#rock lee is cool okay

[ettawrites]

Could you make genin Naruto, Sasuke, Gaara, Rock Lee and Neji x reader who is their crush and they end up having to fight reader in the chunin exam?

Yessss, yes I will 😊

Fighting Them During The Chunin Exam

A/N: half of this was written with writers blocks the other half was written when I was high, so don’t judge the quality okay 😊

Naruto

- One by one you both watched as everyone was drawn. When it was just down to four of you, Naruto prayed he would get Kiba

- You both gave a side eye when you were the last opponents

- Oh fucking shit

- He was actually a bit (really) mad, protesting that he could not fight you because you were a friend but when the only response was fight or surrender he bit the inside of his cheek

- “Friend”… yuh uh, he means totally smitten to the point he feels like a dog

- But he couldn’t surrender, not when he was this close to getting his chunin but he didn’t know where you guys would stand after it

- When you reassured him this is just how it was supposed to be and said you’d be honoured to fight him, he only frowned and scratched his head.

There he stood, across from you on this dirty cement floor and he was mesmerized on how you could just smile.

“This gotta be a joke, can you just redraw?” He asked the , displeased evident.

“There’s nobody to draw from, you both are the last opponents,” he irked, finding Naruto’s stupidly uncharming.

“Naruto it’s fine, let’s just do this, I’m hungry,” You slumpt, anxious to get this over with.

- he went easy at the start, only throwing kunais and he played defence

- When he realized you weren’t going easy, he was caught off guard as you punched him right in the face

- He stumbled, looking at you with somehow even more admiration

- Then he got serious and the fight really started

- You lost, but some part of you kind of anticipated it

- You were sprawled out on the floor, head pounding from the attack and you were honestly just so tired from the forest

- When you surrendered he felt relieved, he didn’t know how much longer he could take fighting you

- He ran over to you, he wasn’t happy with the win

- He apologized over and over, helping you up and taking you to the infirmary

- He was so glad you guys were still friends, you meant so much to him

- Totally just friends

- He takes you out for ramen after

- He still is on edge for quite some time, he makes excuses why he can’t train with you and he definitely won’t rough house like you guys use too

——

Sasuke

- king of looking like he doesn’t give a shit

- He does

- He’s literally panicking internally and in private probably bites his nails from anxiety

- He thinks he’s anxious to fight you, that has to be it? Out of everyone you are most worthy to him potential wise

- He’s lying to himself, he doesn’t wanna believe that he’s scared to fight you because you mean a lot to him

- He’ll avoid you for the month of training and when you come to confront him about it he’s eerily upset

“We’re not friends, I am getting my chunen license even if it means hurting you,” he says, stopped inside his door frame as he watches you fold your arms over your chest.

“So that’s it, friendship over because of a silly competition?” You respond, you knew sasuke was aloof and stubborn, but really?

“We never were friends,” he replied, as casual as one could and he hated the way your eyes got glossy. He watched you leave, regretting it but he won’t take it back.

- you were nervous, standing in the podium as the crowd was watching you

- Sasuke wasn’t here yet, which you’d hope he wouldn’t show up at all

- You were a bit annoyed as he spawned in with kakashi, trying to be ‘cool’

- He was surprised when you actually put up a fight, a good one too

- But also kind of proud

- He did not go easy on you, at all and was definitely being yelled at by Naruto on the stands

- he won, by default as you had passed out and could not continue to fight

- He wanted to check on you, instead lurking outside your door and kinda of just shuffling around

- He’ll ask the nurses if you’re okay, but he won’t dare go in already knowing he’s fucked up your guys friendship

——

Gaara

- low key you were shitting your pants cause WHATT???

- You saw what that boy did to Rock Lee, and now you have to fight him?

- He on the other hand doesn’t care, but the more it gets closer to the fight he starts feeling uneasy

- He’s… what they refer to as a monster? So why is he kind of concerned for this nobody wannabe?

- He had sat beside you during the first test, intrigued by you

- Your the first person that has ever smiled at him so.. genuinely

- And now he has to fight you? A big part of him was set on absolutely destroying you to stop this uneasiness in his chest

- I mean, he didn’t even know if he had a gentle bone in his body, all he knows how to do is ruin things

“You…” his cold voice came, you were walking home in the dusk from the ramen shop after hanging out with Naruto.

“Uh.. yeah? Hey?” You responded, confused and a bit anxious as you stuffed your hands in your pockets. He came closer, a blank look on his face.

“Forfeit,”

“Huh?”

“Forfeit the fight, I will kill you,” He explained, blinking so casually as he watched your complexed reaction.

- he, in his own scary way, was trying to warn you that he could not control himself

- He was kind of happy when you got his underlying message.. you really were different

- You forfeited privately, to your sensei who completely understood

- Gaara was grateful when the next night Baki had told him his opponent had changed

——

Rock Lee

- When you were paired with him for the semi finals he had frowned

- He apologized to Neji and his sensei

- Both were very confused

- He had that cute little ‘hmpf’ look on his face with an even cuter pout as he walked down the steps

- When he came face to face to you you saw this look in his eyes

- Both of you didn’t say anything when the ref asked if anyone wanted to forfeit before he called fight

You braced, drawing your Kunai when the fight began. Rock Lee raised his hand, looking like his traditional taijustu pose.

“I cannot fight you (y/n)! Please forgive me I forfeit,” he yelled, clasping his hands together and falling to his knees before you in a bow.

“…wha…?” You deadpanned, uneased by how loud he had just shouted that. He looked up, seriousness written all over him.

- You guys didn’t talk until after everyone had battled, finding him hiding from you behind the tree outside

- He slumped as you yelled at him

- He let you rant before he started his own ramble, explaining how he couldn’t fight you

- He would never lay a hand on you, it was against his ninja way

- His eyes started to water and his top lip twitched, clearly upset

- You rolled your eyes and went to go get ice cream with him

——

Neji

- you guys were paired to fight for the finals

- He was stubborn and if you’re a girl.. low key sexist about it

- He thinks he’s being a gentlemen but absolutely obliterating you with ‘facts’

- King of backhanded compliments

- But what he doesn’t know is you started to train with a really powerful sensei who was travelling through the village and offered to help you

- Throughout the whole month training time he was focusing on his fighting, but you were on the back of his mind

- He knew he wanted to win, but he also knew he didn’t want to hurt you either nor ruin your relationship

- So he spent a lot of late nights trying to figure out ways he could knock you out as quick and painless as possible

- This was all internally and completely private to him, he never expressed any weakness on the outside

- He was pretty confident in himself

- When the fight began and he realized.. you were actually catching him off guard he was perplexed

“I don’t-… how?” He coughed up blood, knees weak as he swayed to try and stay up right. You frowned, he hated that.

“I’m not weak Neji, don’t underestimate your opponent. You don’t know me,” Those words were said in order to hurt him, he had ruined your patience with his opinion of you.

“I.. thought I did,” he pondered, eyes lost.

- you gave the final blow to him and he was carried away to infirmary

- When he awoke he stared up at the ceiling for a long time after, feeling his wounds and thinking he deserved the pain for how much he took your abilities unseriously

- He vowed to never make you feel inferior to him and started to rekindle your friendship in hopes he didn’t ruin his chance

——

[strawberri-elixir]

Sleepless nights

╰⇢ Yuta Okkotsu/Toge Inumaki x Reader

" Secrets I have held in my heart, are harder to hide than I thought… "

Summary — Your second year of high school was supposed to be as boring as every other year, and for a while, that's exactly how it was. But an unexpected encounter with a mysterious boy one night suddenly makes your life more interesting.

Warnings/Contents — swearing, shit humor, sfw, death related jokes, sexual jokes, probably angst eventually, modern au, smau

Note(s) — updates will be random but hopefully close to each other! there are written portions in order to be able to properly convey the story… sorry if you weren’t expecting that- also none of the photos are mine if it’s not obvious!

Status! — complete!

Masterlist

— Meet the stars! — Profiles

Okay lover boy

Hot weirdo

Go white boy go

FML

“I’m not jealous”

Late night studying

Slander

Cool beans

Good shit

HWLP

Friend-zoned???

Demoted

Study group, go!

He wants me

Knuckleheads

Group bridge jump???

Back pains

Finals day or our final day: Stay tuned!

Denial

Skill issue

Rocks…?

Delusional???

Toddler maturity

I like- no- love you

Weekend bets anyone?

Stalker much

Tell my mother I love her

Darling???

I love you too (The original ending)

— I love you too (The alternate ending)

bonus content:

— The set up

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[37-drc89]

ice skating; lee minho

[christmas special fic series; 2/8]

genre; fluff, established relationship.

warnings; none, gender not defined.

word count; 1,3k.

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”If I win rock paper scissors, will you agree?”

”No.”

”If I pay for dinner, will you agree?”

“I can afford dinner.”

“If I invite Jisung over, will you agree?”

“What does Jisung has to do with it?”

That would be it for convincing Minho to go ice skating with you. You spotted the ice rink during your daily evening walk around your area and immediately your childhood memories found you, recalling how much joy it used to bring you. You were never a professional, tripping over your legs here and there, but taking your boyfriend ice skating has always been your silent duty. It’s romantic, or maybe it’s just those christmas movies that made it seem like that, but it’s definitely worth a try. Besides, seeing Minho losing himself on ice is something you have to see before you die and fate put the perfect opportunity right front of you - you just have to pull the right strings of his.

“Okay, just admit you don’t love me anymore, I’ve figured it out myself already,” you cross your arms and speed up in your walk slightly, leaving your whiny boyfriend behind.

“Don’t pull these illegal moves on me.” Minho speaks and tugs at your hood, turning your body back at him. It takes everything not to laugh at the grimace plastered on his face, but you keep your cool, light anger visible in eyebrows, forehead scrunched.

“I’ll just go myself, it’s alright. I’ll see you at home, Min!” you announce, already on your way towards the rink. Minho tried calling your name but he knew he’s in no-win position. Seconds later he’s already by your side, murmuring something about how lucky you are he’s your boyfriend. You only laugh at his defeat, finally able to let the happiness out, wrapping yourself around his arm.

While he buys tickets for both of you, you choose the right ice skates. You help him tug them on, tying them as tightly as possible so he doesn’t break his leg within first ten seconds. Minho just sits there, observing your actions and can’t help but feel a little anxious about how he’s gonna do. Its not secret that he will embarrass himself in front of you and all these strangers as he’s never even had ice skates on.

“Alright grumpy, stand up.” you reach out for his hand when you’re finished and he grabs it so tight he could almost break it, but you squeeze it back signaling that he’s safe.

Minho gets on his feet, slightly losing balance before he eventually found the right position and you hold his forearm steadily, wide grin painted on your face. “I’ve got you, Min.”

He nods unsurely, letting you lead him to the ice rink. It took a while with your slow steps, but Minho eventually started getting used to having skates on his feet and figured his own way not to fall.

You step on ice first, not releasing your grip on his hand even for a second. As much as your ice skating skills weren’t perfect, they were definitely enough to lead Minho through this new experience. So when he follows you on the slippery surface and loses balance just for a moment you steady him, catching his back just before legs can give up under him.

You can’t help but smile at the full focus on his face, eyebrows furrowed, lips parted just slightly as he attempted to recompose his posture. Minho holds onto the railing for dear life, using his hands to move. You notice his legs shaking, still unsure of what exactly he should do with them, so you slide by his side.

“Here, look. Slide your right feet first, like this, and use your left one to push yourself forward, gently,” you demonstrate the right technique to him, going forward few metres. “Have you ever done roller skating? It’s pretty much the same…”

As you explain everything, Minho can’t help but go unfocused, amazed by your figure sliding smoothly across the ice rink, heart warming up uncontrollably at the sight of his lover enjoying themselves so much, even though he held you back from skating freely. Though, it didn’t seem to bother you as you gladly taught him everything he needed not to die. Suddenly you grab his hands off the railing and hold them in yours, pushing him slightly away of his current lifeline. You start pulling him forward while gliding backwards. Minho panics a little, but you give him a reassuring squeeze.

“Hey, no worries. I’m not letting you break your legs today.”

Minho recalls your words, trying to copy your movements and eventually starts pushing forward by himself, still clutching your hands tightly. His legs attempt really hard to escape from under his body, but you make sure to hold him up everytime you can feel it coming. Two full circles in and Minho already feels more confident in what he’s doing, so you slowly tear your palms away from his. Your boyfriend sends you panicked look as you distance yourself from him just about two metres away and gesture him to come to you.

Minho takes in the deepest breath possible and step by step, starts sliding forward no faster than a turtle. You stare at him proudly, patiently waiting until he figures it out.

Suddenly, Minho’s foot slide back a bit too far, sending immediate panic through his whole body which started misfunctioning real quick as he lost control in every part of it, all at once. Surprised gasp coming from his mouth got cut off when body collapsed under him, hand subconsciously looking for anything he could grab onto, finding you. His weight drags you down onto the hard surface, falling onto him and you yelp loudly.

Minho whines in light pain swelling in his butt and already started apologising in rush, turning to check up on you, when you burst out laughing. You laugh so loud, lying back on the ice, arms on your stomach. Minho blinks at you a few times before an audible chuckle leaves him, too. It quickly turns into uncontrollable laughter. You stay like this for a moment before you attempt to stand up, awkwardly, still trying to catch an appropriate amount of air in lungs.

That’s when Minho realises something. No one noticed that. People omitted you skilfully, not even paying attention to anything that was going on down there. No one laughed, no one judged. No one was looking at him, except for you. And when it’s him who’s looking at you, he sees nothing but purest joy. Tears of laughter were falling down on your cheeks, sleeve trying to desperately dry them off. And Minho couldn’t scrap the goofy smile off his face, either.

This wasn’t the last time you ended up on the ground that evening. Everytime your boyfriend felt like tripping, he purposely pulled you down with him like the little shit he is, giggling devilishly. By the time you left the ice rink your butt was sore, probably decorated in ungodly amount of bruises.

Meanwhile you were returning your skates, Minho disappeared for a few minutes. Then he was already by your side with two, big hot chocolates in his hands, sweet steam filling up your nostrils. He hands you your drink, stealing a soft, loving cheek kiss from you. “Sorry for the bruised ass.”

Morning, two days later, you’re lying under the covers, Minho wrapped around your torso as you relish in his warmth. He’s been refusing to get out of bed for the past 30 minutes, so you just gave up, feeling your eyelids getting heavy under the comfort. What disturbed your half-asleep state was Minho that started to squirm in your touch, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. He started calling your name softly, nudging his nose onto your skin. When you finally gave in and looked at him sleepily, eyes still almost glued together, he was already smiling sheepishly at you.

“Wanna go ice skating today?”

[baby-yongbok]

I loved the chan needs you post, so hear me out…Lee know realises he needs you…! I feel like he would take some time to actually figure out he doesn‘t just think you are attractive and like a cool fun person to be around, but that he genuinely starts to take an interest in you and who you are. I think it would hit him hard…and just imagine how he would look at you, full of adoration and need😩

Picture this with me 💭

This wasn’t part of the plan. When he met you he thought you were cool and kinda cute… okay he thinks that you’re really cute, breathtaking actually, but he had every intention of just being your friend. 

It’s been years since you’ve first been introduced to each other and you’ve developed a friendship like no other. It’s gotten to the point where his favorite thing to do is spend time with you and the cats. You get along with all of the members but you and him spend the most time together. You’re always texting and calling each other. You spend your days off on pointless facetime calls while you’re getting stuff done. It’s the ultimate friendship. You’re the person that he goes to when he’s stressed and needs a good laugh, you’ve seen each other go through every emotion humanly possible and he wouldn’t trade your friendship for the world. So why have his eyes been lingering over your frame for five extra seconds lately? Why does the sounds of your laugh make goosebumps rise on his skin and the hairs on the back of his neck stand up in excitement? When you talk he shuts out the world around him, nothing else matters, nothing else exists. There’s only you. 

The two of you are supposed to be friends, just friends, but he keeps dreaming about you. He keeps waking up breathless and hard as a rock as he wonders how similar your laugh is to your moan. Every time he holds your hand he tries to memorize the feel of your skin. He can’t help but wonder if you would feel this soft against him. Would your back feel like silk against his chest as he holds you? Are the spots that make you laugh when he tickles you the same ones that’ll make you moan when he…He stops himself, You’re just friends. 

He reminds himself of this boundary everyday until he’s over at your place helping you cook dinner. You’re singing and laughing and messing with him and he can’t help but to take in the way that your eyes sparkle every time they meet his. You’re just friends. When you sit on the counter next to him and your shorts ride up his eyes rake over the exposed skin of your thigh. You’re just friends. He moves in front of you abandoning his mixing bowl. You’re just friends. You don’t stop him when he places his hands on your thighs, his voice wavers, his breath catches in his throat. You’re just friends? He wonders if you’ve always been this beautiful, has your skin always had this glow? You’re just friends? Your touch makes his heart skip a beat, his eyes search yours and yours his, your gaze drops, you’re looking at his lips. Fuck it. 

His boundary breaks and it all comes flooding in, no more denying it.

He loves you and he needs you now. 

You’re way more than a friend.

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[stray-kaz]

Need : a Lee Yeon x f!reader oneshot

Summary: Yeon returns from time away to his wife in bed half asleep. Half asleep and yearning. Self indulgences ensue.

Adults only, please and thank you.

The bedroom was soaked in static greys, but for the slice of white light that cut through the dark as Yeon slipped inside, his feet already bare and mind fixed on sleeping next to you. However, the moment his body touched the mattress, you rolled to face him, eyes barely open and struggling to see him.

He smiled and you reached out with both arms until he pulled you across to him, one leg hooking over his waist, your stomach pressed firmly to his. The moment your body touched his, your eyes closed all the way and you felt every single nerve ending sear alight. You shuffled nearer, pushing your head onto his shoulder, desire and sleep warring.

Yeon had been gone for eleven days. You had counted each and every single one of them.

"Hello, honey, I'm home" he murmured, and you heard his smile in the cliche words.

Eleven days.

You ached and throbbed for him, burned, wanted for him.

You muffled a whine by pressing your face down onto his chest, pale cotton the only barrier between your lips and his bare skin. You jumped a little when his hand came down on the back of your neck, your entire body cinching tighter to his in response, a glowing pulse beginning between your thighs.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Yeon asked you, neck lifted to crane down at you clinging to him. "You're acting like a koala."

"I missed you" you mumbled, still hiding your burning face in his t-shirt.

He cocked his head to the side, then shook it slowly.

"No..."

He slowly moved his hand off your neck and worked it down underneath your cheek, instantly feeling the heat of your flush. You couldn't help yourself; you leaned into his touch, craving the comparative coolness of his skin. Yeon smiled, leaning back onto his pillow.

"Ah" he said softly. "You're in heat."

You twitched.

"I am not an animal" you argued, tilting your head enough to glimpse the cut of his jaw and his full mouth.

He huffed a laugh.

"Maybe not, honey, but you are married to one, as you so often like to remind me. And this fox can smell you, wife."

You huffed back, embarrassment arrowing through you, and started to pull away, determined to sleep elsewhere if he was just going to laugh at you. But Yeon grasped your hand, shaking his head at you. He tugged you back onto him, smiling gently when you collapsed against his chest and pressed your open mouth to his neck, whimpering at the feel of your covered heat brushing over the front of his pajama pants. Having him between your legs again, even not yet aroused, was enough to make you dizzy.

You didn't realise you were rocking down against him until he placed a steadying hand in the small of your back and began to make quiet shushing noises to ease the whimpers you also were not aware you were making.

"I wasn't gone that long" he murmured.

You shook your head against his.

"Eleven whole days" you argued.

"Was it?" he asked, sounding surprised.

"Yes" you grumbled.

Yeon shifted to get more comfortable and you settled down firmly, sitting up and pinning him in place beneath you. He blinked up at you, able to see easily in the dark. He reached up to touch your cheek, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled.

"Aw, honey, did you miss me that much?"

You realised there was no point in lying, so you just hung your head and nodded, pressing your hands onto his shoulders. He set two fingers under your chin and tipped your head back so he could see your eyes.

"Don't be ashamed" he said quietly. "Come down here."

You went easily, letting him kiss you slow and lazy, his lips moving like a drug against yours. You knew he was trying to calm you down, ease the tension you were drowning in from days without him. But all it did was increase your fever and pile onto your desire to be one with him again.

Yeon groaned quietly into the kiss when you started to rock your hips back and forth over him again, feeling him slowly swell against you. He broke away from your mouth and peered at you.

"I thought you were tired" he accused gently. "Your last message said you were heading to bed early."

"I am tired" you agreed. "But I also really need you. Please, fox husband."

The flash of his grin sent butterflies throughout your body, tingling in your fingertips and toes, a spike of heat driving between your thighs.

"Anything when you say please, human wife."

You sighed in relief and closed your eyes as he touched his lips to yours once more, a gentle, barely there press that had your mind fogging and your thighs clenching against his hips. You felt him smile as he rolled you both too easily, now pinning you beneath his weight, your body pressing deep into the mattress.

Yeon lightly dragged himself against you, drawing heady, soft whimpers from your throat as you grasped at him, sliding your palms up from his shoulders to his jaw and eventually into his hair, your fingers tangling in it.

"Shh" he said softly again. "Don't cry. I'll get you there."

You shook your head, kissed him fiercely and caged his head with your arms, holding onto burning eye contact with him as you slowly withdrew.

"Don't tease me, Yeon" you pleaded with him. "Not tonight. I need you right now."

Curious, his dark eyes staying on you, he slipped a hand below the waistband of your underwear, your oversized sleep tee rucked up around your waist from sleeping earlier. His lips parted and his eyes widened a little as he felt wet coat the pads of his fingers, sliding over his skin as he rubbed them together. He leaned down and rubbed his cheek against yours, panting slightly.

"How?" he demanded, pulling his hand free after a gentle press on your clit.

You wiggled under him, turning your head to kiss his cheek.

"Really missed you, Yeon" you whispered shamelessly. "Please..."

He pulled away just long enough to yank his t-shirt off over his head before returning to you and wriggling your sleep tee up over your breasts. He pressed his chest and stomach to yours and you arched and gasped at the coveted skin on skin contact, his warm skin dragging over your nipples.

Yeon hushed you again, his hips gently surging against you. No matter how you begged him, he had to draw it out a little bit. He sucked lightly on your bottom lip before inching his way down your body, littering your flushed skin with kisses. He dragged his warm mouth over your belly button before sinking his teeth into your hip. Your hips jerked and your legs wound snug around his shoulders in response.

Yeon grinned and gently kissed the bite mark, knowing it would definitely leave a bruise behind. He carefully lowered your legs and eased his fingers into the sides of your underwear, tugging them down inexorably slowly while you wiggled impatiently and he just grinned cheekily, pressing a slow kiss to the side of your knee as he finally pulled the cotton all the way off and let it drop over his shoulder.

"Yeon" you groaned, wanton and needy.

The air in the room was thick with desperation, warm and heady, as he kissed a path up your leg, nudging his lips against your inner thigh. You gripped his hair and pulled, trying in vain to tug him away, you just wanted him part of you now, but Yeon was not to be deterred. He stroked your wrist, keeping your hand in his hair, as he pressed your other leg down against the bed and nosed down to your clit.

"Just once" he murmured, making you shudder as his breath flared over you.

Your fingertips scrabbled over his scalp, desperately seeking purchase in his russet hair, as he licked a straight line over your entrance and lapped gently at your bud, shifting his lower body against the bed as you mewled and struggled below him. You tried to close your thighs against his head, but he forced them down with strong fingers, his thumbs holding you open.

You couldn't move as he speared his tongue inside you, your teeth digging into your lower lip to keep from crying out, your blood boiling to the surface as Yeon lapped and sucked greedily at you, quiet moans vibrating through you.

"Lord Lee Yeon" you moaned, trying to grab his attention.

It worked too well. He pulled back just enough to tilt his head at you and your fingers trembled in his hair. His eyes were glowing fire, the heat of flames burning through you. You slowly released his hair and moved your hands down onto his face, stroking your thumbs underneath his eyes.

"Hey, handsome" you said softly. "I missed these eyes, too."

Yeon's expression softened and he leaned up over you again, kissing your forehead as your own eyes closed.

"Please, my lord" you murmured. "My beautiful nine tailed fox. I love you, Lee Yeon."

He huffed and kissed you, mumbling the same words back.

"I love you, honey. Ready?"

You groped for him, kissing him hard and deep until you could taste his tongue, and he moaned, tearing from you and tugging harshly at the drawstrings on the front of his sleep pants. You reached down to help him, shoving the material down his hips until he nudged your hands away and took over, scrunching the pants into a ball and tossing them over his shoulder.

Yeon traced his fingers down your shoulders and arms until he reached your hands, lifting them to his lips to kiss each sensitive fingertip. He edged his teeth against your thumb and sucked lightly, earning a throaty whimper and your now free hand rising to skate along his jaw, tug at his earlobe.

"Now" you whispered. "Before I die."

He laughed.

"So dramatic, wife."

His right hand disappeared between your legs and you spread them even wider as he traced the tips of his fingers lightly over you, gathering spit and slick and spreading it further. You whimpered quietly when he took his fingers away again.

"Can you get those legs any wider, honey?" he murmured, stroking featherlight circles against your clit.

You turned your face from him, pressing your cheek into the pillow and breathing heavily. Yeon watched your skin flush, heard the hitches in your breathing and knew he couldn't tease any further; you were losing words and turning from him.

He settled onto his knees and tilted you a little further. You turned your face back towards him and the hope in your eyes stung his heart. Maybe he really had waited too long. Eleven days.

"I'm sorry, honey" he said gently. "Don't fret, I'll make you feel good."

The moment he slid home, you were gone. Mindless with pleasure, you rutted up against him and clawed at his shoulders, a slew of senseless whimpering moans tipping off your tongue. He soothed with soft hushes, ignoring the ten blunt pains in his shoulders, thrusting shallowly to meet your hungry, arching hips.

Yeon leaned down to kiss you, swallowing down your noises of desperation and whining a little himself as your hips bucked hard up into his, chasing him for a deeper sensation. He blinked his eyes open a little to see the furrow between your eyebrows, pinching tight at the bridge of your nose. You looked pained and he hummed in displeasure. He could feel you sucking on his tongue at the same moment as you squeezed tight around him, trying with all your might to draw him in deeper.

Yeon pulled away, his lower lip slowly coming away from between your teeth. You blinked dazedly, your hands sliding off his shoulders, down to his biceps, curling around the muscle. He balanced himself on one hand and used the other to cradle one side of your face, his fingers threading into your hair. His eyes had faded to their original dark brown, and they were wide with concern.

"You're not happy" he said quietly.

You opened your mouth, but he shook his head.

"Tell me what you need" he instructed, tugging gently at your bottom lip with his thumb.

You sighed quietly and wriggled your hips under him, eyes becoming heavy lidded at the sweet pressure of him inside you.

"Everything" you whispered, a little ashamed to say it any louder. "Don't stop until you have no choice."

Yeon's eyebrows rose and he chewed lightly on his bottom lip. He wanted to argue, press for something a little less all consuming, but how you were already rocking your hips against him in anticipation, your lips parted in faint pleasure, was stealing his ability to speak.

He took a deep breath to fortify himself before sheathing fully again. He watched your close your eyes and hold your breath. It got punched out of you when he drew back and surged forward again, slamming into the spot that curled your toes and shook stars from behind your eyelids. You gasped and scrabbled for purchase on his arms, eventually settling for wrapping your arms around Yeon's neck as he drove you deeper into the mattress.

You tried hooking your ankles against his back, but his thrusts were too powerful and strong, shaking you to your core and loosening your grip until your legs dropped out wide again, his hips no doubt bruising the insides of your thighs.

He was wild, his eyes glowing bright again, his jaw tense with effort, lips parted on pants of pure determination. He felt you pull him back in every time he tugged free, soft whimpering moans masking the lewd sounds of mixed arousal. Your cheeks flushed at the realisation, but you couldn't help staring at him as he gave it all to you, just as you'd asked. Sweat had glued his hair to his forehead and temples and his nostrils flared at your scent mixing with his in the air. He was glorious, never fully human and perfect.

"Yeon" you breathed, knowing he could hear you.

His head snapped up from where he had been watching his body join with yours, his hips stuttering slightly, twisting and grinding his pubic bone against your clit.

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

The flicker of a smile and an answering hum before he surprised you, pulling you over him as he dropped onto his back, impaling you easily and forcing a choked moan out of your throat. You clung to him, head pressed to his collarbone, as he planted his feet flat and pushed up, hard. The head of his cock brushed up against your hilt and you knew, as your mind clouded and spun, that he was going to make you come along with him.

He had no choice.

You curled into him, arms still linked around his neck. Yeon's hand spread over your ass, holding you down as he jacked up into you, gritting his teeth, moving unevenly and without rhythm now, just pure power. You gasped and moaned as you fluttered and clenched around him, unable to move, held at ransom, unable to do anything but take it.

You felt it the instant it started to happen.

Yeon moaned right by your ear and your whole body shivered at the sound, his palm pressed down forcefully against your ass, and he spent himself in you, hips bucking up against your shaking thighs as he growled out his fierce release.

His rigid form softened and he moved his firm hand away to wrap both arms around your back, shifting to press his cheek to the top of your head.

"I missed you, too, honey" he told you softly. "That wasn't how I planned to show you, but..."

You huffed an embarrassed laugh and cuddled closer to him, his heart pounding against yours, slowly regaining its rhythm.

Yeon stroked your hair, whispering to you as your eyes closed and your breaths feathered across his throat.

"You can sleep now, wife. I'm home."

Tagging: @writingmysanity @elizabeth-karenina

[jinnie-ret]

Could you write a - stray kids x fem! ninth member, who is gyaru and other idols, look at her weird for it?

For context, Gyaru is a Japanese fashion subculture. The term gyaru is a Japanese transliteration of the English slang word gal. The term for gyaru was introduced in Japan by the American jeans company Lee, who introduced a new line of jeans to their brand Wrangler

gyaru, jjang yeppeuda

stray kids x ninth member!reader (platonic)

genre: fluff, angst (little)

content warnings: none

word count: 0.9k

summary: despite her normal confidence in owning her aesthetic, y/n begins to feel uncomfortable when she feels the judging stares of other idols

I just love love love how you gave me some background info, that was so sweet of you! I hope you enjoy!

Requested by: @moe-kyun-kyun

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Y/N was the only Japanese member in the group and loved to show off her culture, whether this was through the language, the food, or her style. The latter was something she had received hate about in the past, due to her non conforming style, Gyaru. Y/N specifically indulged into the Rokku subculture, loving the edgy rock aesthetic which the stylists at JYP were quite happy with as well, considering Stray Kids often pulled off fierce looks on stage. Stays soon got to learn more about the Gyaru style, and when they learnt the history behind it and that it was breaking down the typical beauty standards of dark hair and fair skin, they could only applaud the example that Y/N was setting. To not care.

With her bleached hair, false eyelashes that stood out more with the white eyeshadow around her eyes, Y/N felt badass. Not to mention the leather elements incorporated into her outfit that created semblance with what her other members were wearing too.

"Wahh, Y/N you look so cool," Jeongin gasped as he looked at her outfit. Being someone who was into fashion himself, albeit a casual neutral style, he was always interested to see what she'd be wearing.

"Thanks Jeonginnie!" Y/N smiled, taking a seat next to him as they all found where they'd be sat amongst other idols at the awards show.

That sentiment of not caring though, was slipping away. Being one of the first groups seated wouldn't normally be a bad thing, but all Y/N could focus on was the eyes that stuck to her as they walked past, the only comfort being when Twice or ITZY waved a hello to them all.

"You good, Y/Nnie?" Hyunjin patted her shoulder to gain her attention. He had easily observed her antsy behaviour, her leg bouncing up and down, and her hand fiddling with the multiple bracelets that occupied her opposite arm.

"They're all giving me weird looks," Y/N muttered, feeling disheartened. She couldn't help but look around feeling paranoid, and the other members noticed, catching her expression from the other end of the table.

"Here, swap seats with me, Rocky," Chan suggested, about to stand. Rocky was a nickname only he seemed to use for her, connecting her fighting attitude with the one Sylvester Stallone played in an old movie, as well as her obvious Rokku aesthetic.

"No, no, I don't want to cause a scene," Y/N shook her head subtley.

"You won't, just pretend we're talking about something," Changbin added on, and so Y/N nodded and swapped seats with Chan, moving more to the back end of their table rather than being near the other groups.

"Okay, I do feel better now," Y/N nodded with a sigh of relief.

"Good," Minho simply said and patted her knee before paying attention to the stage again.

"And the winner of Most Popular Group, 2022 is... Stray Kids!" the hosts of the awards began clapping as fans cheered wildly for the group as they headed on stage.

Y/N caught eyes with Felix from across the table as they look at each other with the biggest grins on their faces. Dread returned however when they went on stage. She had just moved out of the way so that she didn't have to face the judgemental stares of other idols, but now she was dead center in front of them, as well as the rest of the audience too.

"It's ok, Y/N, don't let it bother you, you never normally do," Seungmin whispered into her ear as Chan began his speech. She nodded thankfully.

"...and I also want to give a big thanks to our staff! Our stylists have given us amazing outfits, especially tonight," Chan winked at Y/N a hint of smugness in his voice as he indirectly told the other kpop stars to mind their own business.

The group went backstage for a moment with their award and Y/N thankfully hugged Chan.

"Thank you, I saw what you did there."

"I think everyone did, our leader has a habit of dissing our haters," Jisung patted Chan on the shoulders, feeling hyped up from winning.

"Woah, Stays clearly noticed too haha, they're already spamming Twitter," Hyunjin held up his phone as everyone gathered around to see.

"'Best leader Chan', and oh, they've put the video too!" Felix tapped on the video and they watched themselves win the award.

"I still can't believe we won, wow!" Changbin shook his head, clearly in shock.

"We deserve it, we worked hard this year," Y/N commented, initiating a group hug between them all.

Later on that evening, as they headed home, Y/N was sat next to Minho and Seungmin at the back of the car.

"You were in your head today," Minho commented as he stared out of the window.

"Me?" Y/N double checked he was talking about her, as he hummed in response and continued talking.

"I could tell, Y/Nnie, but you can't let them see it bothers you. Then they win," he turned to her this time.

"I know, it's just, this is how I express myself and when other people think I'm weird it gets to me sometimes," Y/N sighed, leaning her head back against the car seat.

"We're all weird, but if everyone thinks you're weird they've got another thing coming when they get to know the rest of us, especially Minho hyung," Seungmin joked from the other side of you.

"You're so lucky our precious Y/N is sat between us right now, Seungmin-ah," Minho smiled through gritted teeth, but the interaction made Y/N giggled and they were glad to cheer her up a bit.

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[avengedbiologist]

Thunderbirds 80s style

So turns out my 80s phase I've been having has brought me back to tbirds so here's my 80s au. Info under cut x

Firstly I ain't taking criticism, these designs feel right 2 me and so do the song choices. Sorry there isn't more diversity in the music tastes these r literally just from bands I know.

Gordon-

Kiefer Sutherland (specifically him in the movie 1969 with his longer hair) and George michael r my inspo for him, I mean the hair is the main inspo but the vibes from both of them R verryyy Gordon to me. He dresses very typical 80s he's a big big fan of denim.

His playlist:

His favourite bands are Wham and Cinderella, being a big George Michael fan in general. His favourite album is night songs by Cinderella. Not sure why Cinderella is his fave but it feels right ☝️ (everyone listen to Cinderella xxx)

Him and Alan being the lame duo they are, were Wham for Halloween.

Alan-

Alex Winter for this guy, probably because of bill and ted (definitely because of bill and ted and also nose 👃) and I can genuinely get behind Alan having curly hair. Despite this he has long hair in this cause he's a trendy fella, and if I didn't give any of them long hair I would be a fraud and a fake to the 80s cause. He switches his style a lot but he has a lot of inspo from rock bands.

His playlist:

(I am definitely not projecting) (okay maybe I am, be glad my favourite KIX song is from the 90s)

I feel he is more rebellious (very 04 Alan me thinks) so he tends to lean more to the rebellious type music (big glam rock fan) his favourite band is and will forever be KIX, he has seen them live like 50 times. And his favourite album is Midnite Dynamite by KIX. Listen to KIX and u will get it (or not idk).

Scott-

I'm blaming @knyee because of their Tom Selleck thoughts 😩. Older Scott very Tom Selleck, younger Scott very Tommy Lee, and Jason patric is just there cause he's a guy with brown hair and blue eyes, any 70/80s person with brown hair is Scott to me (could Eddie Van Halen be the next Scott Tracy 😮).

His playlist:

I feel Scott's tryna be more cool but hes not as deep with his music as say Alan or Kayo. So he's a very, whatevers popular kinda guy. Big Bon Jovi fan, his favourite album is Bon Jovi, slippery when wet. And he's a big fan of older stuff as well, big Kinks fan.

Ugly ass fashion as per w Scott, I mean it's not bad it's just,,, very Scott 🧍‍♀️.

Virgil-

Now I am about to be controversial,,, I genuinely forget Virgil exists. Like who is he,, U tell me ? So this made someone that vibes w him very hard to find. So this may be weird to people, this may not fit as well as the others, but if U ignore the hair I hope U can see my vision. Paul Stanley. Look at his eyebrows, look at his cheek bones then get back to me Kay x.

His playlist:

Virgil's cool af what can I say, he does like older songs too but alas I didn't focus on them. Tho this au of the Tracy family has no specific like version (weather it's tag tos or 04, tho with me it's never TAG do not speak to me about TAG Alan xx) I will say this, TAG Virgil is a Metallica fan, I get he does classical music but he can do that,, and like Metallica, cause guess what,, he's cool as shit. Despite this is fave album is Lick it up by kiss.

Don't ask me how to dress virgil, I just put him in green and call it a day.

My fun fact about Virgil is his gay awakening was Slash from guns n roses.

John-

Again don't know shit about John, not do I care for him but if I make him look like Billy Idol I begin to care. I'll tell U sommat not only is this inspo, Billy is like a face claim for me, Ur telling me that's not John Tracy. Is Billy wasn't cool af he would be John Tracy. And as well as looking like Billy idol he is a fan of Billy idol, his fave album being Billy idol by (U guessed it) billy idol.

His playlist:

(R we starting to see my love for lost boys, cause if not just wait till kayo xx)

Rolling stones yeah pretty sick, time in a bottle is out there compared to the others but John's an all over guy I think.

Kayo-

Oh look, Jami Gertz, lost boys reference, what a shock.

Kayos cool, like just look at her, holding hands with penny (women in love what can I say) originally her like fave album was gonna be Kill em' all by Metallica but Kayos here for the girls so her fave Album is Vixen by Vixen. Corker of an album (everyone listen to it x)

Her playlist:

I fear Joan Jett would also be on her playlist but idk man. Kayos just like quirked up but in a fun way, she does try to listen to a lot of female artists. She likes spooky music and old music. If I was doing a 90s or later au she would be a fan of the song 'Living dead girl' by Rob Zombie.

She's a lost boys fan (not projecting) and loves horror films and she takes John to see em, only cause Penny does not like horror films.

Penelope:

Janet Gardner (from Vixen) is her celeb inspo, tho I fear there's a lot of blonde 80s celebs that would work, but why go for Madonna when Janet's right there, and her hair is taller. If Penny doesn't have tall hair that ain't Penny.

Her playlist:

Big big big Stacey Q fan, her fave album is Stacey Q better than heaven. Penny is a big fan of 60s music as well, loving Erma Franklin, he favourite song being her cover of 'Hold on I'm comin''. She loves Daughters of Eve, their song 'Hey lover' is her and Kayos 'song'.

She has seen Stacey Q live many times and has (lovingly) dragged Kayo to them. Kayo is also a bit of a fan. They both like a lot of each other's music, if they find a new band or an artist they like has released a new song they always try to listen to it for the first time together.

I am realising now I didn't write Penny's fave films which are: Heathers, Labyrinth and Hairspray.

This is a long ass post oopsies, hope U enjoy my nonsense x

[sydsaint]

Danny-boy you are so special to me. <3

Summary: Daniel finds himself enamored with Skye's flirty partner in crime.

You and Skye haul your bags out of the back of your Uber and cross the parking lot to the hotel. A few fans are loitering around in the lobby when you come through the door, but you and Skye are used to it by now.

"YN! Skye! We're huge fans! We love you!" A couple of younger girls come up to the two of you. "Can we get a photo?" They ask.

"Sure." You nod. "We've got time for a quick photo, right Skye?" You glance at her for confirmation.

Skye nods, always happy to indulge her fans, as long as they aren't being stalky or rude. You and Skye both rock your signature mean looks and snap a couple of pictures with the girls. Satisfied the girls run off laughing and giggling with one another about the encounter. You and Skye both smile at one another and pick your bags back up.

"That was so cute." You laugh with Skye. "Gosh, I love fans like that." You smile to yourself.

Skye agrees and picks up her bags as well. The two of you are just about to start walking over to the check-in desk when someone else blocks your path.

"You ladies giving out photos?" Daniel Garcia saunters up to the two of you.

"Daniel." Skye blinks at Garcia with an unamused expression on her face.

"Hey, Daniel." You greet Daniel as well, but without the cold shoulder that Skye is giving him.

Skye walks off to get checked into your room and you hang behind to chat with Garcia for a minute.

"Damn, I'd of killed for a photo." Daniel teases you with a grin.

"Awe, poor baby." You giggle. "Guess you'll just have to catch me at my next meet and greet, Danny. And pay like everyone else." You add with a wink.

Daniel chuckles, clearly enjoying the game. "I'd happily dish out some cash if it meant I got a chance with you, baby." He winks at you.

You roll your eyes playfully and head off to join Skye. Daniel watches you saunter off and shakes his head as you go. His eyes follow you up until you disappear into the elevator.

Later into the night you and Skye are hanging out backstage while you wait for your tag match against Willow Nightengale and Kris Statlander. Skye is busy texting with her boyfriend Lee so you're stuck idling around while she stares at her phone.

You lean against a box of camera equipment and wait for Skye to finish her conversation. You watch people walk by with a bored look on your face. That is until you spot Daniel coming your way with Matt Menard at his side.

"Hey, Danny." You bat your thick eyelashes at Garcia as he passes by you with Matt.

Daniel locks eyes with you and you grin to yourself as he stutters out something to Matt as they pass you. Garcia's pace slows a bit and he turns back to look at you before Matt drags him away.

"You looking to take a bite out of Daniel Garcia, YN?" Skye looks up from her phone.

You laugh and turn back to Skye. "Maybe." You grin to yourself. "Garcia is cute, don't you think? And I swear that deep voice catches me off guard whenever I hear him talk." You bite your lip.

"Okay!" Skye laughs and puts her phone away.

You and Skye head down to the tunnel since it's time for your tag match. The two of you have a rough tag match with Willow and Kris that ends in a huge brawl breaking out between the two teams.

Security all file out to the ring and break yours and Willow's team up. One of the security guards yanks you off of Kris and hauls you away. The same thing happens to Skye and the two of you are escorted backstage.

"Okay. Okay! I get it!" You shrug off the security guard holding you once you and Skye are backstage.

The security guard lets you go and steps back from you. Skye is also released and the two of you are given some space to cool off for a minute. Adrenaline pumps through your veins and you wipe some blood dripping out of your mouth from a cut on the inside of your lip.

A deep laugh sounds from the other side of the room and your eyes dart towards the noise. You find Daniel leaning against the wall with an amused smile plastered on his face.

"Damn, YN." Daniel pushes off the wall and walks over to you and Skye. "That was one hell of a fight." He pulls a bottle of water from behind his back and offers it to you.

"Thanks, Danny." You take the bottle from him and uncap it to get a drink.

The cool water soothes the sting in the inside of your mouth from the cut. You turn and offer the bottle to Skye who takes it.

Lee pops up from the locker room to check in on Skye and you find yourself left out once again. At least until you remember that Daniel is still hanging out.

"You doing anything after the show, Garcia?" You turn toward Daniel.

"Nothing I can't cancel real easily, why?" Daniel replies, quickly catching onto what you're hinting at.

You shrug with an amused smile. "I suppose that I could be persuaded to maybe get some dinner with you, Daniel." You tease him. "If you're willing to pay."

"I think I could swing that." Daniel chuckles.

Garcia leans forward and brushes a finger down your arm and a shiver runs up your spine. The two of you smile at one another playfully until you feel Skye tap your shoulder.

"You ready to go get changed?" Skye asks you and you see Lee walk off for the time being.

"Yeah." You nod to Skye before turning back to Daniel. "You want to meet me back at the hotel in a couple of hours, Danny?" You ask Garcia.

Daniel nods. "Yeah, sure." He agrees to meet up with you later. "Wear something pretty for me, yeah?" He winks at you playfully.

"Sure!" You laugh before walking off with Skye.

You head back to the locker room with Skye and get changed back out of your ring gear. You and Skye head back to the hotel and you grab a quick shower before getting all dolled up for your date with Daniel.

You are in the middle of finishing your makeup when Skye skips into the room. "Wow, YN." Skye admires your work. "The makeup looks great!" She compliments you. "Know what you're going to wear?"

"Haven't figured that out yet." You frown. "I didn't really bring anything cute with me." You complain.

"Let me see what I've got," Skye replies before disappearing back into the other room.

You finish your makeup and walk out to the main room. Skye digs through her bag for a minute and eventually pulls out a cute black dress from the bottom of her bag.

"Here, this should fit." Skye hands you the dress and you slip it on.

You slip on the dress and find that it fits damn near perfectly. You admire your reflection in the mirror before putting together your clutch purse. A knock sounds at the door a couple of minutes later and Skye answers it while you're getting your heels on.

"YN, your date is here for you." Skye leans on the doorway.

You get your heels on and meet Garcia at the door. His eyes widen when he sees you and you have to stifle a laugh.

"Well?" You prompt Garcia. "How do I look? Nice enough for you, Danny?" You ask him.

Daniel shakes his head in disbelief before he steps out of the way for you. "You look...wow." He answers you breathlessly.

You giggle and turn back to Skye still leaning on the door. "I'll back back late, Skye. Don't wait up." You inform her.

"Got it." Skye giggles playfully and shuts the door on you.

[deancasbigbang]

Title: Ever Green

Author: bleuzombie

Artist: Adromelke

Rating: Mature

Pairings: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Garth/Benny, Sam/Eileen, Past Castiel/Mick, Dean/Lisa (mentioned), Dean/Lee Webb (mentioned)

Length: 25000

Warnings: No Major Archive Warnings Apply

Tags: Restaurant AU, BDSM, Secret Identity, Boss-Employee Relationship, Anger Management Issues, Blood Play, Trans Masc Dean, Miscommunication is the Real Enemy

Posting Date: October 16, 2024

Summary: Dean Winchester lands a sous chef job at fine dining restaurant Ever Green under prestigious Chef Castiel Novak. Dean celebrates with a session with a Dom known as Ripper who rocks his world. Chef Novak spends all his energy tearing Dean apart but each day under his tutelage is a day closer to his dream of his own restaurant. Things are finally working out for Dean but life is rarely that simple. 

Excerpt: “Alright, you sexy bitches,” Dean shouts. “Let’s kill this service. Heard?”  “Yes, Chef!” The kitchen thunders. Dean smiles as he plates two more orders of appetizers. Castiel joins him at the pass but doesn’t take over.  “You good, Chef?” Dean asks.  “You are good at this.” Castiel smiles.  “Thank you for saying that, Chef.” Dean tries not to let the praise distract him. “Ketch, these shrimp are over. New order of shrimp.”  “They are fine!” Ketch argues.  Dean stares at him for a moment. He doesn’t have time to argue, and it seems like Ketch isn’t willing to budge.  “Ketch, off the line, Duma, take over fish,” Dean finishes playing the risotto and puts it on the pass. “I’ll be there to help in a minute. One order of shrimp, Duma.”  “Yes, Chef,” Duma calls. “One order of shrimp heard.”  “You can’t kick me off the line!” Ketch yells.  “I am running this kitchen, and I want you off my line,” Dean doesn’t yell. He doesn’t need to. He’s the one in control. “Now, out of the kitchen, grab a deli and cool down while I’m still willing to give you a chance to cook tonight.”  “Chef,” Ketch turns to Castiel. “This is your kitchen. Are you really going to let this commis kick out your best chef?” “Hey!” Dean snaps. “Chef Novak left me in charge of the kitchen. I said off the line, so get off the fucking line. You’re done tonight.”  “Chef!” Ketch pleads.  “Now, Ketch,” Dean growls. “Don't make me physically remove you from my kitchen.”  “Fine,” Ketch hisses. He grabs the overcooked shrimp and tosses the tray in the garbage.  “Duma, how we doing on those shrimp?”  “Thirty seconds, Chef!” Duma responds.  “Would you like your kitchen back, Chef?” Dean asks. He grabs the tray of shrimp from Duma, checking them over. “Duma, great job. These are perfectly cooked.”  Duma smiles and blushes. “Thank you, Chef.”  “I think I would like to work with Duma on fish,” Castiel says, smiling. “I so rarely get the chance to really work with the commis. Is that agreeable, Chef?”  “Yes, Chef,” Dean nods. “I’m waiting on that ribeye Benny. How long?”  “Three minutes, Chef.”  “Fish and meat, three minutes to the window, heard?”  “Yes, Chef!” Dean winks at Duma, who is still smiling as Castiel stands next to her, grilling shrimp. Cas looks happy behind the line. Dean wonders if he wouldn’t be happier behind the line all the time.  “Okay, new order in,” Dean calls out. “Four risottos. Hester, you got it, or do you need a hand?”  “I got it, Chef,” Hester says calmly. “Six minutes to the window.”  “Six minutes heard,” Dean checks the tickets in front of him. “We’re just heating up chefs. Let’s rock this service.”  The “Yes, chef” is thunderous, and Dean smiles. His time at Ever Green is looking up. 

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[chwedout]

chwedout has finally reached 1k followers! thank you to everyone who decided to press the follow button, from those who followed me way back in the spiderstingle days to those who only followed me recently, i really appreciate it! to celebrate this milestone, i've decided to do a few things.

first of all, i've finally started a tracking tag — #chwedoutbox. you can find more about it in this post. i can't wait for you all to use it so i can see and share all the cool things you create.

secondly, i've decided to open up my ask box to requests! all you need to do is choose one of the following prompts and send a request through my ask box.

seventeen member + music video (e.g. vernon in rock with you)

seventeen member + going seventeen episode (e.g. mingyu in svt's kitchen for two)

this or that (e.g. left & right era wonwoo or 24h era wonwoo/ long haired jeonghan or short haired jeonghan)

there's no limit to how many requests you can send, go wild if you want to. i just ask that you be patient with me as sometimes i do like to go outside to breathe in fresh air and touch some grass. sending requests on anon is okay too! however, i won't be able to tag you when i do eventually post your request.

now i just want to say a massive thank you to all of my mutuals! being sappy lowkey makes me cringe but i couldn't have reached this milestone without any of you. to my og mutuals (i won't tag you dw) who were here way before i turned into a kpop blog, to my newest mutuals who i probably haven't spoken to, thank you! i hope you all know how much i appreciate you and that you all mean so much to me ♡

first of all my ride or dies- the hhu wives- sarah @vertiny, bec @storyoflight, and alex (idk if you deactivated </3) i literally would not be here without all of you. we've been through so much together and i just want to say that i love all of you so so much! let's all hope that we can one day go to that svt concert together.

j @vcrnons - my dolly in crime and my first ever caratual on tumblr! if i remember correctly, you followed me way back when i hadn't fully committed to being an svt blog yet. thank you so much for being so kind and supportive to me when i first started. i mean it when i say i don't think i'd be here if we didn't become mutuals since your work always inspired me to start creating myself.

ophelia @lee-sanghyeok - another one of my fave vernon stans! thank you for always being a joy to see on the dash! you're so incredibly sweet and i know i can always count on you to send me vernon content when i ask for it.

kashi @jeonsupershy - one of my fave wonwoo stans fr! seeing all of your wonwoo gifs always puts a smile on my face. every time he does something i just know that i'm going to be reblogging one of your stunning gifs later in the day. thank you for always being such an awesome presence on the dash. i'm so grateful to be mutuals with you!

max @scouped - you are so incredibly talented and i really hope you know that! i'm always in awe whenever i see one of your creations on my dash. you definitely inspire me to push the boundaries of my creativity when it comes to making content. i do miss your presence on tumblr but i'm always happy when i see you on the dash from time to time.

tiff @uservernon - my beloved dolly moot! thank you for always being so sweet. you always bring such a fun and bright presence to caratblr and i love seeing you on the dash or in my notifs especially when you're screaming about vernon. the url is still a powermove in my opinion!

maddie @jeonwon-wonwoo - you are genuinely one of the kindest and friendliest people i've met on tumblr. i've had so much fun talking to you about the most random things. i'll never forget our chats about the walking dead and teen wolf. i hope you're doing well!

yena @fairyhaos - my fave joshua stan! i hope you know that every time i see the couch shua pic i think of you lmao. i always love seeing you lose your mind over shua and you never fail to make me laugh with all the tags you leave on posts. thank you for bringing such a positive energy to caratblr! i'm so glad to have you as a mutual.

zaynab @galatariel - another one of my insanely talented mutuals! your gifs are always so gorgeous and always inspire me to go out of my comfort zone and create something new. i always enjoy seeing you make content for the things you love. thank you for being so kind and helpful.

nuri @jjunhui - again, another mutual who is extremely talented! everything you make is just stunning and your svt as text posts gifsets never fail to make me laugh. thank you for being so supportive and kind. i am so grateful to have you as a mutual.

nana @kyeomies - so glad to see that you're back! i've always enjoyed seeing your pretty gifs on my dash and can't wait to see more of your content. i hope you're doing well!

yo @redrcbin - literally one of my most beloved mutuals! i'm still not 100% sure when we became mutuals but i think it's pretty funny if it was because of the c-word game. i always love seeing you on the dash and in my notifs, especially when i see you losing your mind over wonwoo or mingyu. i'm so happy i get to call you a friend.

and to all the mutuals that i haven't talked to or interacted with that much - @jeongtokkie, @kimsmingyu, @wonboos, @leedonghun, and @soonhoonsol - thank you so much for being awesome! i really hope we do get to talk more in the future.

now i'm going to kick myself because tumblr won't let me tag anymore people and i'm pretty sure i've missed out on so many beloved mutuals of mine. i'm extremely sorry if i did, but please know that i appreciate every single one of you so much!

[mla0]

OKAY so for all the trans headcanons I have in the slenderverse, my favorites are:

Shaun being a trans woman

Jeff being a trans guy

Evan being genderfluid or just generally transfem

Vinny being bigender

Patrick being genderqueer

These are the ones that I'm the most passionate about. Under the cut, I have thoughts on All the slenderverse characters I like

Okay so here's all the trans or related headcanons I like and have seen, in general:

Marble Hornets:

Jay: I like both transmasc and transfem headcanons for this one

Alex: Transfem, I'm obsessed with the Lexi stuff, but transmasc Alex is nice too

Tim: I literally rock with anything. I've seen two-spirit Tim put along native Tim headcanons a few times, which I think is really neat!

I can also see Jessica as transfem

EverymanHYBRID:

Vinny: Bigender

Jeff: Trans guy or transmasc agender

Evan: Genderfluid or strictly transfem

Steph: Nonbinary or transfem?

HABIT: Agender / does not give a shit

MLAndersen0:

Michael: Trans guy or agender, I like them both

Patrick: Genderqueer

Shaun: Trans woman

Stormy: Nonbinary (isn't the actor nonbinary too?)

Whisperedfaith:

Sean: Trans guy

Lexx: Trans woman

Lee: Nonbinary fuckery is going on here

Also as an aside I'm aware Milo's actor (from tribetwelve) is a trans woman, so. That's cool!

And of course how can we forget miss Valeria being a real life, extremely cool trans creator. I decree Stan is trans now as well, viva la revolución

[socra-time]

Naruto Episode Comments, Ep 21-30

Ep 21:

-wow Gaara is tiny

-Gaara and Sasuke are immediately having an edgelord-off bc of course they are

-Iruka is such a worried dad

-I love Kakashi so much

-I love how Lee talks, it’s so earnest

-I also like Tenten’s voice

Ep 22:

-Lee is so fucking goofy I love him

-also I didn’t know Lee had a giant crush on Sakura

-I do like Sasuke but him getting his shit rocked by Lee was really satisfying

-GAI I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

-Gai’s voice is exactly what I thought it would be and I love it

-I need a spinoff about Team Gai and I need it NOW (yes I know the Rock Lee spinoff exists and I WILL be watching it)

-Gai’s stupid poses are incredible

Ep 23:

-aw Kakashi is so proud of his squad😭

-“Akimichi, more like Aki-munchy” is CRAZY

-Akamaru is so CUTEEEEEE

-anyways Naruto is such a fucking hater to all the other rookies

-I can’t get over Kiba casually walking around with a puppy on his head

-Shino is so drippy. Also his voice wasn’t what I expected

-unrelated to anything in the episode but the sand siblings have such cool designs

Ep 24:

-“I don’t know where the others are sitting!” Naruto says, sitting two rows ahead of Sakura

-shoutout to Sakura for being the only one actually smart enough to take the test without cheating

-respectfully how the FUCK did Tenten not get caught cheating. I can get past Ino and Neji not getting caught (since even though their powers are pretty obvious, they only have to cheat once or twice to get the info they need)- but fucking TENTEN????

-Kiba’s cheating method is potentially okay-ish, since only he seems to be able to understand Akamaru so it may just seem like the dog making little noises instead of passing him answers, but he really shouldn’t have even been allowed to have Akamaru with him in the first place

-also Shino had the best cheating method out of the Konoha kids hands down

Ep 25:

-Kurenai is so pretty and also I like her voice

-I like that Sakura was going to quit the test in order to force Naruto to fail with her and thus prevent him from potentially losing his chance at his dream, you could really tell she does care about him deep down

-aw Ibiki is actually kinda chill, I like him

-I also already like Anko, she has unhinged energy

Ep 27:

-Naruto continues to be a gremlin

-“Survival. What a drag.” So real Shikamaru

-I’m torn between being annoyed that Ino and Sakura are fighting over a boy and being highly entertained by their pettiness

-Hinata sweetie Naruto does NOT give a shit about you right now

-Team 10’s dynamic is really just Ino wrangling Shikamaru and Choji

-Shikamaru is so scrawny-looking lmao

-Akamaru looks so holdable<3

-so like Kiba, Shino, and Hinata totally killed those guys right??? Congrats to them for being the first rookies to kill someone lol

Ep 28:

-okay Sasuke kick-launching a kunai was badass

-I could do without all the tongue shit thank you very much

-I’m glad that even though Sasuke is the cool rival character he’s still allowed to feel fear and desperation, it’s humanizing and reminds you that he’s still a kid (a kid that also happens to have God eyes and shoots fire but yknow a kid nonetheless)

-Naruto getting digested by a snake was not on my bingo card of things that would happen in this arc

-Sasuke stabbing himself was metal as hell

-Jesus fucking Christ snake lady (who I’m assuming is Orochimaru based on what I know about him) is terrifying

Ep 29:

-Naruto really has no sense of self-preservation

-seeing Sasuke so shaken-up is very off-putting but also makes Orochimaru feel like a properly intense threat

-oh so Sasuke is like legit traumatized

-also Sakura was yelling at Sasuke to fight, but she also wasn’t fighting so that was pretty hypocritical lmao

Ep 30:

-I like that Sasuke says the episode title instead of Naruto for this episode

-the animation is popping OFF

-Sasuke continues to be badass and also completely willing to roast someone alive

-EW OROCHIMARU FUCKING BIT SASUKE WTF

-yeah I need Orochimaru gone ASAP

-I noticed that the symbol on Orochimaru’s headband changed to the Sound symbol, which was a cool detail

-respectfully I’m gonna need Sakura to start being more useful to the team. Can this pleeeease be her chance to step up

-I wonder if Anko’s snake shit and Orochimaru’s snake shit are related, since he was apparently her sensei

-Sasuke really cannot catch a fuckin break in this show

[6rookie-writer0110]

Sandhill Thrill

MJ x Male Reader

Request - Being MJ’s (MCU) brother who is a superhero she doesn’t know about, and MJ realising when he comes home really injured and she patches him up and tries to help him with the superhero gig?

You are in your bedroom on your laptop. You searched on YouTube for how to fight like Bruce Lee. You start to watch his techniques then you search for how to box. You stand up and you start to copy their moves, you keep repeating the same moves. Then you started to do shadowboxing, you messed up a few times but you kept trying to get it right. Now, you search for another fighting style on YouTube. You stand up again you try to do a punching combo then your sister MJ opens the door.

“What are you doing?” MJ asked.

“Don’t you know how to knock?” You asked.

“You don't knock when you come into my room, Y/n” MJ said.

She doesn't know that you are a hero and that's why you are learning how to fight.

“Well, what do you want?” You asked.

“Mom said breakfast is ready. You are acting strange” MJ said.

“You are strange, get out,” You said.

“Whatever,” MJ said.

She left the door open and went downstairs. You turned off your computer, grabbed your stuff, and went downstairs. MJ’s boyfriend Peter came to walk her to school. You don't hardly talk to Peter but you know that she is happy with him. MJ left with Peter then you headed to the bus stop. While on the bus, you start to think of hero names but you find out it's hard to come up with a name.

“Why it's hard to come up with a name” You sighed.

While in school, you didn't focus in math class. You start to draw what kind of suit you want to wear then you label each part and what color it will have.

——-

After school, you went to the thrift shop. You are looking for items to make your hero suit, but so far you haven't found anything good to use. You did find a cool hoodie for the suit and you bought it. You go home and start to think about what you need for your suit. Then you search online for different materials to design the suit, but you are having a hard time what to pick.

✯ ✯ ✯ ✯

You keep training in your bedroom on how to box. But you would go to the park and time yourself running and you are not doing good, but you don't give up. You searched online on how to run faster and you found a few tips. You are in your room and you can't stop smiling. You are looking in the mirror and you are feeling hyped. You have on your homemade superhero suit, now you want to fight bad guys. You open the window and you sneak out of your bedroom.

It's getting dark and you didn't take long to find a bad guy. A thug was trying to steal a woman’s purse but she won't let go.

“I’m ready,” You said in your mind.

You ran up to the thief and punched him in the face. Then he punched you in the stomach and that felt like you got hit by a rock, the first time getting punched in the stomach. Then he punched you in the face then you kicked him in the nuts then he fell down.

“Lady, are you okay!?” You yelled.

“Get away from me!” She yelled.

She thought that you were a thief and she hit you with her purse. Then she ran away, the guy up and he started to fight you again. But you start to fight back, you kicked him in the stomach and pushed him against the car. You hear a cop car approaching then you start to run away fast.

“Fuck” You mumbled.

You are feeling sore and your body is in pain. You managed to stop a bad guy and you are happy about that. You start to limp your way back home.

MJ goes to your bedroom and she opens the door. You are injured and you are trying to clean the wound on your bottom lip.

“What the hell happened to you!?” MJ yelled.

“You need to learn how to knock, Michelle Jones!” You said.

“I’m serious Y/n, what happened to you,” MJ said.

“I was out fighting bad guys and I got into my first fight,” You said.

She laughed and you have a serious face.

“Oh… you are serious about that. Why would you do something like that!? You could have got yourself killed!” MJ yelled.

“You can stop yelling now. And i know what I'm doing. I want to be a hero and help people” You said.

“But you don't have a suit, you don't know how to fight and I don't want you to die. Don't be stupid” MJ said.

“I’m not stupid. I’m learning how to fight and I run fast. I know what I'm doing. It's not like we know a hero personally that I can go ask for a suit” You said.

She knows that Peter is Spiderman but you don't know. She grabbed the rubbing alcohol and started to clean the wounds on your knuckles.

“Y/n, you are my brother and I know you want to do the right thing. But I don't want to lose you. You are stubborn and I know you won't stop” MJ said.

MJ cleans the cut on your left eyebrow.

“Are you going to tell mom and dad?” You asked.

“No, I won't tell them. But I would help you” MJ said.

“Help me how?” You asked.

“Design a better suit” MJ teased

“Shut up” You laughed.

———

MJ did tell Peter what you are doing, but she didn't tell you that she told him. You bought a punching bag, and MJ encourages you to fight better. You still don't have a hero name, it's still hard to come up with one. MJ did tell you who to call when you get caught by the cops.

“Why Matt and how do you know him?” You asked.

“Don’t worry about that, just trust me. Next, you need a quick way to run away from the cops. If you don't see an exit or it's blocked distract them then escape” MJ said.

“Good idea,” You said.

Your sister did tag along to help you fight bad guys. You didn't want her to go because she would get hurt, but she did tag along. This time there were two bad guys to fight against while fighting, MJ grabbed a pole and started to hit the bad guys. Then you started to win the fight and cops arrived then you and MJ started to run away.

“Next time…”

You didn't finish your sentence, because you are breathing too hard.

“Good talk,” MJ said.

“Shut up,” You said.

You and MJ went home. She starts to tell you what you did wrong from the start to end.

[sugafairy]

Naruto Reaction - Seeing Your Natural Hair Pt. 2 (Lee, Choji, Kiba & Neji)

First request in a while! Ngl this was so self-indulgent (hence why its so long jsnsnssk) This is for all my fellow peeps embracing their natural hair!

Link to Pt 1.

Please don’t forget to like/reblog!

Neji

You were spending the night with him. He had insisted. A late night mission led to Konoha 11 checking into a very overbooked hotel. This said mission also left you with a nasty gash on your shoulder, which Sakura had stitched up and promised it wouldn’t scar.

As always, Neji felt responsible for you and wanted to make sure you were okay throughout the night. You were absolutely fine but Neji couldn’t be swayed. He wanted you two to share a room and so you did. It was okay, really. The bed was plush and comfortable and had many pillows that you could sink into.

Neji sat on the edge of the bed looking at you intently and leant forward until he was properly laying down. He propped his head up on his hand, staring at you as you snored softly. Tufts of hair were sticking out of your bun and your edges had fluffed up cutely. He reached out to stroke your head. It was springy and porous and god, you were just beautiful. It was your first night next to him and he wanted to memorise every single coil.

Rock Lee

You were a blooming flower, his blooming flower. He hadn’t seen you in a day and that was a day too long. You typically took a day off for ‘wash day’ - just so you could have enough time for your shampooing, clay mask, conditioner aaand deep conditioner (yes, Lee, those are two different things).

Lee had left Tsunade’s office a little earlier than usual so he thought he’d stop by at your place with some pizza. You opened the door and he blushed. You had a bright pink towel over your shoulders and your wet tresses dangling against it. Your hair was bright blue, your natural colour which complemented your cool, brown skin. “You brought pizza!” You exclaimed, pulling him out of his trance. He chuckled nervously and you grinned up at him and jumped to smooch him on the cheek. He was so smitten.

Choji

You had tasked Choji with helping you take down your braids. To your surprise, he was very excited to help. You sat in between his legs, your back leaning against his knees as his hands hovered above your head working swiftly at each braid. You looked down and chuckled at the pile of braiding hair beside you getting bigger whilst your head began to feel lighter. You sighed, it felt great having someone else take your box braids out for you. Choji’s hands occasionally grazed against your scalp, their warmth almost lulling you to sleep. “Love, your hair is so fluffy!” He gleamed as he bumped the top of your head before twirling a strand around his finger. It bounced back, perfectly in shape. He could feel your shoulders slump and your neck relax before you let out soft snores. He chuckled and nuzzled his face into all of your hair, its floral scent making him sigh.

Kiba

The great Inuzuka (he insists you call him that, nerdy, I know) had promised to teach you how to swim one day and today was indeed, that day. He was wading in the pool, when you eventually strolled out. He was hypnotized by your beauty as you entered the pool. Your corkscrew hair laid delicately against your shoulders. He coughed nervously.

“Right, so we’ll start with getting comfortable with your face being in the water.” You nodded apprehensively.

“Hey, I will be right here with you, okay? Nothing will happen” He said as he put his hand on your shaking shoulder.

You nodded again, took a deep breath and dunked your head down, rather hurriedly. You must’ve panicked, as you spluttered and rushed your head up causing you to stumble against your feet and fall back-first. “Shit!” Kiba exclaimed.

He managed to catch you before you sank backwards. “I’ve got you…” he mumbled, pulling you by your waist, holding you close. He scanned your face. You were no longer breathing heavily and you managed to give him a relaxed smile. Your hair was dripping wet, your curls gently tucked behind your ears. Your hair was much longer when wet, just about under your shoulder blades. He had never seen your natural hair wet before. You looked ethereal. “You look like a mermaid” he breathed out as he cupped the back of your head leaning closer into you.

[pepperonidk]

vi. in a perfect world || all i could do

"It's not a problem, just a challenge to resist temptation." "I finally got something right." 

Pairing: Lee Jihoon x f!Reader Summary: In a perfect world, it would be him and you and nothing else would matter, but it's fine. it's fine, really. Warnings: alcohol mentions, jackson wang party mention, jihyo is listed as a hybe artist oh well, soonyoung furry mention, seungcheol is a terrible manager Word Count: 3.1k

A/N: so sorry that things go downhill from here. I love my girl jihyo i'm so sorry she's catching strays in this series. I've now mentioned 9/13 members.

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“How’s your mom’s house?” Jihoon asked casually. 

“It’s fine,” you replied simply. “Same as it was last week.”

“Cool, cool,” he nodded.

“How’s Cal-”

“I have to-”

You and Jihoon spoke at the same time and he watched as you reached to fiddle with the watch on your wrist. “Sorry,” he began. “What were you saying?” 

“Don’t worry about it,” you brushed off. “You have to go?” 

Jihoon pursed his lips together in a small smile and shook his head. “I still have a few minutes until call time.” He could see relief flooding your features.

“Are you sure?” you questioned as Jihoon nodded back to you.  

“Yeah,” he nodded back. “What were you up to today?” It had been well over two months since Jihoon saw you in person and a few weeks since the last time he got to spend more than just a few minutes on a call with you. It was difficult to start a world tour right after getting married, but you encouraged Jihoon to jump on the opportunity. He couldn’t lie and pretend that he wasn’t hoping you’d push him to go.

“Well,” you began with a proud smile. “I met up with some friends and we just had  some boring small town shenanigans.”

Jihoon let out a chuckle. “And that entails?”

“Me, Minghao, and Hansol ran into my high school ex at the store,” you explained as Jihoon playfully rolled his eyes.

“That guy Joshua?” his nose scrunched in disgust

“Yes, him,” you continued. “Anyway, believe it or not, he was in the music section holding a copy of your album when Hansol walked up to him to say hi.” Jihoon laughed as he watched how animated your features were. 

“He was really surprised to see me,” you noted. “He looked really embarrassed when he saw that I saw your album in his hand, then he was all ‘oh, your boyfriend right?’”

“And what did you say?” Jihoon asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

“I corrected him, obviously. I looked at him and held up the big ass rock on my finger,” as if to demonstrate, you held your hand up to the camera, the silver band glinting in the light of your laptop. “I looked him dead in the eyes and said, ‘husband, actually.’” 

“That’s my girl,” Jihoon praised you. “Did that scare him away?”

“Yes sir,” you mimed a salute. “He just put the album back and walked away. So of course, I bought it and four more copies. Gotta make sure my husband gets his coin.” Jihoon felt himself swell with pride. Something about the way you were so proud to show him off made him feel good. Something that went beyond confidence.

He heard his manager call for him through the door. “Jihoon, they need you for soundcheck.”

“I’ll be right there,” he called before turning his attention back to you.

“Soundcheck?” he watched as your features deflated before you plastered a smile on your face anyway.

“Yeah,” he replied begrudgingly. “Sorry we didn’t get to talk for long.”

“That’s okay,” you smiled weakly. “Seven minutes and 38 seconds beats our call from last week.” 

“Thanks for understanding,” Jihoon replied. “I’ll talk to you when you wake up, good night okay?”

“Yeah,” you nodded. “Have a good show. I love you.”

Jihoon blew a kiss at the camera. “Love you too.”

He hung up the call and slipped his phone into the pocket of his sweatpants as he left his dressing room to meet his manager in the hall. 

“Jihoon,” he scolded. “We’ve been trying to get hold of you for 20 minutes. The sound engineers are–”

Jihoon cut him off with a scoff. “They can wait 20 minutes,” he rolled his eyes. “It’s not like there’s anything else for them to do.” He picked up his pace to walk ahead of his clearly annoyed manager. “You perform in 19 cities and suddenly I’m just the help,” he mumbled loud enough for Jihoon to hear and turn to look at him with a raised eyebrow.

“What was that, Seungcheol?” Jihoon asked with feigned politeness. Seungcheol let out a sigh, shaking his head and jogged back to meet Jihoon where he was. “That’s what I thought.”

“On the phone with your girl?” Seungcheol asked and Jihoon nodded. “Why don’t you just fly her out for one of the shows?”

“She’s busy working,” Jihoon explained. “Something about her lab being on the brink of publishing.”

“Yeah, that’s true, I guess,” Seungcheol relented. “Don’t you miss her though? I know you guys decided to nix the honeymoon so you could go on tour.” They had reached the sound booth backstage and Seungcheol set his clipboard down to help Jihoon get his mic wired on.

“I mean, I do miss her,” Jihoon agreed. “But this is literally my dream, and it’s not like I forced her to agree to this.” He recalls the day he told you about the idea of a tour. The board had pitched it to him and Seungcheol just a few weeks before the wedding.

It had all happened so fast, really. One day he was getting engaged and getting signed to be a recording artist for Hybe, in a month he had produced a full length album, and in 3 months he was being offered a tour and picking up his rented tux for his wedding.

He had come through the front door with a burst, causing you to jump from where you sat on the couch watching cartoons. He kicked off his shoes and haphazardly hung his plastic-wrapped suit over the back of the sofa causing you to frown.

“Baby,” he exclaimed. “I’m going on tour!” He watched as you mirrored his grin and reached out to him to hold his hand.

“That’s awesome,” you replied. “When?” 

“In a month,” he replied as he sat down beside you on the couch.

“A month?” you repeated. “But we’re getting married in a month.” Jihoon didn’t miss the way your voice faltered just a little bit behind your smile.

“Don’t worry,” he began. “I’m not scheduled to leave until a week after the wedding, so it’s fine.”

“Yeah, but our honeymoon,” you reminded him. “We were supposed to go to Italy for a week.”

Jihoon rubbed his hand behind his neck. He hadn’t forgotten this detail of course, but he came prepared with a compromise. “Well that’s just it,” he began. “What if you just came with me for a month?”

Your hand slipped out of his before he once again clasped it between his. “Ji… I have work,” you countered back. “I can’t just up and leave for a whole month. Things are finally starting to make progress at the lab and–”

“You can just quit,” Jihoon smiled. “It’s not like you planned to stay there forever, anyway.” He was surprised at the hurt that furrowed its way into your brows.

“I-I like my job, Jihoon,” you stuttered out. “I’m not going to quit to become a roadie.” Jihoon watched as you stood up from the couch and began to pace around the room with your arms crossed. “So suddenly your job is more important than mine?” Jihoon asked defensively.

“What?” You paused to look at him sharply. “That’s not remotely close to anything I just said, and you know it.”

“I know,” he sighed. “I’m sorry, I just got a bit defensive. I thought you’d want to come with me.”

“And I do,” you walked back towards him. “But it’s not that simple.” You let out a sigh and sat back down next to him, pulling your knees to your chest.

“I’ll come see your shows when I can get some time off,” you offered. “And we can call whenever we get the chance. But you have to promise me something.” 

“Anything, baby,” Jihoon looked at you with excitement and relief as you named your terms. “When you’re on that stage, you’re everybody’s Woozi, but when you’re here… just be my Jihoon. Please.” In the moment, Jihoon would have agreed to anything you said, and when out of your mouth came something more cryptic than he had expected, he thought he had gotten off easy. 

But now, with Seungcheol’s judging eyes on him, he felt as though he had missed something important. You were okay with it, right? Why wouldn’t you be? After all he’d done for you since you graduated college, it was only fair that he got to do this, right?

“Okay, your mic is set,” the tech spoke and broke Jihoon out of his thoughts. Jihoon’s anxieties were left behind as he walked on the stage and ran through his set.

This concert was just like all the other ones he’d done in the last 19 cities. The adrenaline surged through his veins as he performed on stage and the thrill of the deafening screams around him reminded him that he was exactly where he needed to be. He beamed at the sea of lights all around, bobbing as the crowd chanted his name. “Woozi, Woozi, Woozi.” This is what he lived for.

When he finally walked off stage, his hair was still dripping with sweat and he was exhausted. Seungcheol handed him a towel to dry his face. “Hit the showers man,” Seungcheol teased. “You could fill a bucket with all that sweat.” Nevertheless, he pat him on his back before walking over to a stagehand to help out.

Jihoon headed back to his dressing room and finally checked his phone, a small smile coming onto his face as he saw you had left him a few messages.

Angel 5:05 p.m. – Hey i know you’re gonna rock everyone’s socks off tonight! Can’t wait to catch the fan cams on tik tok lol

Angel 7:10 p.m. – got called into the lab so i only got to sleep like 2 hours. But apparently some of the cultures have developed something weird so i have to figure out if it’s something legit or if Jun accidentally sneezed on a petri dish again. Go me!

Angel 9:02 p.m. – he sneezed.

Angel 9:03 p.m. – finally home. Can’t wait for you to be back here so I can finally get a good night’s sleep. 

He decided to reply later in case you were finally sleeping. He knew that between your video calls that spanned across multiple time zones and the many emergency calls you’ve had to the lab, you hadn’t been sleeping well. It made him feel a little bit guilty that he was putting you through all this, but he felt happy knowing that you were still trying your best to make things work.

In a perfect world, Jihoon thinks, it would just be him and you and no time zones, no oceans and mountains to separate you. It’s not a perfect world, but it’s fine enough for him. 

Later that night, Jihoon found himself at an afterparty for Seungcheol's friend Jackson Wang in a lounge near the venue. It wasn’t his usual scene, but lately, Seungcheol had been encouraging him to participate in more social activities. Something about it being good for his celebrity image. He preferred to be cooped up in his hotel room with a bowl of instant ramen watching his latest anime, but tonight he found himself hanging alone at the bar with a glass of whiskey instead.

“Jihoon,” Seungcheol slurred. Most people would expect managers to be uptight and rigid, but Seungcheol preferred to take a more “best friend” approach when it came to managing the talent. Most times, Jihoon was grateful to have a friend at his side so often, but not so much when it meant he’d have to help a blacked out Seungcheol find his way back to his hotel room later.

“Drink some water dude,” Jihoon scolded as he flagged down the bartender. Seungcheol obediently drank half of the bottle before sighing in satisfaction.

“You’re supposed to be having fun,” Seungcheol said. “What kind of celebrity stands at the bar brooding menacingly instead of dancing to his own song?”

Jihoon let out a sigh. “I guess you have a point,” he admitted. Now Seungcheol had asked for two shots of vodka before Jihoon could stop him. “Slow down a bit, Cheol.”

“These are for you,” Seungcheol passed him the shot glasses. Jihoon laughed and shook his head but complied and took the shots anyway. He felt the warmth of the alcohol down his throat and his cheeks got hot. He downed the rest of his glass of whiskey as well before letting Seungcheol lead him over to a table right at the edge of the dance floor. He immediately felt a haze settle in his mind, an effect of the alcohol.

At the table were a few faces he recognized from around the company. Jihyo, whose album he’d been working to help produce in his free time, and Hoshi and Seungkwan, two other artists from the company. He’d spent time with Jihyo and Seungkwan a handful of times, but had only ever said hi to Soonyoung in passing. “Everyone, you know Woozi,” Seungcheol introduced.

“Um, you guys can just call me Jihoon,” he added with a small wave. “Nice to see you all again, but uh, why are you guys all here in Italy too?”

“Me and Seungkwan are promoting a collab here,” Jihyo explained.

“And I’m here for fashion week,” Hoshi replied before clapping Jihoon on the back. “Call me Soonyoung, Let’s be best friends.” Jihoon let out a chuckle as he helped to steady him. He was very clearly far gone.

Seungkwan pulled Soonyoung off of Jihoon with a scoff. “Don’t hang out with him,” Seungkwan put Soonyoung’s arm around his neck to lead him away from the group. “He’s a terrible influence and a bit of a furry.” 

Soonyoung’s face contorted into a pout as he pushed Seungkwan away. “I’m a fun-fluence,” he corrected. “And I am fun-fluencing you to dance with us.” He immediately grabbed Jihoon and Seungcheol by the arm to lead them both to the center of the dance floor. Jihyo and Seungkwan followed close behind. Given how drunk Soonyoung seemed to be, his dance moves gave no hint that he was inebriated.

Jihoon felt himself bobbing up and down to the music, lost in his thoughts, until Jihyo’s voice interrupted them. He smiled politely at her as she handed him a drink, similar to the one she was brandishing. “Drink?” She asked with a smile as he took it from her.

“Thanks,” he called over the loud music as he took a sip of the drink. The two of them stood next to each other, watching Soonyoung tear up the dance floor for a beat before either of them spoke again. 

“He’s amazing isn’t he?” Jihyo spoke loudly.

“Yeah,” Jihoon agreed. “I see why they call him the dancing tiger now.”

Jihyo laughed loudly as Jihoon turned to look at her in confusion. She shoved him playfully as he continued to look at her in confusion. “You’re serious?” She asked incredulously as he nodded back. “Soonyoung is the only one who calls Soonyoung the dancing tiger. So sad he got the new guy in on it.”

Jihoon shook his head in embarrassment before Jihyo put a hand on his shoulder. “It’s alright though,” she beamed. “You’ve got me to protect you from the Hybe shenanigans now.”  

“Glad to have you,” he replied.

When Jihoon woke up the next morning to the sound of his phone ringing, he felt his head throb. A groan came from the floor and Jihoon rolled over to spot Seungcheol passed out on the floor with a pillow over his head. How either of them made it back to the room, Jihoon only had a fuzzy recollection of.

He reached blindly for his phone on the night stand, squinting at the brightness to read your name on the screen. He ran his hand over his face and cleared his throat in an attempt to make himself sound more normal and not like he was stuck in between drunk and hungover at 2 pm on a Thursday.

“Hello?” you spoke as Jihoon answered the call. You were in the bathroom of your apartment getting ready for bed and Jihoon smiled at the sight of you with the fuzzy pink headband he got you brushing your teeth.

“Hey baby,” Jihoon cooed.

You paused from brushing your teeth to look at him through the phone with a frown. “Had fun last night?” 

Jihoon nodded in reply. “Yeah,” he answered. “Some of the other Hybe people were there too, so it was a lot of fun. I think our stops line up for the next few, so we’ll probably hang out again.”

You hummed in response. Jihoon expected you to be excited that he had made friends as you had always chastised him for being somewhat of an introvert. Instead, you simply asked, “Did you get to the hotel safe?”

Jihoon nodded again. “Yeah,” he assured you. “Don’t know what time I got back, but I remember the sun was coming up. Seungcheol’s passed out on the floor.” Seungcheol let out a loud groan at the mention of his name.

You let out a sigh after spitting into the sink. “I’ll let you get your rest then,” you smiled tightly. “Just wanted to say good morning. Check your text messages when you can. Gotta go.”

Before Jihoon could reply, you had hung up. He wondered why you seemed so upset with him. However, he did as you asked and checked his messages to see you had left… a lot. He focused on the most recent messages. You were indeed mad at him.

Angel 11:00 p.m. - Good morning babe! Running on 2 hours of sleep, but today’s gonna be a good day, I know it. Call me soon!

Angel 11:13 p.m. -  Got impatient and tried to call you instead, but maybe you’re asleep?

Angel 11:13 p.m. - nvm when have you ever slept before midnight? Call me! I have news!

Angel 12:58 a.m. - I guess I’ll just say it here… after this study, they’re promoting me to a head researcher for another lab. I’ll no longer be an et. al.!!!

Angel 1:03 a.m. - come home soon, I can’t wait to celebrate with you!

Angel 2:43 a.m. -  wish you would reply :( I wanna see that cute smile you make when I tell you something good.

Angel 4:02 a.m. - doesn’t it suck when you only get a hold of your husband’s whereabouts from an update account on twitter? Don’t drink too much, dumbass.

Jihoon groaned and dropped his phone onto the bed. He was in trouble.

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okay but the Naruto universe is so fucking weird yet funny if you explain it and question it.

first, you have this lil orphan broke kid ninja boy named after a fishroll. then, you have an emo kid who acts like he got parents and a good way in life despite the fact he’s equally as much of an orphan as Mr. Broke-Blonde-Bitch. THEN you have this normal chick with pink hair who signed up for absolutely none of this nonsense yet got dragged into it. tell me why it’s these three against the world yet none of them can function together? it’s like watching ferrets hyped up on PCP fight over raw spaghetti noodles. dont even get me started when they were in school together, i can bet every person here 6 cents that at some point Sakura aka Ms. Fuckall got tired of Naruto and Sasuke’s bullshit and just tried to abandon them at an animal shelter.

speaking of school and general tomfoolery, why was the dude in charge of these three young squishy brained freaks the most depressed 20 something year old creature on the planet? i will admit, Kakashi is attractive and a great dude. he is so iconic, he misses his old team, and it’s clear he wanted best for his Group of Weird Children but he also reads porn all day and his mask probs smells like cheap aftershave.

if i was a 13 year old ninja child and i saw my sensai (who’s name sounds like cashew) doing all that i’d assume im either about to learn a sick ass skill (how to not cope with emotional trauma properly) or im about to get my ass handed to me. or im about to dropout.

back on track. so you’ve got orphan #1, orphan #2, Ms. Get-Me-Out-Of-Here, and Emotionally Repressed Man in one team. what do the kids do? beef for like 3048384 episodes. what does Kakashi do? try to teach them the power of friendship the entire damn series. oh, and let’s not forget that Naruto apparently has a demon fox inside him because of course he does.

anyways, once the team gets good at teaming they haul off to take their lil ninja exams. who do they meet? some kid named Gaara with smudged eyeliner and shaved brows. he’s a red-head, that’s cute. oh and he can control sand and tries to kill every child in the exams because his dad is a piece of shit hipster. who else do they meet? a kid named Rock Lee who can kick really hard, a girl named Tenten who wishes for all of us to stfu, and poor Neji who can’t keep doing this. there’s also some guy named Guy. yeah, the chunin exams nearly flop because Gaara doesn’t know how to act right.

all this is happening but the pivotal of it all? Sasuke decides to be extra emo and FUCKS OFF TO KILL HIS HALF BLIND SICKLY OLDER TWINK BROTHER.

then, Naruto decides he wants to harness his powers and FUCKS OFF WITH AN OLD ASS BUSHY HAIRED MAN WHO WRITES PORN. Jiraiya needs to be studied on a microscopic spiritual level. he is why SCP’s exist.

who let these kids out? i told you all not to feed the animals and look what happened. now theres beef between a group of kids and the akatsuki.

oh and the akatsuki?? don’t get me started. wtf is that. why is this group of fucked up people with weird powers who are being led by a ginger hive mind of corpses just wandering around? and why is Weasel, aka Itachi, in the middle of it with his goofy explosive hypnotic eyeballs? i want them all put down.

so you’ve got the evil eldirch horrors in the streets. thats fine. Naruto gets put into a new gang cuz Kakashi has to hospitalized. cool, whatever. Naruto decides to start hutning down his rogue boyfriend alongside Sakura, who became a sickass ninja doctor, along with his new sensei Yamato. wonderful… THEN SOME BITCH NAMED SAI SHOWS UP.

DO NOT GET ME STARTED.

what is that? why is it emo? why is its tongue tattooed? put it back outside bro i stg. i love him so much.

everything is just everywhere in this anime bro I can’t. Sasuke is no where to be seen, Naruto is doing fuckall across the world with his groupie, Kakashi is lowkey sad again cuz his kids are gone, and Sakura can barely breathe without issues occurring.

not just that but the twink brother named Weasel is being stupid and enables his own murder. yeah he basically wants Sasuke to come for his ass. meanwhile, Naruto comes home bigger, better, older but still broke and full of fox demon. still, not a single soul except his friends and teachers like him. shit gets even more wild, it becomes knock-off Cheetah Girls vs. The World.

girl i gotta go before i hurt someone. see yall in part 2.

(all of this is heavily unedited, apologies for mistakes)