but it doesn't look awful. cards def looked better in the old version tho, i miss how sparkly they were. they just feel kinda boring now.

tl;dr: you can't pull cards for a single group anymore, the scoring system makes sense + they ruined the gameplay by changing it up & adding a health bar system so you have limited misses before you have to restart entirely (or continue playing by paying gems, fuck that noise) + bad default noise that you Can turn off but why did they even put it in the game.

it doesn't feel like someone play tested it tbh like i'm sure Someone would have said "this feels bad to play" in some form. ive only seen a single person enjoy the update, and its purely bc they can trade in cards n whatnot. everyone else i've seen has been pissed to the point of either just saying "i'm done unless they revert it back" or calling other ppl to fully boycott it since its like... a major downgrade in quality.

(also ive seen ppl missing superstar bts and yknow what, cant blame em. superstar games are solid. i have my own gripes with certain aspects of them, but its exclusive to a single game out of the two i play haha)

smaller text bc this got long sorry!!

[chameleon-madrigal]

Hiiiii! can you write Camilo x Reader fem? Camilo is very much in love with his friend Y/N but she chases Bruno (Y/N sees Bruno as an older brother) and some think that Y/N is in love with Bruno (a girl in love with Bruno xd) but in reality T /N He has asked Bruno many times for a vision of whether in the future he will have something with Camilo (Bruno does not accept, he knows that they both like each other but he does not want to say it xd) (I'm bad with english, I hope you understand me TwT)

XV | Cuentos de Camilo

(Stories of Camilo)

Title: Not the seven foot frame

Genre: Fluff

Pairings: Camilo x Fem!Reader

Bruno x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Warnings: None

Summary: Being bestfriends for years, Camilo is inlove with his amiga. Y/N being close with every family member, mostly his Tío Bruno. Camilo thought she likes him, which is odd but didn't question it and was quick to jump into conclusions. Bruno getting tired of these two lovebirds, helps them to confess. Ofcourse, without spoiling or telling them their future.

He/him pronouns for Camilo

She/her pronouns for Reader

Note: Hello lovie, sorry for the super delayed i found it hard to get a time between my modules huhu. But I love this one, coz I really wanna imagine milo and bruno's dynamic! Hope u love it thank u mwaaa, enjoy<3

MASTERLIST HERE!

"Awhh look, I see you really miss me much that you fetch me here before I do my chores?" Camilo teased as you step foot into the Casita, you rolled your eyes but still hugged him back.

"Stop being so ambicioso, milo"

"Fine whatever. Why were you here anyways?"

"Oh, I am finding your Tío Bruno" You said which made Camilo looked at you confused.

"You always see my Tío everyday and this is the 5th time of the week you keep on asking him where he is everytime"

"Yeah, you know I just want something. Nothing serious" You nervously chuckled as you saw his Tío and went to him leaving Camilo alone, as he narrowed his eyes while looking at the both of you at a distance.

"Does Y/N like Tío?" He asked himself, feeling weirded out.

"If its true, then the age gap is really..." Dolores suddenly showed up, hearing Camilo's thoughts as he held his hand to his chest, shocked at his sister's sudden voice.

"I mean Y/N and I are at the same age, maybe she admires my Tío...or idk ugh so frustrating!!"

"Why don't you just confess? I mean its easy to put that way?"

"I don't wanna ruin our friendship if I get rejected, hermana"

Dolores could juat sighed at his lovesick brother as he went to do the chores for the town, feeling displeased.

Everyone in town knew how cute your friendship with Camilo is. They would always see you hanging out near the fountain, the marketplace or just along the village. Some thought you two are together, but you two would messily stutter at the comment trying to deny when people obviously see that you have mutual feelings for each other.

But some would say that you two are just friends and tries to think that you are inlove with non other than, the Tío of your bestfriend which is Bruno. People know how you would always follow and seem to be pursuading Bruno about something. They thought you are crushing on him, that you would uninentionally ditch Camilo.

"BRUNOOO!!" You shouted as the people look at you, chuckling as they saw the scene. You on the back of Bruno, casually hanging on him as he deadpanned walk back to the Casita.

"Look kid—" He said as he let you settled down on the ground, holding both of your shoulders "—as much as I want to do it, I really can't"

"BUT WHYYYY, you do that to the others tho!"

"I mean yes but look here's a thing" He said crouching down at your level.

"Life isn't all about cupcakes and rainbows, we have to experience the downside of it and make mistakes along the way but that is how we grow. Now if I tell you, your vision with my sobrino. Its like you just going to confess to him because you know what is bound to happen, life is full of surprises and thats what makes it challenging. I want the both of you to face that challenge, without having an idea if it will gonna turn out good or bad. Okay? This is how you grow as a person, I don't want to just spoonfeed you about the things in your future. I don't want you to avoid those possible bad things that I told you because you are bound to experience it on your own"

He said and smiled at you as a rat suddenly appeared on the side of his shoulders, you sighed as you understand what he meant.

"Okay I get it. Gracias Tío"

"No worries, now I want you to confess to my sobrino soon. I am rooting for the both of you"

"Does that mean your vision is good for us??!"

"Ugh, not a chance Y/N. Adios!" He said and ran away leaving you into a frown as you scoff.

"Woah, I never saw Tío ran like that before. I mean sometimes when he is in a war with Camilo for arepas" Isabela suddenly showed up beside you, waving hi.

"Oh hey Isabela"

"You're asking Tío with his visions again don't you?"

"Yeah, I just. I want to know what lies ahead in my future" You sighed as Isabela patted your head.

"Your future will be great, trust me. I mean Camilo wouldn't let anything bad happen to you" She said winking as you blushed at her remarks.

Days passed you tried to convince Bruno to let you see your future but you would always fail. Chasing him for days made you forgot to hang out with Camilo.

He would always see you two sharings conversations with each other and it would be a lie if he would say he isn't jealous.

He was so tired with chores and the last thing he wanted was to hangout with you. Camilo was looking for you, as he saw you again with his Tío. He watched from the side, good enough to hear your conversations but still good enough to not be spotted.

"I appreciate you so much, Tío" He heard you say as he felt his heart clench.

"No worries Y/N. Its love we cannot stop feeling it" He heard his Tío Bruno said getting the wrong idea as he started to feel mad and upset, thinking you had confessed your admiration for his Tío.

He started walking away but he regret the moment he looked at the both of you, hugging as a smile visible on your face.

Camilo went back to the Casita, as he tried to stop the tears flowing in his eyes. Pepa who was coincidentally standing on the doors of Casita, noticed his son's mood.

"Camilo, are you—" A raincloud suddenly appeared as Pepa hugged his son, sushing him as she noticed a tear brimming unto his eyes. "—let it out to me, mi hijo, okay?" She said as Camilo suddenly burst into tears.

"Pepa, amor the clou—" Felix stopped as Pepa signalled him that their son is crying. Felix hugged his son as well as they both waited for Camilo to open up but it still seem to be sensitive about what happened.

Pepa lead her son to his room and let him rest. As the moment she went down, a thunderstorm suddenly appeared in her head.

"Pepa, why are you starting a hurricane??" Abuela said as Pepa noticed everyone is in the house looking at her.

"Mamá, Camilo came home crying. What else am I supposed to react?!?" She said frustrated as Felix calms her down.

"What?!! Why..Dolores do you have any idea who Camilo got into a fight?"

"Uhmm, he was actually more like got heartbroken by a misunderstanding..." Dolores doubtly speak as everyone was anticipating for her answer. She noticed her Mamá calmed down and no rain or thunder in her cloud.

"Camilo heard Y/N and Tío Bruno's conversation and thought Y/N confessed her love to Tío"

"WHAT?!" Everyone shouted as Dolores covers her ears.

"Okay, that is clearly a big misunderstanding. I mean seriously Y/N thinks of me as a big brother" Bruno said defending himself as he notice the stares of his hermana, Pepa.

"Then why are you two always together" Julieta asks trying to calm down the tension between the family.

"Y/N wants to know their visions of Camilo since she likes—loves him" Bruno said as they got shocked at the sudden bright rainbow appeared because of Pepa.

"Oh that's why. I got tell him so that he won't feel bad anymore!" Pepa said but was stopped by Mirabel.

"Tía, wait! We have a plan, don't worry leave it to us!" She said as Luisa, Isabela and Dolores gave her a thumbs up as she sighed.

Isabela and Dolores was having a hard time convincing Camilo to go in town to pursue their plan. Camilo just looks at them, not interested as he continues stuffing an arepa. Which his Tía made extra special for today, knowing it will help cheer up her sobrino a bit.

"I told you, I don't want to go out. I just want to be...alone"

"Promesa mi hermano, if you will go out Abuela wouldn't be mad of you getting seconds later" Dolores said dragging Camilo into his feet, as they succesfully did.

"Here, bring these" Isabela handed him a boquet of roses.

"Do you have these deliver to someone?"

"Uh Sí! And they need you to bring it so go shoo!" Isabela teased pushing Camilo, as the three of them went to the town.

On the other hand, Mirabel and Luisa were tasked to get you distracted at the mean time. You are hanging out in the fountain, waiting for Camilo without you knowing.

"You know, Camilo went home crying yesterday" Luisa said as you looked at her with wide eyes.

"What why?? I feel bad I wasn't there to comfort him"

"Don't worry! I mean you could ask him that today" Mirabel said trying to lighten up the mood as you nod.

The moment you went to fix your sandals, Mirabel and Luisa saw the others approaching as they secretly left you. As Isabela and Dolores continued pushing Camilo, and ran away.

As soon as you looked up, you locked eyes with Camilo as blushed was evident in both of your faces. Camilo knew by then, you set them both up as he sighed looking at his hermana and prima. Signalling him to give you the roses.

"Uh hi.." You awkwardly said and smiled which he did too.

"Uhmm for you. Isabela picked the best ones" He said as you take it and thanked him. After a small conversation, you decided to went to the hill. As this was what Mirabel suggested for you to hangout with Camilo, the moment you would see him as you realized they set this up.

You both arrived at the hill noticing a picnic set up and Bruno sitting...?

"Tío Bruno?" You both said at the same time as he smiled as a rat was in his shoulder.

"Enjoy your date" He said and patted your shoulder as he ruffled his sobrino's hair and went down the hill to leave you two.

"Date? But I thought you two are already dating" Camilo said as you looked at him for a moment and started laughing.

Camilo started glaring at you, still feeling on the phase of heartbroken as you continued laughing for a minute.

"Oh gosh, lo siento. Ugh that was the best joke you said so far" You said as you patted his chest, subtly leaning closer to him.

"What makes you think I like your Tío?"

"You are always with him, chasing him around and I heard you two yesterday something about love and all" He sais rolling his eyes at you.

"We were talking about my feelings for you, Milo. And yes I like you i mean I love you" You finally said being serious and smiling at him.

"Wait so I am the one you lov—" You cutted him off with a quick peck on his lips as you sat on the picnic set, teasing him as you pat the seat next to him.

"I never knew you would confess first" He suddenly teased as you felt happy he is back again with being Camilo.

"You're too scared to do it so.." He suddenly went up to you and tickled you as you both shared the day catching up together.

"Yeah, they're being cute and loveydovey" Dolores said as they are currently in Bruno's room wanting to see the vision.

Bruno has no choice as everyone insisted.

He showed everyone the vision, as a sound of church bell rings and two butterflies together. A vision of the wedding for you two.

"MY BABY FOUND HIS SOULMATE" Pepa started crying which caused a raincloud.

Everyone smiled at the vision, especially Abuela who know that the next generation of Madrigals will come up great for the both of you.

[paradox-liveheadcanons]

Yeon Hajun Relationship Headcanons

!! Slight Angst !!

Confession -

The cold prince seems unattainable at first. He’s constantly surrounded by women who are lured in by his charms and it was no question you were too.

The feelings are definitely one-sided at first. Watching him from afar or glancing to look at him when you sit in class.

Of course he notices your jittery actions and the blush you adorn whenever he smiles in your direction.

One day, he approaches you.

- “You like me don’t you~?”

His straightforward words cause you to choke as he smiles his princely smile.

- “What if… I propose… I take you out on a date and you prove your worth to me. And if I take a liking to you, we can go on another one.”

Now normally, such transactions wouldn’t interest you much but his smug, sadistic face makes you want to prove him wrong.

So you head out on a date, his choice of location of course.

Despite the challenge looming over your head, his casual ease and his ability to talk to people makes you genuinely have fun.

Funnily enough, before he even made that proposal, he had always liked you since the beginning.

Beginning -

Yeon Hajun’s a natural romantic and it’s without a doubt that he can sweep people off their feet at any given moment, you included.

Although his princely smile is sure to make anyone fall for him, the way he treats you is much more… intimate.

He lovingly looks at you with eyes you didn’t know he could possess.

Even Anne and Allen get a little unnerved with how nice and gentle Hajun is with you.

Although it looked like he was a completely perfect boyfriend, there was something behind that flowery facade that makes you question his intentions.

This slowly leads to a lot of arguments.

It was becoming a love hate relationship, him telling you to stop asking him if he’s alright and you knowing that he’s hurting.

The flowery, perfect man facade he puts on was starting to crack as he notices you hurting as well.

Getting to Know More About One Another -

He’s scared about saying anything about him being a leftover child. He’s scared that you would leave him if you saw his imperfections, how he was discarded so easily.

He doesn’t even tell you about his worries, it shows in the way he acts.

A protective arm around you at all times, the way he doesn’t give reasons to why he doesn’t want you to leave the house alone, it all leads to one thing; his trauma.

He hates promises. “I promise I’ll be beside you, always.” Is the one line he hates the most and it's because he knows it’s not true.

Although his feelings are complicated, the present in which he loves living with you, and you with him, is reassuring him day by day that he won’t be alone.

It takes a lot of healing and a lot of trust, but he will get there. He loves you too much to hurt you for the sake of caging you in with him.

He will get there, he will get there.

Saying “I Love You” -

When he hears you say it to him, he’s a bit stunned.

No one has really told him, “I love you,” with the same sincerity as yours.

His guarded heart blooms a bit as he looks into your honest eyes. You mean it he realises.

He would give a small smile as the words jumbled in his mouth.

“I love you.” His own words felt a bit awkward so you started laughing at him. It was very out of character for him to say such affectionate words.

He could only smile sheepishly before facing you again, “나는 너를 사랑해”

His words were much more natural this time.

You both laughed as a warm feeling spread in your chest, his fingers slightly intertwined with yours.

He brings it up to kiss your knuckles, then your ring finger; mouthing those same words like a promise.

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I explained this on my twt where I feel he has a lot of trouble making connections/relationships due to his trauma leading to this slightly angsty writing.

I hope all the Hajun stans who have been requesting this are satisfied!! <33 - 🐝

[moldy-mold]

fall arrived sooner than we thought

How I’m doing... I feel like things are good now. Figured out a new weekly routine that combines a balance of work and enjoyment. I’m not gaming as much these days so I find more comfort in watching shows with my friends (though we live in different parts of the world). I look forward to that time every week.

Freelance illustration for weddings have seriously picked up though. I am pretty tired of doing it, but it only gets busy in short bursts so I feel like I can endure it until the holidays. Like usual, I will be taking a 2 week vacation doing nothing at home in FL for xmas. Very excited! I am terribly homesick and I miss my parents...

Kinda got into pizza. Like, I’m trying a different frozen pizza from the store every week just to compare them to restaurant pizza.

We had visitors... Some of my roommate’s friends from college came to visit. I wasn’t very close to them and I haven’t seen some of them since I graduated... So that’s like, 10 years ago? I thought it was going to be awkward but it turns out we had a lot more in common than before lol! Listen, card games unite people. One of them used to play YGO competitively (much respect) so we had a lot to talk about haha. One of the others likes R.Evil and S.Hill so there was even more for me to scream about! I think once I find mutual interests, the tension in my body disappears and I’m able to communicate like a normal person. We had a great time giving them the tour of ATL. It was nice to see the gardens again after several years.

Watched a number of films... October is usually our choice month for cinema. The spooky theme this year was gothic horror! The completed watch list: The Woman in Black (w/ Daniel Radcliffe) ◆◆◇ Crimson Peak (Tom Hiddleston) ◆◆◆ The Others (Nicole Kidman) ◆◆◆ 1408 (John Cusack, Samuel L Jackson) ◆◇◇ The House (stop-motion) ◆◆◇

My feelings about social media... I think it’s been long enough that I have successfully detached myself from it. My health improved greatly since I started limiting my time on twt. After some thought, I decided upon a new strategy in managing my platforms. Ironically, when I decide to come back is when everything catches on fire and people leave in droves. Typical clown behavior of mine.

Other than that, I’ve becoming less strict with my online persona (whatever that was) and I’m trying to comment more on people’s artwork. Let’s support each other!

The Plant Saga...

I finally got an orchid! That was on my wishlist for a long time, so I rescued “MOMO” from the dying plant sale section. It was $40 but I got it for $7. It’s my goal next year to get her to bloom again. It’s not complicated, but getting the right humidity levels might be challenging.

Last year, my mom gave me a Thai chili sprout that she grew from the seed of one of her own peppers. Weather permitting, my baby chili plant can finally grow some peppers of its own! Ultimately, I will be turning this plant into a bonchi (bonsai-chili) once it gets a bit larger. Turning plants into bonsai is my newly discovered hobby of the year lol.

I have some wildflower seeds that I started in the summer. I don’t know what’s in it. Just threw it in a pot to see what would survive. Hopefully I can get some blooms before the frost comes!

30 year old life goals... I stumbled upon a Jp vlogger one day and it changed me. Her videos are SO BEAUTIFUL! A lot of the time she’s just cleaning or cooking but it made me want to do it too... Also, I love her furniture so much! T_T They say that if you consistently expose yourself to people who you admire, they will naturally rub off on you. So I’m trying to watch all her videos while I’m working so I can absorb her vibes (and her furniture). 😂

Thanks for reading! Until we meet again...!

[acuteagawa]

Challenges

Writing a 8K smut fic instead for my university stuff? Sure, here it is uwu. Jokes aside, I love this man with all my heart and I hope I did him justice, I feel like he'd be extremely demanding and such a TEASE when it comes to sex. Please, let me know if you want more BSD smut because I will GLADLY write more QwQ I'm sorry for any typos here, I wrote this at 4AM! Hope you like it and please leave me a comment if you feel like it TwT <3

You didn’t really comprehend what he was asking you to do at first. You stared at him for a couple of seconds, a blank expression plastered on your face as your eyes blinked cluelessly. 

What?

“Here?” You managed with a flushed face, the question unsure and your voice filled with pure embarrassment. He chuckled lowly at your delayed answer, making it harder for your knees to keep your body straight. You took a deep breath to steady you wobbly posture, and looked towards the windowed wall, towards him.

Chuuya was staring back at you, his blue eyes almost menacing as he looked up at you from his sitting position. The lights in his office were dim, the orange tint of sunset echoed throughout the whole room; he was glowing, honestly. He knew exactly how to play that game, he knew what to do to push all the right buttons and make you a flustered mess with the mere use of his words. You knew he was enjoying this, the bastard. Humor was clearly written all over that handsome face of his.

“Why not. It’ll be fun.” He almost groaned as he straightened up, placing his elbows on his desk and getting a better look of your blushing expression. You didn’t even dare to look at him now, you knew better, but you could still feel his unforgiving, grinning gaze heaving on you. Your resistance and your shyness seemed to only entice him more, he loved that side of you because he was the only one allowed to see it. He made sure to remind you of that every waking moment. 

It’s not like the two of you were new to that sort of things. He had taken his time breaking you nicely, after all. But you were a quick learner, much to his approval. It has been a couple of months since Chuuya had the balls to finally confess his interest in you; he asked you out right after he came back from an important mission in the West, one that had kept him busy for weeks. It was during those long, lonely weeks that he realised how deeply the thought of you had planted its roots in his mind. He just couldn’t deny himself any longer; all he could think about was how good you’d look between his legs, sucking him off like the good girl you always were with him. It was your fault, honestly. You and those damned tight skirts of yours. He kept saying this to himself, trying to justify his weakness for you; truth is, he was really a goner the first time he saw you enter his office as one of the new Port Mafia secretaries many months before. For him, seeing you everyday had been worse than torture itself: watching you swerve your hips around the office without being able to claim you like he wanted had been both his salvation and his demise. Low curses emitted from his lips every single time he witnessed some other guy trying to flirt his way into your panties, because honestly he blamed himself and his cowardice for not securing himself around you soon enough. All he could do during that time was to sit back and let his groans subdue within his chest without being able to properly call you his. 

But that was not the case anymore.

Now, you were his and his only. He was the only one allowed to make you blush like this, his name was the only one you where allowed to scream. He was the only man on this earth who was allowed to find refuge in the warmth between your legs. No one else. 

“There’s still people around.” You retorted, hugging the stack of files tighter around your chest as to cover yourself better from his hooded, piercing eyes. 

“That’s what makes it fun, Y/N.” His lips curved in a languid smirk, his honeyed voice ringed in your ears, sending shivers down the entirety of your spine. The idea of doing something so… intimate in a place so crowded was totally new for the two of you. Well, at least for you it was. Chuuya had been your first in many, many things, and you trusted him wholeheartedly, but this was really pushing all your boundaries. 

You heard him shuffle in his leather armchair, probably growing tired of your insecurity. Chuuya always gets what he wants, you learned it the hard way during these past months. It’s not like he ever forced you to do anything you were not comfortable with, he just liked to experiment with you. He’s constantly trying his best to understand you, unravel what’s in your head, decipher what feels good and what doesn’t. Chuuya always puts you and your pleasure first, he was a true gentleman at heart, and for that you were extremely grateful. It just surprised you at first when you heard him whisper those filthy words only a few moments ago, but you trusted him and his vision.

“I need to fuck you so bad right now, Y/N.” You shivered again, remembering how sultry his voice sounded as you spoke for the first time that day. 

He had been extremely busy these past days, it had been almost impossible to get a hold of him even via text, but that didn’t surprise you since he was the executive with the best records in all of Port Mafia’s history. He was really popular in the field and there was a really high demand for him and his services. Time periods in which he was totally unavailable were not unusual, which was something that had frightened you at first. You thought he had grown tired of you the first time you tried to get in contact with him to no avail, he didn’t answer your texts or calls for exactly four days. Needless to say, you were over the moon when he knocked at your door on the fifth night, begging for you to let him in so that he could help you forgive him. It was one of the best nights with him to date, he’d been so needy for your touch and so focused on making you cum all night long, until you had begged him to stop, filled to the brim with his gift. The mere memory of his long, sharp thrusts plunging deep within your drenched core with each raw drag of his hips made your head spin. 

“Y/N. Come here.” Chuuya noticed how lost in your thoughts you had become, so he regained your full attention by patting his hand gently on his lap, encouraging you to get closer to his desk. You snapped out of it immediately, and slowly but surely you started walking towards him; the soft clicking of your heels echoed through the room, now completely silent. As you reached him, you clumsily placed the files you’d been clutching on the marble table. Your hands were shaking slightly and he noticed: Chuuya quickly took hold of your right hand, making you gasp in surprise. He took this small window of opportunity and dragged you down so that you were sitting across his strong thighs.

“You don’t trust me?” He smiled at you with hooded eyes, so much darker than usual. He slowly pulled your delicate hands towards his smooth lips, kissing each and every knuckle like his life depended on it. You were his queen, after all. He never failed to make you remember that either. 

“It’s not that. You know it’s not that, Chuuya.” You blushed again, the mere thought of what he was proposing was making you weak in your knees once again, if it wasn’t for the fact that you were almost straddling him you’d be on the floor by now. You couldn’t deny that you missed him and his ministrations too, all of this was making you extremely sensitive, your panties felt a tad damp by now. 

But you would never admit that to him directly. The man was already so full of himself.

“Hmm. So what is it about? Are you scared someone will see us? Hear us?” He chuckled once again, hoisting your body up so that he could drape your legs to each side of his thighs, making you straddle him completely now. You hissed at the feeling of his already hardening length brushing against your inner thigh. 

“Chuuya...” You panted, eyes hooded with lust as his skilled digits started travelling down from your hips to your thighs, so conveniently bare and at his mercy. 

“Yes, kitten? Changed your mind?” He smirked, his lips now locked against the soft skin of your neck. He angled himself so that he was resting his forehead right inside the crook of your neck, where your sweet scent was stronger and where he knew exactly how to torture you with his skilled lips. He immediately started nibbling and licking the soft expand up until he reached your sweet spot, the spot he knew would make you mewl and beg. The combination of his plush lips and his nibbling teeth made you moan softy against your will, your hands finding their place in his hair as you gently grazed at his skull. He groaned at the feeling, a primal sound rumbling in his chest at the sensation of you tugging his messy locks. 

You didn’t even know when your hips had started to involuntarily buck against his on the chair, your clothed cores colliding slightly with each move; feeling your warmth radiating through his tight dress pants and against his painfully hard cock made him grit his teeth, hard. He’d been hard all day thinking about this, about you straddling his cock and taking him in so perfectly in your tight little pussy. Man, he loved how tight you felt against his pulsing, throbbing length just before you cummed, he couldn’t wait to finally plunge himself inside you and fill you up nicely. You were making him loose all his cool.

Without a single word, he snaked one arm around your tiny waist to support you better while his free hand travelled from your thighs to your skirt, hiking it up just enough to reveal your damp panties to his hungry, hooded eyes. He smirked teasingly at you, one eyebrow shooting up just to mock your current state. He then pressed his solid cock against you experimentally, sucking in a sharp breath at the sight of his clothed length nestled tightly against your folds, but more importantly watching how your chest rose up in shock from the sudden contact. Fuck, he could cum just by looking at your flushed face right now. Your tiny whimpers and moans were music to his ears, hands down his favourite sound in the whole world: they never failed to set his groin on fire, knowing that you were feeling this good because of him, and him only. 

Chuuya rolled his hips a couple more times, the both of you panting and grinding against the other like two horny teenagers who didn’t know better. The dry and rough feeling of your panties and his dress pants against your most sensitive area made you whimper his name with each one of his slow, yet precise thrusts. 

“You like this, uh? You fucking love it, don’t you? Look at you, humping my thighs to get yourself off. Tsk, I thought you were a good girl, Y/N.” His dirty talking did nothing to help your current situation, it only made the unbearable ache between your legs burn and sting deeper. You opened your eyes briefly just to stare at him, noticing how he wasn’t in a better state than you where. He looked just as desperate as you did, his bangs falling messily across his face, teeth gritting with purpose and eyes focused on the place where your bodies connected. Well, should connect. The feeling of your clothing was almost unbearable now, you wanted to touch him so badly, to feel his warm skin under your fingers, to caress his muscles and leave marks on that pretty back of his. 

“Chuuya, please...” You whined, not really sure what you were asking him to do but you needed some sort of relief. Anything would do, really. 

“Please what, Y/N? Aren’t you going to be a good girl for me and cum all over my leg? I want to feel you drench my pants.” He groaned, his blue eyes completely filled with the pure black of his blown out irises. Fuck, he was so hot, asking you to do that so he could simply enjoy the view. And with that, one of his fingers hooked your panties just enough to pull them to the side; your glistening core was finally able to directly brush against the clothed muscles of his thigh and to occasionally bump against his painfully solid erection. You heard Chuuya curse beneath his breath at the mere sight of your drenched pussy dragging over and staining his work pants. 

“Chuu- Fuck!” You bucked your hips a couple more times, grinding down harshly against him in order to reach your limit and finally give him what he wanted to see. You opened your glazed eyes, hands shooting right back at his hair and pulling it softly so that he understood the signal. You wanted him to look at you, to see how desperate he had made you. How hungry you were for him and his touch. His dark eyes met your hooded ones, sharp canines revealing under his satisfied grin. The way you were grinding your hips against his was making it hard for him to focus on anything but your core, but fuck he loved to see you cum. To see those pretty eyes of yours roll back in ecstasy and to hear his name though your moans.

“Fuck Y/N... That’s it. Cum on me, let me hear you, princess.” He roared, the grip of his arm tightening around your waist and helping you move against him better, now that your legs were spasming and growing tired. He dragged your lower half against him a couple of times more before you felt the knot in your lower belly unravel, almost painfully. His words coaxed you to reach your limit, the idea of his hungry eyes fixed on your convulsing form turned your legs into jelly. You came hard, really hard, moaning his name loudly, almost desperately. The strength of his arms never leaving you as he continued bucking his hips against yours, prolonging your orgasm by tenfold. Then the so familiar overstimulation came, and everything felt too much for you, so you gently pushed his chest away and rested your back against the edge of the desk, trying to distanziate your core from his body as best as the position allowed you. You experimentally opened your eyes: all you saw was his usual smug grin wide on his face, and his hungry eyes. 

You almost felt yourself coming undone again. 

“Such a sight to behold.” He grinned at you, a tingle of something oddly sweet laced in his voice. You smiled back at him, your breath was still ragged and uneven but you craved more. You always did when it came to him.

“Look at the mess you made, princess. My dress pants are ruined for good. Such a nasty little girl, aren’t you?” He continued, knowing exactly how to get under your skin. He knew how flustered the whole ordeal would make you, yet he decided to torture even further with his dirty comments. You looked down at his pants, noticing the big, wet splotch that was turning the grey material of his expensive pants black and moist. You blushed heavily at the sight of your desire for him so clearly evident on his clothes and fingers.

“My, my. What to do about this reckless behaviour of yours, uhm? You certainly enjoyed yourself a lot.” 

“Quit the crap, Chuuya. You asked for this.” You honestly weren’t good at reacting to his dirty talk, it made you fluster badly and it sometimes embarrassed you to the point that your ears turned red. He loved seeing you like that though, all shy and prudish after what you had just done. 

“Tsk. Who taught you to talk like that?” His brows knitted together with fake annoyance and shock, while his arm snaked back to his original place around your waist, pulling you closer against his chest, demanding a kiss.

“You did.” You leaned closer and kissed him on the cheek instead, mockingly. He clearly wasn’t happy with it, so he immediately trapped your face between his hands, fingers tilting your chin so that he could have easy access to those pretty lips of yours and finally devour them. 

The kiss was rough and dry at first. Teeth colliding together messily as his tongue fought to enter your lips but you sealed them tightly, making him groan with anger. When did his little angel turn into the stubborn demon that was straddling him just now? Was it his fault that she became so skilled in making him loose his cool? 

Chuuya knew how to play that game, though. His hands travelled down to your plump backside that he so eagerly worshipped, grabbing handfuls of it, roughly. You gasped in surprise, his raw touch enough to set you ablaze again as you felt his tongue finally colliding against yours in a fight for dominance you knew you couldn’t win. He was everywhere around you; his musky scent was so strong you honestly thought you could just pass out from it. 

“Why don’t you put that pretty mouth of yours to a better use instead of babbling profanities, my love?” He questioned lowly, your bottom lip trapped between his teeth as he pulled it slightly and bit on it until you sensed the coppery taste of blood on your tongue. You hissed at the sharp pain, wincing away from his hold. Looking right back at him, his hands started to softly circle patterns across the bare skin of your legs, up until his fingers reached under your shirt. You moaned at the feeling of his strong, calloused hands feeling you up and kneading your tender breasts, pinching your nipples from underneath your lacy bra. 

You slowly removed yourself from him, the awkward position had left your legs sore and weak from how roughly you were pressing down into his hard body. His eyes never stopped following your every movement, curious to see if you’d actually accept his challenge and blow him in his office. Out in the open. 

As you kneeled before him underneath the desk you didn’t fail to notice the way he was grinning from ear to ear, his hands still glued to your chest, cupping you from beneath. Fucking bastard, you couldn’t wait to make him beg for it. With a swift motion of your hands, you pushed his arms away to grant yourself a better access to his clothed lower half. His tight pants did nothing to conceal the evident bulge of erection, which was straining painfully near his thighs. Slowly, your tiny hands palmed him through his clothes, stroking him gently and experimentally; you almost chuckled at his sudden reaction, his hips instantly bucking into your hands looking for any sort of relief, his eyes glazed and semi-closed but still fixed on yours, a sharp inhale of breath through his gritted teeth echoed to your ears. The sight of him completely lost in your touch and so needy for you to continue was something that will always occupy a special place in your mind. Gods, he was so handsome.

You slowly grazed the entire outline of his cock with your fingers while your other hands continued palming and fondling his base, making him groan loudly with eagerness. Chuuya loved foreplay: he especially loved receiving it, having your lips encase his whole length tightly while choking because of his girth, but today you noticed a tinge of impatience in his every movement. From the strong grasp of his hands on your head, to the unsatisfied groans he was so desperately trying to suppress, while he twisted and turned in his armchair with knitted brows… Everything seemed to indicate that he wasn’t up for any of it today.

“Y/N…” The tone of his voice seemed almost menacing, and you smiled at how desperate he already sounded. You loved how his eyes dared you to continue your little game; but you were a smart girl, you quickly learned not to challenge him or else he’d deny you any form of release until you begged and screamed his name. Shuddering at the mere memory of one long and evenful night, when he had punished your teasing by fucking your throat raw, your hands quickly grabbed his belt to undo it. As soon as you were able to unfasten his leather belt, you hooked your tiny fingers into the loops of his pants, while your other hands worked fast to unzip him. His eyes were deeply focused towards your hands, which were working desperately to free him from his expensive dress pants, his head was hanging low so that your foreheads were almost touching. Finally, you started pulling down his slacks, eager to release his cock and please him: with one single pull he was left in his tight boxer briefs, which you skilfully pulled down as well, just enough for his throbbing cock to spring free and rest on his clothed stomach. 

“F-Fuck.” He hissed, his head lolled back to rest against the plush leather of his armchair. The feeling of cold air finally caressing his painful erection was pure bliss. You smiled at his reaction and took the opportunity to admire his cock in all his glory.

He was definitely well packed down there, your eyes always grew to the size of saucers every time you saw his cock spring free of his confinements. The first time you two had been intimate with each other you asked him if he was sure it could fit inside of you, honestly clueless about all of this. You remembered his low chuckles, how they made you tremble with anticipation as he answered in your ear that yes, it would fit because your body was made for him. Time has passed, sure, but you would never grow tired of the sight of his leaking, red tip and angry pulsing veins waiting for your touch. You licked your lips while your delicate fingers wrapped around his throbbing shaft, pumping him slowly but firmly. You knew the exact amount of pressure that he liked to be touched with; you knew that he much preferred to be squeezed tightly at the base but gently at his tip, all of it while your other hand gently fumbled with his balls. Chuuya hissed and groaned as soon as he felt your warm hands on him, head still lolled back and breath coming out in harsh pants, cursing from time to time. He was really a goner for your delicate but skilled touch.

He trained you well, after all. 

You quickly established a slow but consistent pace of your pumps, making him shiver each time your fingers would graze against his enraged, velvety tip. Your lips found their place at his neck, nibbling and biting along the thick vein up to his sharp jawline, possibly leaving some love bites across his pale skin. He roared loudly when a particular snap of your wrist engulfed his whole leaky tip in a firm grasp, making him wince and spasm under you. He was so sticky and wet already, the mere thought made you clench around nothing. 

“What’s wrong, baby? Coming already?” You teased him, licking the shell of his ear and biting his lobe mockingly. You removed your hand from his tight balls and ran it under his shirt, your nails scratching along his toned abs up to his solid chest while your other hand was still pumping around his cock. He finally looked at you: his eyes were now completely black and filled with liquid lust, a sheer layer of sweat was making his skin glow under the sunset light; he was grinning at you while his hot breath fanned across your face in incoherent pants. 

“I thought I asked you to use your pretty mouth, Y/N.” He suddenly pushed away your hand from his cock, harshly, almost making you loose your already precarious balance. His strong hands grabbed hold of your frail shoulders, pushing you back down under his desk with a big toothy grin. You were now back on your knees, the sweet prospect of dominance shuttered in just a few seconds; you hummed softly at the delicious sight before you: his cock was completely slicked with his own precum, which was even dribbling down onto his smooth balls and boxers, while the thick veins along the entirety of his shaft pulsed and throbbed from your previous ministrations. You felt a sharp clench again. Your hands found their place on his knees and thighs as you positioned yourself to get a better access over his cock, taking it back into your hands and slowly dipping your face down to plant a first soft kiss on the tip. He felt velvety and smooth on your lips as you started placing kisses all over it, making his hips buck in response. How he loved when you worshipped his cock like this. 

Your tongue darted out, tracing along his sensitive slit where precum was already oozing out in thick bubbles, the salty taste that you loved coating your wet muscle as you finally closed your lips around his tip and started circling it skilfully. You heard him moan above you, his hands found mercy in your long, silky hair as he kept your head steady between his legs with a strong hold, pulling it into a loose ponytail so that he could see you blow him better. He flinched and spasmed again as you started bobbing your head slowly, taking him wholly inside your mouth until his tip reached the back of your tight, warm throat. The hands that were still glued to his knees moved: with one, you started massaging his balls again, loving how smooth and soft they felt and knowing how much he liked that kind of stimulation, while the other hand travelled to hike his shirt up, revealing his lower abs to your hungry eyes. Your nails grazed at the expanse of his lower stomach, a faint trace of hair trailed from under his navel down to frame the pretty cock inside your mouth. You hummed around him, he vibrations coursing through his length made him hum in response too.

“Fuck… You look so beautiful between my legs. With your mouth full of my cock like this… Fuck baby… You’re so good to me.” He kept cursing and moaning above you as he praised you and your mouth. His nails were massaging the sides of your skull lovingly, hips bucking slightly to meet your pace halfway. 

All kinds of fluids, yours and his, were dribbling down the sides of your mouth to your chin as you choked and gulped around him, his pants and boxers messy with new splotches and stains. He didn’t seem to care in the slightest though, too enamoured with the sight and with the feeling of you choking and struggling around his angry length. He was now starting to fuck your throat: it was a bad habit of his that you were slowly growing accustomed to, but it always hurt at the beginning no matter how many times he did it before. The discomfort of his cock plunging deep inside your throat repeatedly mixed with the loss of air induced by the fact that he was keeping your head steady with his hands almost made you pass out. He was that intense when it came to chase down his own release. You struggled under him, his breath hot and loud above you making you slick with arousal for him again. He sounded oh so desperate to cum, to spill his load deep down your convulsing throat and make you swallow all of his seed like you were hungry for it. Feeling his legs and thighs twitch under your hands, you relaxed your throat: he was so close. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He groaned loudly, his hips giving a couple more thrusts inside your mouth until you felt the underside of his cock tremble on your tongue, coating your throat with thick spurts of his cum. You eagerly swallowed everything he was willing to give you, until he stilled and panted loudly above you. His hands were still caressing your head and hair, his hold releasing almost all of its pressure and giving you room to breathe, to relax around him. Looking up, you saw that his head was still reversed back into the armchair, his Adam’s apple bobbing fast as he tried to recover as much air as possible after his climax. You licked his cock clean, and finally released it with a loud pop; your eyes followed it, watching how it now rested limply over his toned lower abs, red and spent but somehow still hard and twitching. Chuuya was still lost in his afterglow bliss, his chest was rising a bit more steadily now while he hummed his approval, opening his glazed eyes to finally lock his loving gaze with yours. His hand connected with your left cheek, massaging it tenderly while watching you with hooded, grateful eyes; his finger collected a small drop of cum that managed to escape your lips and dribble down your chin, pushing it back into your mouth with a low groan rumbling in his chest as you sucked on his finger and cleaned it up thoroughly. 

Then, your shy gaze averted from his heavy, sultry one; it was so amusing to him that you still managed to feel embarrassed after taking his cock so perfectly deep inside your mouth, after everything the two of you had done together, but nevertheless he loved that side of you to pieces. At that, he gripped your arm strongly and pulled you up to sit back onto his lap once again, making you shudder. His lips connected with yours immediately, massaging them with a slow, sweet pace; it was so abruptly different from the way he was using your mouth just moments before. Your bruised lips danced with his smooth ones, his taste was still lingering on your tongue and it mixed with his strong, musky scent, making you whimper into the kiss. 

“I’m not done with you, just so you know.” Chuuya nibbled your bottom lip and travelled back to your neck, his statement making you hungry all over again. Your gaze fell down between your bodies, the sight of his cock resting hard and heavy against both of your stomachs made your insides flutter. His clothes were completely soiled with cum, spit and sweat, your panties ruined and sticking to your core once again. You briefly wondered how the two of you would manage to exit his office and the building without anyone noticing the sticky mess on your clothes.

You were suddenly brought back to the current situation when you felt his skilled fingers rub circles over your clit from outside your drenched panties. You winced, still a bit sensitive from your previous orgasm, but melted to his touch as soon as he slipped his fingers inside the flimsy material of your lacy undergarments and started rubbing your slick folds gently, probing at your entrance with his middle finger, teasingly. 

“Chuuya… Please, don’t tease me now… I can’t anymore.” Your voice sounded so pathetically weak right now, it was a mix between a plea and a cry. Instantly, you felt his lips curl into a wicked smile across the sensitive skin of your neck. 

“You know it will hurt if I don’t prepare you well enough, baby.” He whispered in your ear, his low voice making you shiver above him while his middle finger entered your tight core. Of course you knew, he had been rough with you before, it mainly happened when he was too horny or angry to bother with foreplay. The painfully dry drag of his cock inside your tight core only added to the turmoil inside of you though, you secretly loved when he was rough and needy with you. You loved everything about him.

“I don’t care… Please just- Please Chuuya…” You whined, stopping his hands by placing yours around his wrist, stilling his slow movements. Your pleading eyes were now fixed to his hungry ones, almost as if you were trying to convince that you really wanted it, that you meant it.

“Very well. Whatever you want, princess.” His tongue clicked, strong arms swiftly grabbing you and pulling your body flushed to his. He proceeded in pulling down your skirt and panties with a single swift motion, doing the exact same with his own pants and boxers. With his free arm, he tossed everything that was lying on his desk to the floor, not caring about the stacks of documents and files flying everywhere. He needed to fuck you out of his system, now. He laid you on the cold marble beneath him, standing on his feet and towering over your petite figure; your legs instantly laced behind his back, pulling him even closer to you and securing him against your dripping core.

Chuuya placed one of his hands right next to your face on the marble desk, to avoid crushing you with his weight; his other hand draped down around his shaft, pumping himself a couple of times with his hooded eyes glued into your demanding ones. He slowly rubbed his shaft between your folds, your slick coating his cock nicely so that it would slide in without any pain. The tip of his cock brushed against your neglected clit with each and every gentle thrust, making you whine for more. Your hands travelled to his toned arms and laced behind his strong neck, pulling him closer for a kiss. He gladly obliged, lowering his face enough for you to peck him and lick his lips before you felt the head of his solid erection push inside of you. You both moaned into the kiss, exchanging your breaths; the feeling of him stretching you so fucking nicely was to die for. 

Chuuya entered you slowly, making sure that you were able to feel each and every inch of his dick dragging across the ridges of your tight cunt, filling you up completely until he was buried balls deep into your heat, hips stilled against your plush ass. He cursed beneath his breath at how deliciously your pussy wrapped around him, sucking him in, almost. Low profanities were leaving his mouth as he waited for you to adjust and stop clenching around him, or else he’d cum in a matter of minutes. You moaned underneath him, trying to undo the buttons his shirt so that you could finally claw your back and watch his abs contract as he drilled mercilessly inside of you. Chuuya got the hint and raised his torso away from yours, without actually pulling out, and unfastened the buttons for you. His shirt opened up, finally revealing his toned mid section to your hungry gaze and nails. The sight of his naked torso, except for the presence of his black leather choker wrapped tightly around his viscous neck, made tears swell up in your eyes. Fuck, you don’t recall ever being this hungry and horny for him. Chuuya smirked, knowing how much you loved to see him like this all too well, and he almost ripped your shirt open: you trembled as you heard a couple of buttons hit the floor and flying across the office. His calloused hands shot up to cup your breasts immediately, kneading them gently while uncovering them haphazardly from your damned bra. You held his head lovingly as he nestled his face down over you, latching his lips to your nipple while rolling the other between his fingers; he sloppily kissed and marked your chest with small love bites that you knew would turn purple for weeks. 

“Chuuya… Please move… I can take it now.” You whimpered, having adjusted to the size and feeling of him inside of you. The stretch was no longer painful, it only stung a little but it added to the amazing feeling of him filling you up to the hilt. He nodded, thrusting out of you and pushing back in immediately after, experimentally. He didn’t want to hurt you, not today, you had been so nice to him and you deserved every ounce of pleasure he was able to gift you. 

The heels of your feet pushed at his backside, urging him to fuck you harder, to which he quickly obliged. Chuuya set a steady and harsh pace, drilling his cock into your warmth with an unforgiving force. The desk dragged against the hardwood floor with each thrust of his hips, but none of you seemed to care. He hid his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your maddening scent sharply as he kept rutting hard inside of you; your loud moans in his ear only coaxed him to go faster, deeper. Your legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, the idea of you wanting him so damn close made butterflies dance in his stomach, loins set on fire. He grabbed one of your legs and pulled it closer to his chest, angling you so that he was hitting it even deeper, making you cry as tears formed in your eyes from how good you were being fucked. 

“God Y/N, you’re so fucking tight… You want me dead.” He groaned, placing a couple of kisses on your ankle as he kept his pace hard and steady. The sound of skin slapping and of your moans echoing through the room were making him drunk and hazy. He wouldn’t last long.

You hummed, unable to answer with words anymore. He felt just so good, so thick and deep inside of you, reaching places you never thought he was able to reach. This position allowed the tip of his cock to brush against your sweet spot with each thrust, making you clench around his throbbing shaft uncontrollably. A familiar bubble in your lower belly began to form, you could feel your high approaching with every snap of his hips.

“Chu-Chuuya… I’m so close… Please!” You cried, tugging his hair and asking him to come back down so that you could kiss him. So that you could watch him in the eyes and express how grateful you were for his ministrations. So that you could praise him.

“I know, love. I can feel you sucking me in… How do you want me?” He whispered between harsh hisses as he finally came back to you, body flushed against yours. His rutting became even faster and more desperate, if possible. Your nipples brushed against his solid chest, only adding to the pleasure of spiralling down because of his unforgiving, precise thrusts. 

“I don’t care baby, just please make me cum…” Your voice was now a mess of pleas and moans but somehow you still managed to form a coherent sentence. Your hands cupped his cheeks, kissing him like a starved woman while he groaned into the kiss. You knew he loved when you left the choice to him, when you submitted yourself completely to his will. He hugged you, his large hands cupping behind your head in order to prevent you from bumping against something and  actually hurt yourself because of his hard pace. You hugged him back, your chin rested against his shoulder while his was hidden in the crook of your neck; your nails dragged across the large expanse of his toned back, marking him up and trying desperately to steady yourself as he pounded inside of you restlessly. All you could hear were his grunts and hisses mingling with your own screams, and the sound of his poor desk dragging harshly against the stone floor. 

Chuuya was a strong man. The force he was using to pin you down and to fuck your brains out was almost scary, but you were used to this by now. He wasn’t even using his ability today, but all the pent up lust and desire allowed him to be just as strong and raw with you. 

It all came crushing down on you when you felt one of his hands leave your head and snake down between your legs, finding your clit and rolling it between his rough fingertips, matching the rhythm of his hips. He wanted you to come undone first, as always. Well, when he felt like you deserved it. Your left hand clutched his arm desperately, but his touch never faltered: he kept brushing over your sensitive nub, using the slick of your arousal to get you off.

“Come on…” He hissed, teeth gritting with the sole purpose of making you cum before he did. It was really hard for him to deny himself any longer, but he was trying his best.

“Chuuya… Baby!” You whined, a high pitched moan following your pleas as you felt his cock hit your spot repeatedly while his skilled fingers rubbed you gently. You opened your eyes just to look for his own pair, mouth agape as he pounded the living light out of you. His jaw was clenched, tense, and you knew he was on the verge of heaven too. 

A couple more of those flicks were all it took for you to spasm harshly beneath his weight, legs wrapping around his waist and gripping him like a vice. You screamed his name loudly, eyes rolling back as he fucked you through it, prolonging your high with the sharp rut of his hips, balls slapping your ass with every thrust. Your hands grip his arm and back, anchoring yourself and marking him up badly because your release was too strong, he was too strong. Your mouth was open but nothing seemed to come out, the tears that had collected in your eyes rolling down to wet your cheeks and chin. It was too much, all of it was simply too much, you honestly thought you were about to pass out on that desk.

Chuuya gritted his teeth and inhaled sharply, the feeling of your drenched cunt convulsing around him, trying to milk his cock of all its worth, was making his thrusts sloppy. He fucked you through your orgasm, his fingers never stopping rubbing your clit. He looks down to your shuddering form, the blissful expression plastered on your face was a sight to die for, more valuable than any piece of art he owned. He felt your hand trying to stop his own, a weak try because he knew he could coax another orgasm right out of you before he’s allowed to cum and spill his seed inside of you. And before you were able to stop him you were already clenching again, crying over of the force of your second orgasm. It was mind-blowing, almost painful, your walls spasmed around him so hard that you could feel his cock twitch inside of you. Chuuya allowed himself a couple more of those sloppy, incoherent thrusts before he came inside, a loud roar rumbling in his chest. You hummed at the feeling of his warm cum spurting deeply inside of you, painting your walls and filling you up to the brim with his gift. He moved sloppily until he was sure he was completely empty and collapsed on top of your body moments after. 

Both of your breaths were irregular, chests heaving against the other’s in a futile attempt to regain some composure after your highs crushed down on you full force. You aimlessly caressed his hair and back, keeping him close and flush to your form as he rested his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply. It took him a couple of seconds before he regained enough energy to stop crushing you with his weight, peeling himself off of you with a satisfied grunt. Chuuya looked down between your legs, where your bodies connected and where his cock was still nestled inside your folds. His hooded gaze watched as you still clenched around him slightly, cum dripping down on both of your thighs, pooling all over the desk. He hissed at the sight, gods he really came hard, his seed was overflowing everywhere, making a hell of a mess. He pulled out a bit, a streak of cum following his tip as cum oozed out of your abused cunt, only to push himself back in seconds after, plunging his cum back into you. Chuuya heard you whimper lightly and his eyes shot up to your face, taking in the blissed glory of your fucked out expression and tear stained eyes. He had really fucked you good. He grinned, placing a soft kiss on you red, abused lips and removing some stray strands of your long hair from your beautiful face. Honestly, he was all for aftercare: he loved taking care of you after a good fuck, kissing you softly before both of you fell asleep in a tangled mess of limbs was one of this favourite things in the universe, but his office desk was not as comfortable as your shared bed. He finally pulled his cock out of your tight warmth, one last shared moan echoing through the room.

“Can you stand?” He offered you his hand, which you grabbed immediately as you were quite unsure you were able to. His hand grasped yours tightly in order to pull yourself back into a sitting position. You back screamed in pain, the hard surface of his marble left some nasty bruises all over your shoulders and back.

“Fuck, I made a mess.” Chuuya continued, his eyes focused on the sticky pools of cum and what not that were sputtered all over his work space. You grabbed his shoulders and pulled yourself on your feet, your legs wobbled at first but he was quick to catch you by securing his strong arm around your tiny waist. 

“Hey, careful now…” He chuckled. The sight of your shuddering figure and the fact that he was the one who wrecked you this good caused a primal surge of pride to swell in his chest. You nodded at him, blushing heavily. Your hair was a mess, and so was his: both of you looked like you just had the best sex of your life. The air in his office was heavy and humid, the sun had finally settled so you were left standing in the dim, warm lights of his expensive table lamps. He placed you in his leather armchair before pulling his pants up roughly to go and open a window, the fresh night breeze helping you focus and ponder on what had just happened.

You adjusted your shirt and skirt, cursing at the sight of three missing buttons and a sticky cum stain on your skirt. You really made a mess this time, you honestly didn’t know what possessed the two of you to indulge in such a messy ordeal in a place like this. 

“We should do this more often, don’t you think?” You heard him chuckle behind you, his body was leaning against the opened window just to light up a cigarette and blow the smoke outside.

“If it wasn’t for the mess, then yes, maybe.” You smiled at him, he hummed at your answer. That was true, the feeling of stickiness and sweat clinging to your bodies was somewhat unpleasant, the convenience of showering together right after sex was something he truly cherished. Mainly because he always gets to fuck you in there too.

“I guess you’re right. What do you say we clean up a bit and go straight back home earlier tonight?” He grinned, his usual twisted smile sending shivers down your spine, a trail of smoke coming from his bruised lips.

You nodded your head softly, the everlasting crave you felt for this man was going to be the end of you, you were sure of it. And yet, you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

[lightneverfades]

Cupcake Shop AU / Frostiron (Tony/Loki)

Frostiron Holiday Wishes Challenge ❆ 🎅🎄 Prompt by @brianadoesart​​ Fic written by @worstloki Note: AH! So sorry this is another late post, tumblr messed up and I didn’t receive this on Xmas day! Ah! Thank you @worstloki for resending! TwT <3333 Edited post earlier! Sorry again!

Wish (Prompt/Idea): Requester: Cupcake shop au!!!  One of our boys owns a cupcake shop and the other one is a FREQUENT visitor to said coffee shop. Lots of people think its because they have a sweet tooth, but they're just hopelessly in love with whichever one owns the shop.

Stark Confectionaries is a thriving business that has various venues across the country, and four stores in New York alone.

As the name would suggest, the business, although branching out into various other baked goods, specialises first, and foremost, in sweets.

This branch, especially, deals it’s dough in cupcakes.

Tiny ones, giant ones, chocolate, fruity and all else, chances are that if the store doesn’t have what you want in the window then pre-ordering a day in advance will get you your custom cupcake.

At a price.

Because whatever little the ingredients may cost, Stark Confectionaries is a brand, and capitalism is a b*tch.

But, in the wise words of Howard Stark, it’s our b*tch.

Or, at least, that’s what Anthony has been told.

You see, Anthony Edward Stark doesn’t own the business. Nope. He only owns this branch.

And he only runs it because no matter how much Tony hates having to supervise the bakers every morning as they handle the secret family batter, having ownership over an outlet half a city away from his father is worth it. It even gives him the excuse of ‘learning how to manage the place for the day he takes over the family business’ (a distressing day for Howard for sure) which is great shorthand for I’m staying as far away from this abusive dumpster fire of a house as I can.

A lack of interest in the baking and selling aspects, does, however, mean the only part he enjoys contributing to is decorating the cupcakes each morning. Tony simply loves the designing aspect. He spends his free time freelancing as a website designer and someone who puts his coding skills and eye for colours to use.

Unfortunately, only helping design cupcakes means he gets maybe an hours-worth of actual things to do before the store opens, and then he has to spend the rest of the day monitoring the workers.

And monitoring the workers is sooooooo booorrinnggggg.

Tony sits at a table in the corner of the bakery all day, occasionally looking away up from his laptop to make sure the cashier is doing fine, sometimes walking to the displays and picking out a snack, every now and then heading to the store bathroom, but that’s about it.

Plenty of time alone at a table covered in fancy satin cloth because this is a highly esteemed establishment and there are literal waiters that go to tables to ask what cupcake customers want.

Stark Confectionaries does not slack.

Tony sighs and lowers his laptop screen.

There is literally no reason this place needs to be so dialed up and formal all the time. It’s a bakery. People come here to eat baked stuff! Not sit at tables arranged perfectly and for cupcakes to be brought on small plates by waiters.

Tony steps behind the counter and walks into the kitchen where an array of baked goods (the ones not on display in the windows) are arranged. He nods to an employee, but they typically know he doesn’t particularly find it fun to mingle with the riff raff. Do I feel like coffee-caramel or a strawberry-chocolate? He thinks, hovering a hand between both sections.

Trick question.

He’s taking both; he can never decide on just one of them, and besides, the flavours work to cancel each other out. Or something like that.

He walks out of the kitchen and is about to make his way out from behind the counter area when, cupcake in each hand, he stops in his tracks.

Not in a weirdo-cashier kind of way, he just wasn’t expecting to see someone like this (‘this’ being cute in a disarrayed way) here right now in the store.

He’s got black hair pulled up in a beanie and is wearing a comfy-looking green sweater and seems to be holding a conversation with the cashier which is good because it means he misses the way Tony turns around and walks back into the kitchen.

What the f*ck! Why did you turn around?! Yeah, the customer is hot, what about it?!

“Hey, Jeremy,” Tony says, tapping a shoulder.

“It’s Jeremiah.”

“Yeah, whatever,” Tony waves a hand dismissively, “I’m sorry, but, who’s the guy at the counter?”

Jeremiah looks out the kitchen and turns back to him. “Ah, that’s Loki, he’s a regular here.” A regular?! How did I not notice him before?!

“Wait,” Jeremiah says, “have you guys never talked?” “Why would I talk to random customers?” Tony asks, because that’s a bizarre concept.

“He always complains to us about the corner table being taken, and thinks he’s being covert when he takes the table opposite you, and usually comments on the disarrayed state of your hair, and we assumed it was a running joke or something…”

“Ah.”

“Yeah, sorry man, shouldn’t have assumed.”

“Any idea what his usual order is? I owe someone an apology.” Jeremiah raises an eyebrow and smirks, clearly unimpressed with this excuse, but he acquiesces: “Doesn’t stick with any one order, tends to try something different each time he visits.”

Tony looks to the cupcakes in his hands. “Please excuse me.”

Tony walks back out and shoves aside the counter-lady (Madeline? Maddy? Madecity? Something with an M…)

“Hi, I’m Tony,” he introduces himself, noting that Loki hasn’t received his order yet with glee. He holds out both cupcakes, “Pick one?”

“Uh, sure,” Loki says, hesitantly looking over to M-lady. He gingerly takes the strawberry-chocolate. He’s got great choice in cupcakes too! He’s perfect!

“I was under the impression that you only eat these in pairs yourself,” Loki explains.

Awww he noticed, he’s totally interested...

“I’ve heard you like corner tables? You can have mine for a while,” Tony blurts, before realizing how bad that came out. “If you want, I mean, I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to use the same table, it’s got two seats anyway…”

Loki smiles, “I’d love to.”