#seatmate drama

[ratatatastic]

selfaware king

[xinganhao]

✏️ seatmates joshua x reader.

prompt: "we sit next to each other every day, i lend you pencils, you share snacks with me, people are assuming we’re a couple, let’s go with that." ✶ part of my svt university milestone event

⤿ fluff, slight miscommunication, joshua is whipped, jeongcheol [if u squint!]. more content under the cut. ♡⸝⸝ prompt from anon!

It's not looking like a good start of the week for Seungcheol.

He had an insane bender the night before. He missed the morning bus to school and ended up walking the whole two-kilometer way. And now, the not-quite-a-couple duo who sat in front of him at class was back on their bullshit again.

With his fingers pressed to his temple, Seungcheol watches warily as the starry-eyed boy— Joshua, Seungcheol thinks his name is— places a canned coffee atop the edge of your desk. God, Seungcheol would kill for that right about now.

He's too far gone to make out anything the two of you are saying, but Seungcheol can fill in the blanks. It's probably something stupid, he thinks bitterly. Good morning, love. How was your weekend, love? I missed you, love.

Blegh.

There's only one thing he can think to do. Seungcheol whips out his phone and shoots out a quick slew of texts, trying to ignore the way that Joshua has begun to laugh a little too loud at something you just said.

Seungcheol it's a monday and i'm hungover and the pretty boy in front of me keeps making heart eyes at his seatmate he's laughing. i'm hungover to the heavens and he's laughing god what have i done to deserve this god when will it be my turn Jeonghan you think someone else is pretty? :( Seungcheol do NOT start with me rn

Seokmin doesn't think Joshua notices.

It's just like Joshua, really, to be a bit slow on the uptake when it comes to matters of the heart. And so Seokmin nods along, the perfect picture of indulgence, as you wheedle your way into Joshua's every day.

You don't even have to show up in the physical sense. Joshua fills in those gaps for you. I think they'll like this, Joshua (while holding a box of some obscure snack) tells Seokmin at the grocery store. They'll get a kick out of that, Joshua cackles as he snaps a photo of a silly eraser.

Seokmin knows he could, should probably ask his best friend what the hell is going on. The boy is in desperate need of a quick 'check-the-label' moment, honestly.

In the end, Seokmin decides: Not my circus, not my monkeys.

He figures the two of you will eventually hammer it out yourselves. It's a rite of passage, isn't it? The limbo of flirtation, confined in the four corners of a classroom. The happy crush that may or may not reciprocate.

As Joshua all but skips— honest-to-God skips!— to the Wednesday session of his class with you, Seokmin can't help the fond shake of his head at what Joshua has gotten himself into. Sharing snacks and stationery every M/W/F?

There are worse situationships to have, Seokmin concedes.

Professor Kang has been in the academe for nearly two decades.

He's watched relationships bloom, and last, and end. One or two students have even invited him to their weddings. There's no shortage of gossip in the faculty rooms; there's always a seating plan to orchestrate, a partnered project to use for a little drama.

He likes to think he has a sixth sense for this sort of thing, and that's why he initially believed that you and Joshua... aren't really a thing.

Sure, the two of you bend your heads together a little too close when discussing something. He notices, too, the exchanges— both the transactional and spoken ones. But he's unconvinced, for the most part of the semester, that there's not really anything worth reading into.

That is, until, you don't show up to class one day. On a whim, Professor Kang asks Joshua about your absence, and the boy fumbles with his phone for a couple of minutes.

"Doctor's appointment," Joshua eventually divulges, though there's a slightly worried crease in his eyebrows that has Professor Kang thinking, huh.

That huh gives way to an ah when, at the next class, the two of you slot right back into place. Professor Kang catches bits and pieces of your conversation with Joshua; how he eagerly inquires about your Friday plans, how he listens intently to your little rants.

As the two of you walk out the classroom, your shoulders brush. It's slight enough that anybody not really looking would miss it, would dismiss it, but Professor Kang can only watch with amusement. Joshua apologizes for crowding you— only to take an infinitesimal step closer as the two of you leave the classroom.

By the time the two of you are out in the hall, your shoulders are almost touching again.

Ah, Professor Kang thinks. He swears he's seen it all in the past twenty years, but he's not immune to making mistakes.

Perhaps they're a little bit in love, after all.

[bgomtori]

☆ popipo! - c.sb

synopsis - you and soobin are your school's most favourite couple, everywhere you go, people hope and that they'll experience what you guys have

-> reserved! soobin x bubbly! reader

-> okokoklalala dynamic based off see you again by tyler the creator! and that one japanese tiktok audio here! .

-> some parts inspired by the c drama, when i fly towards you ^^

-> sunshine x sunshine protecter :" , established relationship

-> note! toothrotting fluff, soobin being absolutely smitten to the reader, everyone jealous of your rs,

you were awoken by the loud banging on your room door instead of your alarm, even if they were just as annoying, you'd much rather be waken up by your alarm. your mum suddenly barged into your room, standing by the door, you felt yourself jump in pure shock.

"hurry up, your boyfriend is here to pick you up from school." you felt your energy levels surging up as soon as your mum told you that. you quickly grabbed your phone and left to the bathroom to get ready.

you were done in the matter of seconds, you wanted to see your boyfriend as soon as possible, you grabbed your bag went towards your kitchen to get something to drink. you shouted bye to your mum from across the living room before heading out. you immediately saw you perfect, tall, and just amazing boyfriend standing near the pathway, one side of his earbud plugged in as he scrolled on his phone, waiting for you. you brisked up your pace and decided to scare him.

"boo!" you exclaimed, jumping and clinging onto his body. you felt soobin stiffen at the contact but once he realised that it was you, he relaxed and patted your head.

"morning." he greeted, his large hands grabbing yours, intertwining them together. your smile grew larger as you started talking about how you started your morning and the tiring things you had to do the night before. soobin replied to your ranting occassionally, it may seem like he wasn't listening but he was memorising every detail you said. you knew that he wasn't good with talking, thus whenever he hummed in response or replied with just a few words, you knew that he was trying for you.

once you arrived at school, soobin followed you around as you said hi to your friends. you were quite popular due to your bubbly and talkative nature, some may be confused on how you found interest in soobin, but you two still made it work. almost everyone in school loved your dynamic, however of course there were some people who were jealous and were projecting their insecurities on the both of you, but who cares! you won by pulling soobin and that was all that mattered.

"the usual place later?" you asked soobin, pulling the earbud he placed in your ear earlier out and returning it to him.

"yea, i'll buy you your favourite." soobin answered while rolling up his earphones up to keep them. you immediately beamed, kissing his cheek before leaving to your classroom, greeting your classmates while on the way to your desk. you waved at soobin again through the window while he slowly made his way to his own class.

you were dead asleep on your table, you were out for at least half the lessons. furthermore, the class was math, so you basically didn't know what was happening once the class ended. the bell rung, signalling that it was finally lunch time. you sprung up from your seat, saying a quick see you later to your classmate before sprinting off to your boyfriend's class.

you were about to step into soobin's class, but noticed that his teacher was still explaining the homework to the class, not ending his lesson yet. you hid yourself behind the wall, praying that no one saw. soobin noticed your pressence and tilted his head towards the backdoor of his classroom, smiling to himself.

"what you smiling over." yeonjun, his seatmate, teased, nudging his shoulder with a stupid grin on his face. soobin rolled his eyes, continuing to pay attention to the teacher, who seemed to be in love with the homework she was giving out.

after a while, soobin's class was done, as soon as you saw the teacher step out of the class. you immediately made your way into the classroom and placed 2 onigiri's on soobin's table. soobin looked at you with a shocked expression, he told you that he was going to buy you your favourite, why did you buy onigiris? you could read soobin's facial expression extremely well at the point, so you placed your hands on you hip, confidently stating,

"since you're working so hard in your classes and my tutor sessions with you in english, i think you deserve a treat! let's just stay here and enjoy." you smiled at him, pulling out yeonjun's seat to sit beside your boyfriend. soobin's lips turned upwards subtly as he sat down beside you, unwrapping the onigiri. however, there was this group of girls sitting infront that were side eyeing you and soobin, you could feel their intense stares and annoyed looks. you decided to ignore them, and continued to doodle on soobin's notes, telling him how your day was so far.

"she's so loud and annoying, jeez."

"soobin should have chosen someone better. like you."

"i know right, what's so good about her anyways? she's literally in the lower tier class of our cohort."

despite whispering, you could hear their comments loud and clear, how ironic, guess they weren't so quiet after all. they even walked out of the classroom giving you nasty looks. your smile faltered, silently munching on your onigiri. soobin couldn't help but notice your silence, and looked at you with concern, you were so happy just a few minutes ago, why were you suddenly so gloomy and quiet? he didn't like that.

"what's wrong?.." soobin asked, his eyes filled with worry. you smiled at him brightly, helping him push up his thickly rimmed glasses.

"nothing! just thinking about something soob, continue with your homework." you replied as if nothing happened, proceeding to draw on soobin's arms this time.

"there's 5 more minutes till class is over, i think i'll go now." you said, getting up from your seat, wanting to leave the class. soobin wanted to walk you back to your class, yet you pushed his body back down onto his seat, his hands gripping onto your waist since he almost fell out of his seat because of how you accidentally shoved him back down onto his seat.

"nuh uh, i'm fine walking myself love. i'll see you after school yea?" you reassured, leaning into leave a kiss on his forehead. you squished his cheek before walking out of the class in hurry, many thoughts rushing into your mind. much to your disappointment, you bumped into the group of girls who was talking shit about you.

"oh, you're here. where's your boyfriend?" one of them snickered.

"he didn't want to walk to back to your trash class? boohoo." another one mocked, wiping her eyes as if she was crying.

"why not project your insecurities somewhere else. maybe reflect on yourself and think, why can't you get have a boyfriend yourself!" you replied with the fakest smile on your face, you patted one of their shoulders, flipping them off before skipping towards your class. even though you confidently stood up for yourself, you were still overthinking about whether you were too loud, too annoying for soobin. you were zoning in and out during lessons, occupied by your own thoughts.

today your lessons ended later than you thought, you were one of the last people to walk out of class this time. you were staring at your phone as you felt yourself bump into someone, you apologised, looking up to face the person, only to find out that soobin was standing infront of you. you darted your eyes around the hallway, avoiding his confused gaze.

"something on your mind?" soobin asked, his words filled with concern and worry. you shrugged it off, smiling at him reassuringly, linking your arms together as you dragged him towards the busstop. soobin knew that there was something on your mind due to how on and off your energy was. he felt helpless, he wanted to help you, but he wasn't a person of words. when he saw you happily stride your way towards the window seat on the bus, he can't help but admire how you still maintained your cheerfulness despite the things you were going through.

"woah, the sky looks nice today." your eyes sparkled, looking at the fluffy cotton like clouds. soobin leaned over your shoulder, trying to cloud gaze with you through the window. you felt your face grow warm, nervously glancing at soobin's flawless skin and side profile from time to time. you noticed how his thumb drew circles around yours when you were holding hands. even if you guys were together for just a few month, you still harboured a huge crush on him, you just felt comforted by just by his presence alone.

you hopped out of the bus, grabbing soobin's hand as soon as he got out of the bus. you felt giddy, as if all your problems faded away from the mere touch of your boyfriend. you finally arrived at your doorstep, you pouted since you didn't spend as much time as you wanted with your boyfriend. you were about to turn around to walk towards your house, but was pulled back by soobin suddenly engulfing you into a hug, his large hands cupping your face, squishing your cheeks. you tilted your head in confusion.

"you know.. you can tell me anything that's bothering you." soobin's eyebrows scrunched up when he saw your face drop.

"was i that obvious.." you looked down, guilty for trying to bottle up your feelings to the one person you swore that you trusted with all your life. soobin nodded his head, you sighed, hands gripping onto soobin's uniform tightly.

"when i was with you in your class just now.. i heard some girls say that i was loud and obnoxious, and how i should be grateful you even chose me to be your partner." you mumbled the words out quickly, feeling slight embarrassment after admitting something so minor. soobin looked at you with saddened eyes, his mind was still searching for the right words to tell you.

"you were never annoying to me yn.. you're perfect for me. i love it when you act like yourself, don't change yourself because of what some stupidly jealous girls say about you-" you felt yourself gulp in shock, soobin was comforting you with words, and not actions, you felt butterflies forming in the pit of your stomach, "if anything i feel like you're too good for me, you always do things for me, and i really appreciate that, you make me feel special, for the first time ever in my life." soobin admitted, the tips of his ears turning red as he licked his dry lips from saying so much.

you felt yourself internally melt at each and every word he uttered out, "I DON'T DESERVE YOU SOOB." you exclaimed, hugging him tighter than usual. soobin smiled to himself as you nuzzled yourself into his chest, you looked up at him, kissing his cheek is sheer happiness. soobin felt more confident than usual, tilting your head up to face him. he leaned in to lock his lips with your, your eyes widened at the sudden contact, slowly melting into his lips, you fell in love all over again. your arms snaked around soobin's neck, while his grip on your hip slowly tightened. you pulled away, literally about to faint, soobin licked his lip, still tasting the strawberry flavoured lipgloss you wore everytime.

"my first kiss." you whispered out loud, still not over what just happened a few minutes ago. you grinned from ear to ear, leaving a peck on soobin's lips before running away into the comfort of your home, waving at him through your window as well. as soon as you plopped yourself on your bed, you screamed in the pillow, giggling and kicking your feet in pure joy and giddiness.

soobs :D : you taste like strawberries.

yn ♡ : SHUTUPP

yn ♡ : i hate you, you're so cute.

soobs :D : pft, i love you too :)

[celli-ohs]

and scene!

A seven-part written series taking place at EN High School, featuring Enhypen, with supporting roles from Tomorrow x Together, &Team, BoyNextDoor, Fromis_9, Le Sserafim, NewJeans and Illit. Loosely based off of Enhypen's official series En-Drama.

Author's Note: this is going to be a rollercoaster folks! I wanted to basically make a crack/fluff version of En-Drama. I thought the stereotypes they put the members in were cute and fitting of them, but was like "what if I made them all losers lol" and that's how this series was born! disclaimer, the plots for my works are not the same as En-Drama, this is all just for shits and giggles! btw, everything is connected, so stay tuned for each member! lmk who you're most excited to read!!

Status: ongoing

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and scene! masterlist

I Can't, I Have Rehearsal

socially awkward!park sunghoon x reader; high school au; crack, comedy, fluff

What happens when you get seated right next to the most handsome boy in your entire grade? Well you thought it'd be a great excuse to get to know him better, but the guy won't even talk to you! After a mishap in the science lab, you come to find out that Park Sunghoon, the cold-hearted prince of EN High, isn't in fact rude, he's just afraid of women.

Show Must Go On

secret softie!park jongseong x reader; high school au; crack, comedy, fluff

When you told the waitress to give your compliments to the chef, you didn't expect the chef to come out and thank you personally, and you really didn't expect the chef to be your classmate Park Jongseong. Realizing how bad this could be, he has you keep it a secret. That shouldn't be too hard for you to do he thinks, but you're full of surprises- and slip ups.

Lights, Curtains, Action!

popular!sim jaeyun x reader; high school au; crack, comedy, fluff

You weren't a very sociable person. Sure you had some friends, but you preferred to stay home on your days off. Your family has other plans though, and you're forced to explore the great outdoors during summer break. On your adventure, you never thought you'd find rowdy Sim Jaeyun, otherwise known as Jake, sitting patiently at the docks waiting for a single fish to bite his line. You also never thought he'd reel in your missing shoe before an actual fish.

All the World's a Stage

younger!kim sunoo x reader; high school au; crack, comedy, fluff

You've known Kim Sunoo since middle school when your friend Jake introduced him to you as his 'little brother'. He was a sweet and funny boy. But over the summer, something changed with Sunoo and suddenly you feel your heart skipping a beat every time he looks your way. You'd think he's finally grown up and matured, but there he goes again, quoting some random romcom and you're reminded he'll never see you the way you do him. Or does he?

Tough Act to Follow

loser!lee heeseung x reader; high school au; crack, comedy, fluff

This had to be a mistake. It couldn't be true, how could you end up being seatmates with the biggest loser in school, Lee Heeseung?! You can feel your social status plummeting with every word he speaks to you. But on a late walk from the convenience store, you witness something that changes your view of Heeseung drastically. And maybe he's right, the Sonic the Hedgehog movie is actually kinda good.

Break a Leg

tease!nishimura riki x reader; high school au; crack, comedy, fluff

Nishimura Riki was the bane of your existence. You can't tell where your hatred for him begins and ends. Every day is a constant battle of teasing between the two of you, and you have had it. One day after an accident, Riki shows his true colors and now his insults start to make your heart race, and it's not because you're angry. Surely you've caught something, right?

No Business Like Show Business

student body president!yang jungwon x reader; high school au; crack, comedy, fluff

When you flunked that math test, you didn't think it was that serious- until your teacher assigned you a tutor: Yang Jungwon, student body president. Honestly, you didn't really know the guy, he seemed like the type to be strict and responsible. Except he isn't, Jungwon is just some guy. You'd argue he's even worse at math than you. His friends thought it'd be funny to elect him as president when the poor boy was out for a pee break. So now you're wondering if you should get a tutor for both of you.

[sanzu-theunhingedbarbie]

Seatmate/⁠ᐠ⁠｡⁠ꞈ⁠｡⁠ᐟ⁠\

Sanzu x f!reader

You got into a new school! Which means you have a new seatmate!

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New school, new me, new start, no drama. Right?

Wrong.

Chaos.

As you sat down, the teacher finally comes in, calming the students.

"Today we have a new student! Ms. L/n, please introduce yourself."

How about no?

You stood up, walking infront of class.

"Hi, my name is Y/n and I'm...15?"

The only time you hated silence was at these times...awkward.

While sitting down, somebody suddenly barges in. A blonde haired...boy?

You weren't sure, they definitely looked like a girl. But at the same time, a boy. You couldn't tell because of the mask covering their face. They were wearing black baggy pants, a buttoned jacket, and white shoes. Kind of like a gang outfit.

Your teacher doesn't flinch and starts to teach, weird.

Pulling out your notebook, the mystery boy suddenly sits next to you.

And this is how you...

The teacher's words fall on deaf ears as you look around, looking at your seatmate. They were asleep. Their bleach blonde hair loose while they lay on their arms. Strands of hair close to their eyes.

You fought back the urge to tuck it behind their ears.

"Keep on looking and I might just poke your eyes out." A manly voice came out from your classmate.

Ah flip, you got caught.

His eyes slowly opened, pretty blue eyes being exposed.

"Oh well, I was just...looking around?" You quietly say, awkwardly looking at him.

He raises his eyebrows at your sentence, sitting up. He leans back in his chair, man spreading while his hands are in his pockets.

"Ah well, I'm Y/n." You slightly extend your hand at him.

He thinks for a moment before shaking it. "Sanzu."

After shaking it, you continue to write whatever the teacher is writing, your attention on Sanzu.

Ring! Ring! Ring!

After an hour of the teacher talking, the bell finally rang.

Standing up and picking your stuff up, you look over to Sanzu, who is nowhere to be seen.

Weird...

After 2 more classes, it was finally lunch.

You went to the cafeteria, getting onigiri and a drink.

You went out the courtyard, sitting down and munching peacefully on your food until you notice a certain bleach blonde person walking by.

Sanzu? You weren't sure. You wanted to invite him to sit with you but at the same time not to. You didn't want to be misunderstood on your first day! You didn't even know the guy!

Your train of thoughts were suddenly interrupted when somebody suddenly sits in front of you. Blonde, mask...Sanzu? SANZU!?

"You really must want your eye to be taken out huh? Or are you that interested?" He asks. You didn't know if it was rhetorical or not.

"Oh! Uhm, hi?" You suddenly felt flustered, not even noticing you were staring at him.

"You a sweet tooth or something?" He looks through your food, "Noticed you're eating sweets." He points at the sweet rice ball you were currently eating, as well as the sweet drink beside you.

"Well, I guess so... they're my favorite so..." You look at the onigiri and at Sanzu. "You want some?" You offer the last bite to him, extending your hand to him.

Sanzu looks at the food for a second, then you. "Sure."

"Okay here you go-" You were suddenly caught off guard when he eats it from your hand.

"Thanks." He says as if nothing happened.

"Oh! You're welcome."

The bell rings and it was time for your last class.

You sat down in the same seat at the same class you were in a while ago. Sanzu follows.

"So you take this class too? Nice!" You asked as he sat down with you.

"Nah, I usually don't attend classes but I might start again." He replies, leaning back in his chair again while man spreading.

"Oh really? And why is that?" You chose not to dwell on it too much as it was invading-

"Cause of you."

...

This is going to be an interesting school year.

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[accio-victuuri]

March CPNs

this month’s banner theme is tennis boyfriends! lol. when i saw it, i knew it would fit, cause this month was also when WYB went for the lacoste show and most interviews was him talking about tennis. and who is the other actor who mentioned this sport too? another coincidence! why is it always them? 😂😂😂 from new au pairings, coins, similarities and kadian drama— this month delivered the goods to us!

time to review and look back at the delicious candies we ate this month:

• the bone necklace potentially getting replaced because of some anti rumors and what it means.

• circle elements in xzs vlog is a nod to cpf comments that have yellow circles

• lacoste and bjyx

• yibo shows cpfs some love at chanel pfw

• here are some other pfw minor clownery. 🌸

a nice detail seen in his clothes/jacket are red and green flowers. you all know how we feel about red and green in this fandom. yeah, this must be a stylist’s choice blah blah blah but that just how cpns work. and it’s so cute too!

descendants of the sun parallel! please! you all know i’m weak for this shit. chenwei will always reign supreme, but what if chen yu decides to go full on army or whatever.

i also found it funny how fans are noticing the difference with their clothes. xz was revealing in his own way & wyb was all covered up. of course these are two different brands so the clothes and everything will not be the same. but that’s actually what’s good about them, how different they are. and yet— they complement each other really well and have the same values in life. they try and learn what the other person’s interest is so they can have a better relationship. 🤍

posing with their female seatmates 🤣🤣🤣

• a similarity we noticed too was that wyb was on his phone before the lacoste show, and it reminded us of how xz was doing the same at gucci mfw. i think we went 👀 because for xz, we were already clowning that he was messaging wyb or reading message from him then something similar happens to wyb. it could be a completely different thing and who can blame them for checking their phone while on “downtime” — but let us be with our fake story from these two incidents 😌😌😌

• on 3/5 chang feng po lang released a new character poster for wyb’s character wei ruolai. because of it, a new AU pairing was born. wei ruolai x patient #5. i swear. their characters look good together! some also pair wei ruolai up with xiao sa or chunsheng 😂😂😂

i have to say younger chunsheng before he went to military and ruolai match so well together!

• same answers on fashion week interviews: comfortable dressing & the color black

• another perspective on the coin that appeared in zz’s vlog - relation to wei ruolai and war of faith trailer this is further “proven” when wei ruolai’s character posted was revealed and he was tossing a coin. look, i know it’s highly unlikely that the whole concept was a way to tease us with WYB’s drama. but it’s a nice double meaning and more! 🪙🪙🪙

• since there is a new character out for one of them, another new AU pairing was born! wei ruolai x xiao chunsheng 🤍🤍🤍

• the two of them being featured at vogue website as stand outs during their respective fashion week appearances. it’s not really cpn but more on them being the power couple 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 and i’m just so proud of them. years later, they still shine so bright and it has no signs of even fading.

even with weibo engagement, both of them were on top during their respective events. no one could even come close. and why, it’s so hard for them to work together, or why no one would allow that to happen cause it will be game over. lol.

• our dearest tennis couple 🎾 ; this has become more prevalent in the fandom because of wyb’s lacoste ad!

• the inception possibility - tbh i’m just desperate to relate this movie to them and a cpn 😂😂😂

• the collab between cotti and dove - this is most likely a business movie that has no input from xz and wyb. these are big brands that take care of their company but what’s sus is how cotti posted the announcement of this collab at 10:05. you would think dove would be the one to do that since xz is their endorser. or they could use 10, 10:10 or 10:30 posting time which are equally usual time slots for brand announcements. but no. it feels intentional on their side to use that association. of course it led to some drama but we still made some lemonade out of it by going through some old endorsement CPN examples that was funnily enough, dug out by solo fans who are clowns themselves.

• some are clowning (slightly) over WYB’s alleged kadian a day after the cotti drama when he FW the post for olympics because it read a (14:38) lifetime zhanbo. but you all know how picky i am with kadians. the vcr was shared 14:30 so i guess he only had a narrow window to share, not sure if intentional or not. for me, personally, not everything is kadian. considering the topic too, this is a national/international event. i don’t think it should be used for cpn. i’d like to think WYB is more professional than we are. but who knows 🤷🏻‍♀️

• this bts video from war of faith! it shows wyb being active — moving around and doing some exercises. reminds us so much of how xz was like during SBMS bts that was released. they are so similar!

• GG’s weibo post the night before WoF premiere

• adding this to the list of brands they both use for their wardrobe: NANS. as usual disclaimer, these are clothes used in brand shoots and may have been chosen by hired stylist of the brand or their own. who knows. i just like archiving stuff like this, especially for lesser known brands that seem to only be worn by them. some examples below:

lesser known because XZ/WYB are so popular so you would expect them to wear name brands. if not, a company that the general public likes. on weibo, the brand only has 132k followers which is pretty low and they don’t repost photos of celebrities who used their clothes— nothing about WYB or XZ or anyone else.

• 3/21, premiere date of WoF, WYB shares a new trailer for the drama. The weibo account of WoF posted @ 9:58 and WYB on 10:06. So the CPN is, did he miss? was this supposed to be 10:05? considering what XZ did the day before with his post. Personally, i’m relieved that he didn’t do it 10:05 to prevent drama with his so/os because this time is crucial. we can’t afford these sensitive ass fans turning away from him and not supporting his work. he is too smart for that, he knows all too well how these things go.

I like this interpretation from cpfs that he didn’t miss, it’s yibo, if he wants to do it 10:05 he will. but he has limits right now, those who know (us cpfs) will get the meaning and understand him. and we do. we always do 💛

•xz molsion live show clues: lego/puzzles, camping and chasing dramas

• xiao zhan calling wyb lai lai ( fake rumor )

• 3/25 XZS post where the 380 yuan fan makes an appearance and the 8th picture significance

• 3/26 fake rumor 🗣️🗣️🗣️

wls wants xls to call him “gege”, xls didn’t, so wls tickled him, xls had no choice so he called wls “gege” softly, after he said it he blushed so hard, and wls didn’t allow us to look 👀.fake rumor don’t believe it

• 3/27 IQIYI livestream/ watch-a-long event with WYB and him smiling when the host said side by side in the snowy mountain part one . part two 💛💛💛

• 3/28 we got to see a VCR of ZZ and his style looks similar to Bobo’s

• new lounge wear brand cp! bananain x miiow 😍😍

• a cute coincidence that in episode 21 of WoF it is revealed that in his hometown, Wei Ruolai has a nickname: “gou gu zai” = Definition: Jiangxi dialect. Refers to a child who has just entered his youth. Young people, they are not deeply involved in the world, but they are full of energy. like a puppy, lively and noisy.

it is exactly like gouzaizai but that one is from Chongqing. i know this is a script and fiction, but the director himself said that when WYB went in as Ruolai, he was inspired by WYB’s personality irl. It also means we were all right, looking at Lai Lai as a puppy during the show.

it’s just so nice to know that GG already found out what WYB’s personality was like early on. that he is a puppy — and feeds more truth to the cpn that GG was the one who gave the 🦴 necklace. a bone for a puppy.

• XZ’s xinxiangyin live “clue” on what activities they do spending time outdoors

-END.

P.S: and that’s the 1st quarter of the year done! just like that! actually, a lot of things happened in the fandom and i’m happy that both the boys continue to be active and we always have content. i also wanna take this time to thank everyone who supports both of them + cpfs who interact with me & my posts i appreciate you! <3 i hope the community here continues to grow and we all have this safe space to be cpfs 🤍🤍🤍

<<< previous month

[dat-town]

so gorgeous

Characters: Sungho & female reader

Setting & genre: college au, fluff, school mates to strangers to friends to lovers

Summary: It’s been a year since you last saw Sungho and you are floored that the cute class president from high school now looks like the main lead of a romance drama, so gorgeous.

Warnings: college party shenanigans with alcohol consumption, MC is really going through it trying to cope with how good Sungho looks (in a shirt or a gym tee or a hoodie or a crop top…) and she doesn’t care about gender-stereotypes when it comes to makeup or calling people pretty (bonus scene reference here)

Words: 3.9k

Author’s note: happy birthday to our virgo boy!! super self indulgent, no coherent plot, just excuses to call Sungho pretty (Myungjae would approve); title inspired by Taylor Swift’s Gorgeous

You have known Park Sungho since junior high. As class presidents of your respective classes, you shared quite a few responsibilities and debates in the school council. He was always polite, easy to laugh but very strict about being organized. He had that generic haircut every guy at that age had and a thick framed pair of glasses to stop him from squinting when the computer resolution was too shitty. He was smart and kind of cute but you were too busy studying, preparing for CSAT, to give him or any other boy much thought.

Maybe that’s why you do a double take when you see him at university. It has been more than a year since graduation and you haven’t seen him since. He looks familiar enough to recognize but he has also certainly shredded off the baby fat and found a style that fit him better than your navy blue, too tight school uniform. He has let his hair grow past his nape too, strands of his fringe catching on his eyelashes because he doesn’t wear his glasses. He looks good, grownup, you think faintly with your iced chai latte in hand, definitely staring. Luckily, he doesn’t seem to notice, too busy checking his timetable on his phone and comparing it with the numbers on the two winged doors in this building.

You had no idea he was studying at Hankuk but it certainly looks like he’s heading towards your elective Korean Media classroom. When he finally disappears behind the door, you blink yourself out of your stupor and check the time. You should go too if you don’t want to be late on the first day of the new semester but your former schoolmate’s presence somehow stops you. Should you say hi? Should you pretend like you didn’t notice him and wait for him to recognize you? Ah, since when does it matter? It’s always nice to have a familiar face in classes in case there would be group projects, you decide.

It turns out you don’t really have a choice anyway because the moment you walk in the door, Park Sungho looks up from his notebook laid out on the desk in the first row (of course) and your gazes meet. You can see the realization hit him and he eventually settles for a shy smile and a little wave before looking back down again.

“Hey, can I…?” You point at the seat next to him, uncertainty lacing your words once you walk up to his desk. It would be weird to look for another seat when both of you are obviously alone, wouldn’t it?

“Yeah, sure. Y/N, right?” Sungho’s voice is sweet, polite and you smile because he remembers you too as you’re slipping into the chair next to him.

It turns out in-between hushed words after the professor walks in that you didn’t meet before despite attending the same university because you are in two vastly different departments. Business for you, arts for him. But just as you suspected, you get paired up for a project (analyzing an older Korean movie) with your seatmates, so you exchange contacts and over the week you discuss back and forth which movie you should choose. Sungho has seen quite a lot of movies and once you agree that gruesome thrillers might not be the best for class, he showcases an unexpectedly romantic taste based on his suggestions which is nice, so your biggest problem is not a difference between your choices but rather which movie would provide enough material for your presentation in terms of themes and cinematography.

It’s nice talking with him because you have similar work ethnics and you won’t lie he’s pleasing enough to look at that you sometimes find yourself getting distracted during class. He’s also funnier than you remembered, making smart commentaries on class slides.

You don’t talk much about personal stuff though, not until you ask if he’s free on Friday to watch the movie together you eventually decided on but he has a party to attend or well, a small friendly get-together as he says. You don’t mind and tell him to have fun, not expecting him to invite you along. Apparently there will be a few new faces even for him too but one of his former classmates, Sanghyuk will be there as well. You remember him too, albeit more faintly because he was quiet and you didn’t meet him as much as Sungho. Maybe that’s what makes you say yes or maybe because Sungho gets shy when you ask him what his friends will say if you go.

So on Friday, you get ready and put a bit more effort into your outfit and makeup than you would normally do for uni classes. When you arrive to the address Sungho has sent you, you text him that you and your complimentary flavored soju pack arrived and he comes out to accompany you inside. His light gray shirt hugs his shoulders nicely and as it’s tugged into his washed out blue jeans you catch a glimpse of how slender his waist is. You tell him that he looks good as casually as you can, which he laughs off but blushes. He tells you that you’re pretty too and it’s your turn to blush then.

Inside the lively apartment Sungho introduces you to his menace of a best friend (his words), Jaehyun and his gym buddy slash hyung, Matthew who both welcome you with the brightest smiles, curious about embarrassing high school stories you can share about their friend. When you tell them you have none, Jaehyun pouts but offers you a drink anyway.

It’s easy to get lost in the chit-chat, everybody is friendly, and while there are a handful of people, it doesn’t feel overwhelming. You actually have a great conversation with a girl named Yujin who shares a class with Jaehyun, so you follow each other on Instagram before both of you are dragged into a ruthless game of Monopoly with a new rule that you can get a Get Out of Jail Free card if you drink a shot after Euijoo deemed the original rules too boring for a party.

During the game you learn that Jaehyun gets drunk easily and Sungho isn’t really competitive or he just has bad luck. When he lands on his friend’s expensive property for the second time, he just groans.

“Yeppi~,” Jaehyun coos as he holds his hands out for payment. Sungho swats his grabby hands away from his face.

“Stop, it’s embarrassing,” he complains in a voice that clearly tells that it’s not the first time he was called that nickname and he practically empties his bank to pay the needed fee.

“It’s true though,” you point out absentmindedly, riding on liquid courage from a plum soju shot and the beer you have been nursing for the better part of the night. Your contribution to the conversation successfully gains Sungho’s attention and his blown, sparkly eyes on you are a bit overwhelming. “You are pretty.”

The words are out easier than you would have expected but they are no less genuine. You have never really thought about it and calling him cute or handsome would have been equally true in a way but there’s just something about him, something delicate that makes pretty so fitting. Not in a feminizing way but like wow, when did the preppy kid from high school started looking like a character from a manhwa?

Sungho has no chance to answer, getting swept up in the game, you roll the dice and move on while Sungho goes bankrupt in the next round.

After the party slowly dies down, sometime after Intak, Jaehyun and Matthew hold a rizz competition with absolutely subjective markers, Sungho insists on walking to the metro station together. Initially he offered to walk you home but it turned out you lived in two different directions and you didn’t want him to make a detour for you.

“I’m glad you came,” he says once the silence stretches too long between you as you walk and his admission brings an easy smile onto your face.

“Me too. It was fun. Thanks for inviting me,” you beam at him and for the first time you think about kissing him. Right there, under the stars. It’s such a bold thought, you blame the alcohol with heat creeping up on your cheeks as you eventually wave Sungho goodbye.

Things change after that. You become much more aware of Sungho’s presence and every small thing about him. You become much more interested in him too. You ask about his cat, cooing at pictures he shows, and tell him about your dog too back at home with your parents. You start talking about interests, ambitions, hobbies and the more you get to know him, the more you like him. You like his enthusiasm for the things he loves, the way he cares for his friend, that he gets shy under attention, covering his face and laughs with his entire body if he finds something really funny, that he has a paper notebook for class and colored highlighters for information of different importance.

You start to get lunch after your class together or coffee sometimes when you are both on campus between classes. You think you cannot like him more so quickly but then he sometimes casually carries your bag for you and remembers your go-to coffee order and always saves a seat for you at the university canteen. You want to either scream into your pillow or yell at him to stop being so nice if he’s like that to everybody. You really can't tell with him, especially after you saw him pull a chair out for Yuna in the library the other day. It’s such a silly thing to feel jealous over when you have no right to monopolize Sungho’s kindness.

You try not to overthink it and just be a good friend and classmate. Having a bunch of assignments helps to take your mind off it at least. Plus, you should start working on your pair project for Korean Media class as well.

Eventually you manage to find a date to watch the 2003 movie, The Classic, together and take notes for your presentation. You decide to meet up at Sungho’s place on a Saturday afternoon because unlike you he doesn’t have a nosy roommate. Jiheon is a good friend and makes the best pancakes but she definitely wouldn’t let you focus on the movie.

Because that’s what you’re doing, totally. You are not distracted by Sungho’s homey look and pout. At all.

You know that you aren’t god’s strongest soldier but how can somebody look so good in a cozy hoodie, with freshly washed fluffy hair and a pair of thin framed round glasses? It’s unfair, really. You should have known that you’re screwed the moment he opened his door for you and invited you inside, offering a home slipper and drinks.

“Are you okay?” Sungho turns to you, noticing your tenseness, concern lacing his quiet words while the male lead appears on the screen.

“Um, yeah, I just zoned out,” you quickly make up an excuse, fidgeting with the hem of your tee, turning your attention back to the movie, so you wouldn’t end up being an unhelpful, freeloader group member. It doesn’t help much, not with how aware you are of Sungho’s closeness on the couch, his laundry detergent’s lovely scent surrounding you, but you try your best. Even if he notices, he doesn’t point it out, bless him.

Once the movie ends, you sit on the ground around Sungho’s laptop propped on the coffee table and write an outline for the presentation, dividing the remaining tasks between you. It’s efficient and you make good progress which should have been the whole point but you’re both stalling when you should leave. Eventually Sungho offers to make dinner and you insist on helping which turns out to be fun. You leave his apartment in a good mood with your belly full of rosé pasta and impressed by Sungho’s skills in the kitchen. What can’t he do, really?

No matter how much you gush about Sungho’s looks to Jiheon, he isn’t just a pretty boy. He’s smart and kind and so caring. Every mother’s dream, you swear. You aren’t interested in him because of how he looks but it’s almost like he’s tempting you with all the different sides of him you have seen lately. Like a week later when you literally drop your phone when you are scrolling through Instagram and open Sungho’s newest story only to see a mirror selfie from a gym. He wears a skin tight tank top, so his wide shoulders and toned arms are full on display while his slightly sweaty bangs hang into his eyes artfully. Apparently Matthew wasn’t lying when he claimed Sungho was a bit of a gym rat and heck if it doesn’t show results. How will you look him in the eye on Monday and pretend you didn’t feel a bit feral over one single blurry photo?

Still, Monday comes and you think you do a good enough job of not letting your impulsive thoughts win, at least until you are in the library finalizing the presentation for class and Sungho is pouting while concentrating. Then you can’t help anymore and blurt out something that’s been on your mind (among all the other things about Sungho that seem to live there rent free):

“Have you ever thought about trying on makeup?”

At least, you sound casual enough despite the very random question which you feel proud of but poor boy is still very much taken aback. Understandably though.

“What, hah, no?!?” He lets out an awkward little laugh, eyes wide open. His no doesn’t sound too convincing though.

“Is that a question?” You raise a brow, rolling with it, an amused smile on your lips, and Sungho clears his throat.

“No,” he says, firmer this time and while he gets a bit of color in his cheeks, you don't push. You didn’t ask to make him feel uncomfortable, you are just too curious for your own good and looking at his pouty lips or naturally feline eyes, it seemed like a viable question.

“It’s okay, I just thought it would look good on you if you tried,” you shrug, not pressing, easily steering away from the topic as you point out a type on the next slide.

Sungho keeps staring at you with an expression half-wonder, half-disbelief and you take it as a win, he can’t be always the one who keeps surprising you.

All things considered, despite your raging crush on Sungho, you think you’re doing okay as a friend too, helping him out with notes when he has to miss a class, wrapping a plaster around his finger when he gets a paper cut or just asking about his days and really listening to his answer. And since you’re friends it would have been weird not to invite him to your birthday party but you start to regret it.

There’s more cake, more alcohol and more people at your place than you have expected and you entirely blame it on Jiheon. Everybody keeps pushing drinks into your hand, wishing you happy birthday, so you’re very much tipsy by the time Sungho arrives after his evening class.

“Oh, wow,” you mumble when you see him, your brain-to-mouth filter apparently taking a nap. But can anybody blame you? Park Sungho just walked into your apartment wearing a crop top that shows off his slender waist. Not staring is already no mean feat.

“Hey. Happy birthday!” He smiles at you innocently, having no idea of the effect he has on you, when he spots you and hands over a little gift bag, all proper and nice. It’s a bottle of the expensive perfume you almost ran out of and in your drunken haze you wonder how he could know about it. You didn’t even expect him to get you anything but you’re grateful because this way you have something to put your hands on and you’re less tempted to touch him.

“Thank you~” You singsong giddily then give him a onceover again, letting out a grave sigh at the sight of the sliver of bare skin. “You’re a dangerous man, Park Sungho.”

“Uhm, me? What? How?” He asked, obviously confused, his nervous little chuckle the cutest thing you ever heard.

“You look so good. Like all the time. It’s unfair, really,” you sigh, again, pointing an accusing finger at his chest as you look up, your words slurring. “It would be easier not to like you if you were an asshole but of course, you just have to be perfect. God really has favorites, huh?”

Oh gosh, now he’s blushing. You’re going to lose your mind over the rosiness on his pristine cheeks.

“I… I don’t know what to say to that. I’m really not perfect,” Sungho shakes his head and you pout and click your tongue.

“Park Sungho.”

You say his name, not really to say anything but just to whine, to complain over his disagreement but he perks up.

“Hm?” He looks at you with his beautiful, curious cat-like eyes and he steps closer, reaching out to steady you when someone bumps into you on the way to the living room. He gets close enough so you could get a whiff of his perfume, his lips suddenly at eye level. It knocks everything else out of your brain.

“Stop being so nice to me or I might misunderstand and do something stupid,” you warn him, clinging to the last bit of your self-restraint desperately, pushing lightly at his chest before turning towards the kitchen. Jeez, you need more drinks before you kiss him in front of everyone.

The rest of the party is a blur. When you wake up, you only remember faintly that somebody tucked you in bed, brushing the hair out of your forehead with careful hands. You also remember Sungho’s closeness, his hold on your arm and the color on his cheeks. You remember being a bit shameless. You groan into your pillow.

“Your boyfriend brought you hungover soup while you were sleeping,” Jiheon says with a smirk when you finally get out of bed and visit the kitchen to eat something.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” you mutter but smile at the cute post-it note Sungho left on the plastic food container.

“Well, he certainly acted like one yesterday,” your roommate taunts and proceeds to tell you how Sungho made sure you drank enough water and ate some snacks between shots and he also helped clean up after sending everybody home. It’s embarrassing because you should have been acting like a proper host and he should have had fun, not the other way around.

When you open your messages, you see Sungho inquiring about your hangover. You tell him that you’re alright, say sorry for being a mess and thank him for his help as well as for the food. Sungho being the best boy he is says you have nothing to be embarrassed about and he’s happy to help. Argh, so damn nice all the time.

Next week, it’s weird during class. You’re both professional, so the presentation goes well but it’s painfully awkward afterwards. You don’t talk if it’s not for a quick apology when your hands accidentally touch. You would like nothing more than to run away and hide because you know it’s your fault but Sungho doesn’t let you.

“Actually, can we talk?” He asks, straightforward, when you make a weak excuse of meeting up with Jiheon for lunch after class. You hesitate and looking at the earnest look on his face, you decide to bite the bullet and follow Sungho out of the building to a green part of the campus, away from unwanted curious eyes.

“If it’s about how I acted at the party, I’m really sorry if I made you uncomfortable,” you blurt out because you can’t take the silence anymore. Even though your memories are hazy, you remember enough to know you said things without a filter.

But Sungho blinks at your sudden sorry, visibly taken aback and confused.

“Uhm, I wasn’t uncomfortable,” he mumbles and fixes the collar of his shirt, a nervous little habit. “Sure, I was surprised but not uncomfortable. I just… I’ve never been good at being on the receiving end of things like that.”

“Oh, good thing then that I only talk my mind when I drink and not all the time when I think about it,” you let out a little laughter to lighten up the mood but Sungho’s eyes widen.

“So you… did you really mean those things?”

Oh, did he think only drunk you thought that he was perfect and good-looking? Just because you tried hard not to be shameless and tell him all that daily?

“Well, yeah, I think you are handsome all the time,” you admit because really, at this point why would you deny it? It’s not the most embarrassing thing you could have said.

“Oh, thanks,” Sungho scratches the back of his neck, pink blush spreading over his cheeks and yet there’s something shiny and hopeful in his eyes as he looks at you from under his lashes, all coy. “But I meant the part about liking me? And um, doing something stupid?”

Oh. My. God.

You’re rendered speechless because you had no idea you said all those things out loud and your surprise must be written all over your face because Sungho shifts his weight from one leg to another.

“It’s okay if it was only the alcohol talking but I kind of hope it wasn’t. Because I like you and I wouldn’t mind doing stupid things with you,” he finishes off a bit playful, a smile tugging at his lips to hide his nervousness and you are so endeared.

“Yeah?” You mumble, hopeful and so stupidly in love.

“Yeah,” Sungho confirms and giddy, you step closer to press a brief peck onto his reddened cheek.

“That’s a relief because I like you a whole lot actually,” you whisper, feeling lucky like a romance novel heroine.

BONUS

Sungho has cute, pink and lilac clips in his dark hair so his bangs wouldn’t get in the way. He has his eyes closed while you apply the last layer of eyeshadow, a sprinkle of golden. You lean back to admire your handiwork, content. You knew he would look good in makeup. He looks gorgeous barefaced and all but what can you do? You are just a girl who loves pretty things and your boyfriend is the prettiest.

“Beautiful,” you whisper against his heart-shaped plump lips before pressing your own lips against them in a short kiss, careful not to ruin your work.

You can feel Sungho’s grip tighten on your waist when you pull back, his strong arms securing you in place so you feel safe and stable in his lap, and he blinks his eyes open a little dazed.

“You taste like strawberry,” he says absentmindedly and you let out a giggle, grazing your thumb against the smeared lip gloss on his mouth that transferred from yours.

“Now we both do,” you hum and lean in to kiss him again just because you can. His smile tastes the sweetest of them all against your lips.

[shepherds-of-haven]

See I decided on 3 because Riel and Red seemed like the most reasonable seatmate options and I could get to overhear the tea from Prihine and Sibella's inevitable spats without running the risk of getting caught in the crossfire

And then I remembered that Red is my ex and I'm romancing Riel 💀

THE DRAMA

[heytherelysia]

hsr charas as (sterotypical filipino) highschool students

i was gonna leave it with sampo but i could not resist writing the rest. this is so silly please AAUHGUAH

sampo's the type of guy to tell you "gimme a kiss first" when you ask him for a favor.

bronya as the class president who breaks down when the class won't settle down and be quiet. seele is the one to comfort her and scold the class for making bronya cry, eventually rendering the room dead beat quiet.

serval brings an acoustic guitar to school every day, strumming and sometimes singing during recess. pela is quick to sit beside serval during recess.

dan heng sits either in the window seats or at the back of the class. the type of guy to constantly cover his mouth with a handkerchief. like serval, he only reads when it's recess or when a teacher is not present.

march 7th who pretends that the dustpan in her hand is a selfie stick. going from classmate to classmate as she raises her 'selfie stick', "cheese!". her camera/album is updated everyday, with a new image added for every 5 minutes or so. photos of the sky take mostly of her album.

pela watches dramas, movies, animes, and music videos when it's not class yet. you can occasionally hear her wiggling, stomping her feet, and squealing in her free time. her seatmate is not safe from pela's arm smacks when she is excited. despite that, she is also a star student — excelling in most of the subjects.

gepard as your boyfriend. a teacher's pet and an extra curriculum enjoyer like pela. it bums him that you are in separate classes with him, but he eagerly waits for you outside your classroom after class is over, offering you to let him pick up your bag and walk home with him. gepard doesn't announce his presence when waiting for you by the door but your classmates does. "(name)! your boyfriend's here!", when you hear that sentence, you prepare yourself for a bunch of loud squeals. nonetheless, gepard giggles to himself to this event.

i proudly placed geppie in a pedestal here.

[alohajun]

♡ GRADUATION CONFESSION — KIM DOYOUNG

doyoung x reader | wc : 1.3k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, use of petnames (princess), academic rivals to lovers, high school au, mentions of (non alcoholic) drinks, fluff, mentions of kissing | request : can i request academic rivals to lovers for doyoung but doyoung has secretly always had a crush on them and confesses the day before graduation?? thank u so much 🫶

"you have got to be kidding me. this is ridiculous."

you muttered to yourself, frowning at the rearrangement of desks in your classroom.

not thinking much of it, you searched for your name tag and took your seat. the tables were in pairs, and you couldn’t really be bothered by who your seatmate could be.

whoever it was, they’d probably distract you, and you couldn’t afford that. especially when you were graduating in a couple of months.

you needed to do your best to get good grades, and distractions were a no-no.

just as you settled into your seat, a bunch of love-struck sighs grabbed your attention. you didn’t even have to look to see who it was.

kim doyoung walked into the class, instantly getting everyone’s attention. his good looks were always the talk of the town, and it didn’t help that he was absolutely great at everything he did, either.

academics, extracurriculars; you name it, he’s an ace at it.

as you were about to go back to reading your notes, your gaze met his, sending a chill down your spine with the way he looked at you.

you looked at the desk on your side, quickly scanning the table to read the name sticker on it.

"kim doyoung," you muttered under your breath. "as i live and breathe."

you never knew exactly why you came to hate him so much. you weren’t losing to him or anything. in fact, you always came first. but the fact that he was always competing with you in everything just pissed you off till the ends of the earth.

"y/n." doyoung gave his signature smile. "lovely to see you, as always."

ugh, there was the thing you hated the most about him.

doyoung was never rude to you — even when he teased you, he had that stupid smile on his face, which made your heart skip a beat.

"i’d say the same thing," you muttered, sighing as you looked at your books. "but then i’d be lying."

doyoung chuckled. "we are gonna graduate soon, princess." he leaned his face against his hand, his gaze locked on you. "i suppose you can be a tad bit nicer to me?" he asked.

you looked at him, ignoring the way his nickname for you made you feel. "i suppose i can…" you pretended to contemplate. "but i can’t, so i won’t."

"ah … the next couple of months are gonna be great."

much to your dismay, you spent more time with kim doyoung than you’d like; be it for class projects or sports teams. wherever you went, doyoung was right behind you … or in front of you, or even beside you.

he was everywhere.

you, along with some others, were currently waiting for doyoung to arrive at the auditorium. everyone was assigned to groups for a drama club project, and oh-so-surprisingly, your academic rival was also in the same group.

just as you were about to call him, the door to the auditorium opened with a crash, revealing the brunet. "sorry, i’m late, guys! picked up a little something for y’all!" he exclaimed, running towards you with bags in his hands.

you simply took a deep breath, not wanting to waste any words to express your annoyance. "okay, let’s get started," you announced, pulling out the clipboard with all the ideas your teammates had.

"we are doing hamlet, right?" doyoung asked, mindlessly cracking open a drink bottle before handing it to you. "or have we changed plays?"

taeyoung raised his brows, the gesture seeming too natural for him. he looked at sunoo, wordlessly asking if they both saw the same thing.

you muttered a quiet ‘thank you’ as you took the drink from doyoung, brows furrowed as you made eye-contact with the other boys who had smug smiles on their faces.

it’s nothing like that! you looked at sunoo, shaking your head. sure, whatever you say. he grinned, looking away as he giggled.

"anything wrong?" doyoung asked, oblivious to the looks being exchanged. "sunoo? taeyoung?"

"nope, all good."

"peachy keen."

you played with your pencil as you thought about what doyoung did — and why did it bring butterflies to your stomach?

"y/n?" you jumped a little at the sudden call, dropping the pencil in your hands. "penny for your thoughts?"

"uh, yeah. hamlet sounds fine." you nodded, seeing doyoung bend to grab your pencil. "i think it’ll make a better play compared to the variations of romeo and juliet the others are doing."

unconsciously caring for the brunet, you placed your hand on the corner of the table, not wanting doyoung to hit against it while lifting his head. you continued talking, holding back an eye-roll at the way your group mates were looking at you.

"i’m only doing this to prevent him from getting a concussion," you defended yourself. "we all need to be present to do this project." you frowned.

doyoung raised his brows at your sudden outburst, not knowing what you were talking. taeyoung nodded his head towards your hand, letting him know what the conversation was about.

"oh." doyoung grinned, handing your pencil back to you. "thanks for looking out, princess."

kim doyoung smiled in adoration as he looked at you from across the room, watching you pace around nervously.

it was quite obvious now; he thought. he had the biggest crush on you, yet you were unaware of how he felt about you.

you were their class president, absolutely smart, and the prettiest girl he had ever seen. he never knew he’d have a chance with you—seeing as you barely looked his way.

but it all changed the day he came second in class, scoring just a mark lower than you. doyoung would never forget the look you gave him; it was the look that confirmed his feelings for you.

heck, who knew a glare could make someone fall in love?

from that day on, he did his best to study hard and score just enough to keep you on the edge.

with a couple of exams, club events, and sports awards, doyoung went from being the silent admirer to being noticed by you. there was never a day you didn’t frown at him, and the little banters you two had always made his day.

and with your graduation ceremony starting within the next ten minutes, kim doyoung realized that he wasn’t ready to graduate without telling you what he really felt about you.

"doyoung." your voice pulled him out of his thoughts, nervously breathing as you looked at him. "i can’t do this. there are too many people out there."

the brunet frowned, holding your shaking hands to calm you down. "hey, princess. look at me." he met your eyes. "just take a deep breath. you’ll be fine, yeah? i know it," he assured.

"what if i mess up?"

"i’ll scream to create a distraction."

you nervously bit your lip. "what if i say the wrong things?" you asked, staring at doyoung for an answer.

"that’s not possible." doyoung chuckled, shaking his head. "you are always right."

you smiled gratefully, appreciating his words, and slightly less nervous than before. "thanks, doyoung," you muttered, unconsciously swinging your hands that he held.

"can i offer a distraction?" doyoung asked, tilting his head. "it could help, or it could worsen things."

"go for it." you nodded. "i’m down for any sort of distraction."

before you could comprehend what was happening, doyoung leaned in, pressing his lips against yours. it was a short yet sweet kiss, eliciting a shocked hum from you.

"i like you, y/n. heck, call it love even," doyoung stated, hands cupping around your face. "and i’m sorry i had to confess it like this, but i didn’t know what else to do."

you felt as if a thousand butterflies were released in your stomach. "i like you too, doyoung," you stated, getting a surprised look from him. "i guess a couple of months were enough to make me realise that." you smiled.

"ah, princess … you have no idea how long i wanted to hear those words from you."

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[ratatatastic]

do you also think about how hesistant swaggy benny and monty were to name ekky as the worst seatmate on the teamplane do you think they love their buddy so much and know how whiny and insufferable he is gonna be about this they didnt want to say but they have to do you think ekky was a little drama queen about it do you-

[lifeisabitch-butimcute]

this is such a belated self-rec but i've been thinking about Stars on Ice again. does anyone ever spend so long working on a fic they start to hate it and then come back later and realize it kinda ate? like i hated it by the time the last chapter went up but i've gotten a few notifs recently praising it and i was like was it actually that good? so i went back and read it and actually not to stroke to my own ego it was fuckin good!

Intro? ate.

It was 9 AM and Sirius was already exhausted. He’d been awoken at the asscrack of dawn - pre-dawn, actually - by Regulus banging on his hotel door and yelling, “I’m defending my title of National Champion in four hours , Siri, we need to move!” And Sirius, ever the devoted big brother/coach/choreographer that he was, had dutifully dragged himself from the warmth and comfort of his bed to trail after him. 

dialogue? ate.

“Close your mouth, Reggie, you’ll catch flies,” sniped Sirius from next to him. Regulus whipped around to scowl at him. “Is your plan to sleep this whole flight? Do you even care ?” Sirius’ face hardened, but Regulus didn’t back down. James turned in his seat to poke at his seatmate, who was also asleep. “ Remus ,” he hissed. “ Get involved .” A small groan told them when he was awake. Sirius’ head whipped around at the noise, brotherly drama temporarily forgotten. After a sniff and a few shuffling noises, a hand popped up over the edge of the seat, holding two chocolate bars. Then, in a grumble, “Can whatever you’re fighting over please wait until we’re on solid ground again?”

pandalily interlude? think about it every day actually

“Some people might call you a control freak, but you’re not, in the traditional sense. You want to be controlled.” She watched Lily’s face as it took on something more guarded, uncertain.  “But you don’t like the expectations that are attached,” Pandora continued. “You don’t want to be remote controlled from a pedestal. You want to be led through the mud by a leash.”

anyways. read your old writing it's not as much of a mess as you think it is. also go read Stars on Ice if you wanna read some gay disasters on ice

[mimiruku]

Jojoooo, time for questions hehehe! 😈💕

What plot points would change due to the inclusion of your character in canon?

What controversies/drama would your character incite in fandom?

What would be the ‘incorrect but wildly popular’ interpretation of your character in fandom?

█     𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐊𝐒 : 𝑰𝒇 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑶𝑪 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝑪𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏.  ⸻   ( ⚝ ) ╰┈┈➤    Here we go, my turn to answer the questions while I have some free time at hand ! So I thought this would be a quick and short answer and I ended up with a ridiculous thing JUST by answering the first question ?!

───   What plot points would change due to the inclusion of your character in canon?

𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝘼𝙄𝙇𝙔 𝙇𝙄𝙁𝙀 𝘼𝙍𝘾.   :   A character introductory chapter entitled ' Osashima Miruku' is added. It is an inconsequential storyline where you find out that Miruku is a flippant liar, this begins the ongoing gag of his ambiguous gender identity, habitual spreading of misinformation and the joke that he is ' Reborn's apprentice' His appearance is spars through out the daily arc story line, primarily a side character.

𝙆𝙊𝙆𝙐𝙔𝙊 & 𝙑𝘼𝙍𝙄𝘼 𝘼𝙍𝘾.   :  Remains to be a minor character during these major events, only appearing briefly in two separate occasions.

During the Kokuyo incident, he appears to stumble on a bird, a runt with yellow feathers and wonky set of wings. It seems to be in search of something. It then cuts to Bird's birds stalking the Haru and Kyoko ( with the addition this time of Momina, refer to Nimo for more information. )

The varia arc, primarily Squalo's first appearance in the shopping district is the only known Miruku appearance during this storyline. He was doing grocery shopping when Squalo descended upon the gangling confused teens.

𝙁𝙐𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀 𝘼𝙍𝘾.   :    Future Miruku is presented as a deuteragonist character, significantly making an appearance as an ' enemy ' with a notably peculiar relationship with Byakuran, this is not further elaborated nor focus on.

Future Miruku's arrival comes during the 'Yamamoto & Gokudera vs. Gamma' chapters, to which he is accompanying Gamma, he does not participate in the fight. It was only upon Kyoya's arrival and Gamma's defeat that Miruku reveals his intentions, while distrust is palpable, with Kyoya's suggestion, Miruku is taken back with them. He express happiness is seeing Tsunayoshi and apologizes for the misunderstanding, he also does not fuss over the details of his current predicament.

Miruku is added to the roasters of ' teachers ' whom guided the teens' training,

𝙄𝙉𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙏𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀 𝘼𝙍𝘾   :   Miruku makes a return to his side character status, having no major appearances during the meeting and battle between the two familigia. He only interacts with Enma during his introduction, they are seatmates.

𝘾𝙐𝙍𝙎𝙀 𝙊𝙁 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝘼𝙄𝙉𝘽𝙊𝙒 𝘼𝙍𝘾  :   A minor character involved in the Representative Battle, he was presented with a watch under Reborn's team to which Miruku declines.  " I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me. "  He makes no further appearance there in.

𝙎𝙐𝘾𝘾𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝘼𝙍𝘾   :   An additional arc presenting Miruku as a Major Antagonist. Following the defeat of Kawahira and the breaking of the arcobaleno curse, this chapter aims to answer the questions " What happens to the world Kawahira is trying to protect? "  &  " What about the promise between Sepira and Giotto" This is the creation of the new  Tri-ni-sette  but before then, you must break the old.

───    What controversies /drama would your character incite in fandom?

There is an intense gender discourse about Miruku that you can NEVER escape. If you look at his tags on tumblr, someone is def. being called a transphobe for using ' she/her ' pronouns for him. There's a meta about this. & Lastly, the relationship between Kawahira and Miruku will incite disgust and horror and #proship has been thrown around to push for this ' ship ' in the western hemisphere of the fanbase, you WILL see art of them reminiscent of R27 but toxic.

───    What would be the ‘incorrect but wildly popular’ interpretation of your character in fandom?

That Miruku is transmasc. ( He is truly agender. ) & Unfortunately, the fandom has a habit of magnifying one attribute of a character and boxing them into that one trope, Miruku shall be your ' quirky evil guy' or ' just a creature , never did anything wrong."

[riaaanna]

Eurovision 2023: ft. Roger Taylor

A little bit not-Queen, but the best part is: it kind of is!

I've given up on trying to make a detailed post about Eurovision 2023 (tried to do it before the next one rolls in this year) but this here is about Roger freakin' Taylor in Euro freakin' vision 2023.

And I haven't shared these here specifically, but here are Roger-cams from first audience rehearsal on 12th May 2023. These are not what (little) you saw on TV, which was live on 13th May 2023. I am also not telling you whether or not these videos are mine. lol.

Here's the rambling part. I've been a Eurofan since like 2012, growing from casual to following each countries' national selections in the past few years. I'm also from Indonesia, so never in a million years could I ever imagine attending Eurovision itself, at all.

So it was insanely lucky that I happened to be in the UK, during the year that Eurovision will be hosted in the UK. Not only that, the host city was LIVERPOOL of all places (God it was nearly going to be Glasgow at some point)! It's like not even an hour train or bus from Manchester! Hotel prices went to HUNDREDS of pounds per night when that was announced, but all I had to do was just take a train to and back every day! So convenient.

Needless to say Liverpool did an incredible job. Here are some images from when I first arrived, in awe.

And the stages! On the left is Eurovillage, the free-entry stage for side performances and watch alongs. On the right is M&S Bank Arena Liverpool, which I went into several times for several shows!

Eurovision is actually a long marathon of nine audience shows. There are Semi 1, Semi 2, and Grand Final. For each of those there are Jury show (first rehearsal + when Jury cast their votes), Family show (second rehearsal during daytime, hence "family"), and Live show (for TV + audience votes). Before each Jury show there is a press-only rehearsal too without audience.

Getting tickets was a drama! I was in class! Sat on front row cause your lecturer wouldn't suspect the front row unless he peeked down at your screen (he didn't). With two seatmates and their laptops and my phone I queued on four devices. Got some tickets, and follow-up with a long and suspenseful resell tickets scavenger hunt grind on Discord which went on for weeks. Long story short, I got tickets for SF1 Jury, SF1 Family, SF1 Live, SF2 Jury, and GF Jury.

I know. A lifetime worth of luck and savings. But literally... when and where else was this going to happen to me if not then and there??

Anyway it was already an insane week. My agenda was going back and forth between Manchester and Liverpool for ten days (4-13 May). Jump to the GF Jury show on 12th May, I was queueing outside the arena and scrolling on my phone. A news article popped up. Breaking news, spoilers from the press rehearsal.

Y'all..... it took all of my life strength to not crumble to my knees and break into confused tears in the middle of a crowd outside the arena. I was shocked. I was thrilled. I was Hannah Montana twirling in a wig singing Best of Both Worlds mentally. There is no multiverse crossover event ever topping this. The stars aligned just for me. What do you mean I'm going to walk in with my Eurovision ticket and I'm going to see Roger Taylor and live my best life??

(I adore Sam Ryder too, for the record! A breath of fresh air to UK in Eurovision, rooted for him and his bright attitude waaay before the bookies rooted for him and way before he won second place. I saw him live at his own gig too and he was incredible!)

Mind you this was one day before the live show on TV, it took so much strength to not spoil this even further especially with a lot of Eurovision mutuals on Twitter.

To be fair, there were teasers of a "famous person appearance" for the Grand Final, and knowing Eurovision it could have been literally anyone. Truly I was talking shit when I tweeted this a month before the Grand Final, but I guess I sort of manifested it:

So that happened. That was. an unforgettable experience that I'll never get in any other Eurovision, if I ever get the chance to go again. I had my eyes on him the entire time and it was so wonderful. And if you've read this far down, thank you for bearing with me!

A footnote re: Eurovision 2024 - all the real Eurofans aren’t supporting it unless they ban ******. We’ve been keeping up with national selections, we know which artists are pressuring their broadcasters to step up. I’ve said it here before that because of this my interest in this (and QAL… it’s been difficult) has been fading. So I want EBU to take action, I truly hope they do, but until then I probably won’t watch this year. Never supported ****** in my history of being a Eurofan and never will. Let’s do what we can and donate.

[tqngerine]

stay in the middle — profiles: drama kids

SYNOPSIS: Huening Kai would do anything for his best friend Taehyun, and this one small favor is no exception. It appears that Kai’s fellow campus journalist Y/N has caught his attention, and Taehyun needs help connecting to them. Befriending someone outside of his small social circle wasn’t something Kai did often, but he comes to find that it’s easy to get close to Y/N—maybe even getting a little too close.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Y/N [yns_pen]

Features writer for student publication The Hybe Times, member of the theater club, and overall life romanticizer. When they’re not busy fulfilling any of these roles, they’re laughing with Soobin and Beomgyu or scribbling down ideas wherever. Their friends like to joke about how their hand is permanently glued to a pen.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Soobin [binniebunny]

Currently living the theater kid dream as a former big Hamilton fan (don’t tell anyone, though, he has a hot campus crush persona to keep up). Although he often teases, his friends find it comfortable to seek his advice because of how amiable his personality is. The de facto leader of the group.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Beomgyu [beombeombeom]

The group’s designated initiator of plans and #1 cookie consultant. A silly goofy man, hence why people refuse to believe he can act seriously. But he can and it blows people away whenever he’s on stage. Because he’s always on the move, his energy may seem overwhelming but he’s actually truly warm and comforting.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ additional notes

The trio were formed during their first day in theater club. It started with Beomgyu whispering jokes to his seatmates and the three of them laughing at each other until the club heads scolded them. They have been inseparable since.

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[bhsiwoo]

heylo again! this is xydo (juyeon's mun) bringing you my second muse and oldest son, jeong siwoo, the owner of eternity. he's a bit more on the tragic side of my muse spectrum but i hope you love him as much as i do! read under cut for more info and hit the like button if you'd be keen to interact!

dossier / bio / plot / moodboard

BASICS !

jeong siwoo, thirty years old, a widow of three years now and the famous owner of eternity.

he is someone who knows and is well aware of his growing entrepreneurship and wealth amongst society. needless to say, he doesn't fear the main three house but that doesn't mean he wants to fuck around with them. he draws a professional line with the three houses (or basically anyone per say) and does not have any interpersonal relationships with anyone from those household, mainly because it saves him the headache of any unwarranted drama. he does however enjoy tea ceremonies hosted by yeon and is well aware of who is behind yeon but doesn't snitch due to their mutual business relationships (siwoo enjoys teas and tea ceremonies but offers no gossips. yeon gets to host his ceremonies at eternity's private room in exchange).

tw / death. he was in an arranged marriage with his now deceased wife when they were both twenty four and twenty five respectively. despite it being arranged, they were both very much in love. his belated wife passed away just roughly two years into their marriage from being medically poisoned. she was also in her fifth month term of pregnancy.

in present time, he's being pressured to remarry so that there's an heir to inherit eternity but siwoo has no plans to remarry anyone due to his deep infatuation and remorse over his belated wife. instead, he's secretly seeking for adoption of a possible heir or to bring in a mentee whom he will name as an heir. (wanted connection!)

backgrounds on eternity: siwoo was in his late seventeen when he inherited the no name hotel from his late father, leaving him an orphan as well. the no name hotel is then revamped by seventeen year old siwoo who then renamed it to be [eternity]. it's a miracle how eternity managed to get its fame that there were rumors that siwoo had been associated to shamans, people who practice dark magic/supernatural beings, or even that he lured people to his property. others have said that when a nearby prince who had been undercover/traveling to beonhwa had fallen sick, it was whatever is going on at eternity that the royalty recuperated well. no one truly had known how eternity had got its fame especially after the change in reign, and siwoo refuses to budge when prompted or asked to comment on the rumors. what matters now is that the reservation list will always be occupied and unless you know siwoo personally, one may have to wait even over a year to be able to stay at eternity for even just a day.

INTERACTIONS !

siwoo can be found in formal events amongst the main houses, or even cultural/private events that is hosted by the orchid opera houses. he hates attending formal events but has to 'show his face' out of courtesy when required, whereas he enjoys the later since his late wife was fond of performances, particularly involving traditional korean instruments. it would be nice to write a plot where he gets called out on attending formal events where he shows his disdain as much as he hides it, or alternatively if y our muse and him would somehow always be seatmates for shows at the opera house!

honorable guests at eternity. while he owns it, it doesn't necessarily mean he's there 24/7; trusting his management and staff well for things to be in control. finding him there is a sort of an honor which your muse is bestowed? casual conversation, or even attempts of flirts (for muses above twenty seven) ensues? alternatively: he gets mistaken as a guest in his own busi and your muse thinks he's a tourist, hence an impromptu travel guide around beonhwa

someone who looks up to him and wants him to be a mentor or sort (without the naming of heir part)

down the line, a possible fling or someone he has fwb with (for muses that are 27-30), will have to work on trust and chemistry for this

alternative take, your muse having a harmless crush on him that's definitely one-sided and won't be reciprocated by siwoo if you want to sign your muse up for some angst

someone he has business-to-societal benefits with. your muse who makes an appearance with him as his plus one to boost their own name/social standing while he gets insight on the main family/things that could boost eternity's standing and profit.

someone who constantly sees him by the beach alone, wondering why he comes here so often to stare at the scenery before leaving without doing anything in particular) a rather personal angst plot which involves talks of death

someone who thinks of him as a friend? and alternatively, a take where they no longer are friends especially after his late wife passed.

maybe someone who visually resembles his wife a lot and that makes him delirious in a way? (don't particularly need to be a romance connection) but will def go for the angst route

someone from the main house that he works with for a mutual benefit relationship with between siwoo helping the house and them helping with eternity's fame and profit