#tag me more in these pls ahahah

[bbyjackie]

𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘'𝐒 𝐆𝐅 — ♡

one piece social media + dating feat: luffy

♡ liked by trafalgar_d.law, ace and 3.1k others

_ynln: told me to turn around and all i hear is "ARGHH PUNK GIBSON I AM JAGGYYY"

tagged: p1rateking_luffy

trafalgar_d.law: yn is so real for posting this (liked by _ynln)

lovenami: NO LUFFY DON'T GET US INTO BEEF W OTHER CREWS 👹👹

↳ p1rateking_luffy: Nah I'm not scared, I got that DAWGG in me 💪💪

↳ _ynln: LMFAO LUF WHO TAUGHT YOU TO SAY THAT 😭

↳ p1rateking_luffy: Ace told me to say it!

↳ ace: ONGGG THATS MY BROTHER 🥱☝️☝️

CAPTAIN.KIIIID: YOU STYPU11D FUCKIGN MONEKEY TAHST A SHIT IMEPSONATION SHITHEAD

↳ trafalgar_d.law: your lack of ability to spell scares me

↳ killerrr: ngl he got you there kid

↳ CAPTAIN.KIIIID: SHYT UP TRADFALGAR

↳ CAPTAIN.KIIIID: WHIS SIDE ARW YOU ON

↳ _ynln: give kid some credit, only one of his hands got touch recognition (liked by trafalgar_d.law, ace)

↳ ace: LMFSOO

↳ sogekingg.usopp: 💀💀

↳ lovenami: PLS YN I WANT TO LIVE PEACEFULLY

↳ p1rateking_luffy: yn you're funny!!

♡ liked by p1rateking_luffy, saaaa_bo and 2.6k others

_ynln: ick: guys that eat like their food is gonna run away

tagged: p1rateking_luffy

theroronoa.zoro: proceeds to date a guy that eats like their food is gonna run away

↳ _ynln: i can look past the ick 🤭🤭

lovenami: SOO TRUE like no one's gonna take it from you, calm down hoover mouth 😭

↳ blackleg.sanji: nami san just so you know i am trained in dinner etiquette 💞💕❤️❤️‍🔥

↳ sogekingg.usopp: literally who asked 💀

p1rateking_luffy: What does ick mean?

↳ boahancock: Luffy you look so cute when you eat 🥰🥰 (liked by _ynln)

↳ lovenami: get u a girl like yn that wouldn't flip shit at what boa said (liked by nicorobin)

↳ _ynln: it means I Crush on Kind people

↳ p1rateking_luffy: THANKS YN 😁

↳ lovenami: PLEASE 😭

↳ CAPTAIN.KIIIID: 💀💀

↳ sogekingg.usopp: 💀💀

♡ liked by ilovecottoncandychopper, saaaa_bo and 6.7k others

p1rateking_luffy: yn gives me the ICK ❤️

tagged: _ynln

sogekingg.usopp: LMFAOO @_ynln

lovenami: THE CAPTION @_ynln 💀💀

CAPTAIN.KIIIID: AHUAHHAAH

saaaa_bo: LUFFY NO 😭😭

↳ ace: LUFFY YES AHAHAH

↳ saaaa_bo: ACE STOP BEING AN INSTIGATOR

theroronoa.zoro: oh god

↳ blackleg.sanji: there's no way that HE is the one with a girlfriend 😐😐

↳ theroronoa.zoro: tbf i get luffy with a girl more than u 🥱🥱

_ynln: 🤨

↳ p1rateking_luffy: You're my ICK yn! ❤️❤️(liked by sogekingg.usopp, lovenami, CAPTAIN.KIIIID, trafalgar_d.law, FRAAANKY, SOULKING, ace)

♡ liked by p1rateking_luffy, jinbe and 3.5k others

_ynln: 2️⃣ icks

tagged: p1rateking_luffy

p1rateking_luffy: SORRY HEHE

p1rateking_luffy: LOVE YOU YN

↳ _ynln: 🫤💞

blackleg.sanji: how does he manage to screw up and STILL have yn 😩😩

↳ sogekingg.usopp: keep ur head up king 🤕🤕

lovenami: that’s at least 200,000 berries for no photo credits 😙

↳ _ynln: WTF NAMI YK I DONT HAVE THAT KIND OF MONEY 😭😭

↳ lovenami: that’s MINIMUM. i had to third wheel you guys for three hours, i need money for therapy 🥱🥱

[bloopitynoot]

Reading SVSSS: Bonus- Chapter 29

For those who don't know, I am reading SVSSS for the first time and sharing my thoughts!

If you have not read it, there will be spoilers! Consider this a warning.

Also- if you want to follow along, I am aiming to post updates daily. You can find all the posts in the tag bloopitynoot reads SVSSS. You can also check out the intro post for context on my read.

Thank fuck it's saturday and I have nothing to do because it has been a busy time!

Today I have a sad protein shake (because I bought an entire container of it and I WILL use it all even though it is deeply unpleasant). I've got cute little pumpkins though?

Alright- let's get into this absolute disaster of a chapter LOL.

Pre chapter reading thoughts based on the title: I have been WAITING the entire book for this moment. I can't wait to start this omg.

I'm SCREAMING. I thought this was going to be the actual story/song but instead it's just them reading porn about themselves. ahahah pp305-306

Good for SQQ for being pissed on Binghe's behalf! The author of that story wrote smut about an underage kid with an adult yeah that is very fucked. p306

"flirtation in the water prison" I'm wheezing at this chapter title. p308

Jesus. If anyone thought there was even a bit of truth to this story... I can see why people were shaken when they found out the two were actually together. (the cultivators/gentry being upset- not so much the common people). p309

Also. the fact that SQQ is not upset at the graphic scene where consent is very dubious (if there is any at all) but rather he's upset at the fact that the crying is unrealistic LOL it would NEVER be him but LBH who would be sobbing during sex. p309

omg. and the necrophilia. p311 This is everything I feared the actual story would be.

not related to chis chapter but a reflection on other chapters LOL Tianlang-jun fucking LOVED this story and now that I know what is in it- WHAT THE FUCK LOL. He was just over there straight up reading the most unholy porn about his kid being like "aww that's nice"

Dang this story is really just about these two exploring every kink and taboo sex act while SQQ get's repeatedly railed. p314

omg I can't. This is not "instructional material" pls omg. Someone in this time must have made actual manuals/educational material this baby can study. this isn't it. pp314-315

oh god. Not Bingqiu pt 2; electric boogaloo. Where the second book is worse than the first. p315

If I had an eject button, I would hit it right now. Fact about me- one of my undergrad majors was in sexuality and I-; 1. pls let that not be actual wine because this man is about to see god with how drunk he will be. 2. GLSS!! especially GLASS NOT BUILT TO BE IN A BODY. 3. ALWAYS USE A FLARED BASE. I AM SO SCARED RN. pp216-317

SQQ and I have the same question "You..what exactly did you read?" p322

What the fuck

That was more of an experience I wanted for 9am on a Saturday.

[musicalpancakes77]

Hello hello, I've been tagged by @indigowallbreaker for a fun WIP meme :] Figured I'd do it while the tag was still fresh before I'd forget LMAO

RULES: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

This is about to be so funny and obscure because some of these titles are incomprehensible without context LMAOOO I have a few different wips (some are. half abandoned,,, i love them all very much and im so determined to come back to them or rework them someday), but let's start with Ace Attorney:

MMmmmmnesia

Shenanigans of Lady S

GHOST AU GHOST AU

Prosecutor Sibs AU uwu

Ahahah That Other AA Idea I Had

I told myself I wouldn't but here it is LETS GO BOYS

For Professor Layton, the fandom that surprisingly got a large number of Active wips from me:

Besties the House Arrest AU

PL Soulmates bc there isn't ENOUGH

PAPERCLIP LOVERS UNITE

Ranlay Attempt?? Eh???

PL Christmas fic because we ARE Desmond simps yes I'll write this fuck you

A very brief shout out to my outline of a Ghost Trick fic (which I've spoiled part of the title for because of literal spoiler reasons. im not spoiling anyone on this game are you kidding me?? oooo you want to play ghost trick so bad oooo!!!):

World's Most Haunted *** Moments

I'm not really counting them, but shout out to my active Lazytown fic that I SWEAR IM WORKING ON I SWEAR IT I AM IT WILL BE DONE THIS YEAR that goes by the name "Past LT somethin somethin" and my first fanfic's rewrite that is barely considered a wip to me that is named "I'll Leave AGAIN", and lastly a blank document for a BNHA Toshinori Yagi fic that I meant to get around to but never did beyond titling it "BNHA Good Toshi Fic if I Ever Get Around to It" :)

I do not know that many people- or more accurately idk how many people I know who are actively working on something- so I will tag the few people I know for sure who are writing and who may have wips! If I didn't tag you but you'd really like to do this, go ahead, you've officially been tagged 💕

@4ragon @rivalsforlife @xbydefault @nebul-anna (I think you just got tagged for this?? sorry if you did LMAO) @transannabeth (if this isn't the blog name you normally do these kinds of memes on, then sorry! 😭 Took a shot in the dark!) @jfkisonthemoon @ibroughtyoumybullets-ningy

[borathae]

Chapter 4

ooh looks like he is a gentleman

You can see it in the way he looks at his knees ever so often. dont tell me he slept

HE DID AHAHAH PLS this is peak comedy for me, idk i had this image of "ooh mysterious ancient being, must find sleep, and other stuff as something for the weak", basically a grandpa on him. (i see yoongi like that from reading the drabbles, but now that im reading it, tae felt like that in 1st chapter lol)

Of course not, I was merely resting my eyes” ofc i believe you, u were having a meditating/communicating with your ancestors moment

As if he doesn’t even notice his hand touching you the way it does. STOP I LITERALLY DIE EVERYTIME THIS HAPPENS WHEN IM READING LIKE AAAAAH *bites, slaps, giggles, fans myself, pretends to be dead soo much ah

Your chest heaves up and down in a heavy breath, your legs parting slightly. sis is gone already. mood

Come go with me. I SAID I HAVE NO TIME HEE HEE

Taehyung placed his hand on your thigh instead. OH NO HE IS GETTING DANGEROUS

Your nails dig into the edge of the seat, her: (literally made it, if only i had this devotion in my studies 😭)

Taehyung’s delight as another smirk washes over his face. He stops moving, the only sensation he allows you to feel is his big, warm hand against your inner thigh SDTOP I CANT HANDLE HIS ASS I CAN ALREADY IMAGINE THE FAKE GUM CHEWING AAAH

Tapping on your inner thigh rhythmical AAAAH WE MUST STAY FOCUSED BROTHER

Stay, fellow, I can read. I DOUBT I CAN IM LOSING MY SANITU

“Are you alright?�� he rasps DO U THINK IM OK?????

My master’s. THAT FAST?? really said wanna see some speed?

You whine at the loss of touch, pulling at his necktie. PULLING NECKTIE WWWOOOO IM SQUIRTING

The door, which normally always squeaks, opens silently when Taehyung opens it mythical being or has strict parents pt 3 (pt 2 during the date)

I want to devour you.” yn my love, what if he actually does 😭(missed the vore tag on ao3 once and i have ptsd from that)

You’ll probably call me crazy but I named all of my houseplants after famous painters TAE MOVE UR ASS, SHE'S MINE WE ARE MARRIED BYE

Just mere seconds ago it felt like he wanted to devour you whole and now here he is, as patient as ever.  i take that back, we can be a throuple

I didn’t even hear you come outside mythical being or has strict parents pt 4

It’s one of those weirdly dishonest smiles again. maybe he is in lactose intolerant and is worried destroying ur toilet with the volcanic diarrhea

It makes you look so perfectly alive." THATS EXACTLY WHAT A VAMPIRE WOULD SAY. i would have said that tho lol

I guess you are right. What a silly thing for me to say."  OFC ITS VERY SILLY CUZ U IS MR.DRACULA

“Actually this is just a myth some misogynistic doctors made up in the sixteenth century to shame women for having sex”, SLAY now marry me

“so enjoy it ___ for as long and as passionate as you can.” THATS WHAT A GRANDPA WOULD SAY or A VAMPIRE

I am glad that you aren’t pretending with me hold ur horses he didnt say he is 95% honest, also the 5% could be more shocking than the 95%

swirling the tea in his cup with a flick of his wrist. LOOK AT DA FLICKA DA WRIST

My dream is to own a really big greenhouse. THE GARDEN IN THE DRABBLE

“you’re not having a heart attack, are you?” damn grandpa is dying (im sorry i had to)

OH SHIT WHATS GOING ON?? did she put some anti-mythical being stuff in the tea?

0-100 real quick

she is so cute im feeling it soo well, you wrote those parts well. it made me feel like im intruding them

Throw it on the floor *starts throwing it back Tae: i meant the tie me: oh sorry, silly me

that wasnt me, that was the demons bye

He has a really nice spine, my bestie to me - your spine is ... um how do i put it to words, spines very well. i will definitely count them for anatomy 💀💀LIKE STOP AT LEAST ITS BETTER COMPARED TO 4TH GRADE

thankfully Taehyung can’t read minds because this was one silly thought. you sure about that? u sure about that??👀👀

OH MY GOD HE IS IRRESISTIBLE LIKE STOP JUST AAAAH

Dearmotherofchrist what the hell? Okay, goodbye cruel world this is how you will die. PLS 😭😭

This is madness. Heaven. ME AT YOU POOKIE

besides, we have many more occasions to practice your stamina SUCH A TEASE AAH

im sick and feeling cold. guess who isnt cold anymore cuz they are reading a smexy, gobsmacking as usual smut by THE MOMMY, SIBI?? ME YALL. a hoe(mentally) doesnt get cold, until they get runny nose.

don’t rip it because this cost like forty bucks” WE LOVE REALISTIC SMUT HERE

He scissors them, fucking in and out of you slowly. His teeth craze over your nipple before he bites down. poeple died sir I DIED

During class, on the bus, whilst talking to people. same here girly pop, relatable after reading smut

watching you be like this drives me crazy I AM CRAZY

me: i hope i dont fall him: he praises me: ana oop

It is a stupid name, but it has never been more accurate than tonight. no it aint stupid when true af

"Hold me"..“That’s it, draw me in deeper. Keep me there” bye i will be jumping off the cliff(my bed's name)

seven matches this soo well, cuz its sexy but very romantic

that was too hot until u think (wait this is bts songs in a nutshell)

 oh boi tae is just trying feel humanity, life, and the whole "live in the moment", "yolo" by asking to hold closer and feel what she is feeling

horny - sad real quick. (bts albums and playlists be like)

Sex is merely a wonderful byproduct from being with you. You have truly bewitched me, body and soul” this is too good holy fuck

reminds me of blood sweat and tears lines and the whole mood is hold me tight

they are soo cute, being all warm and cozy with each other.

shitting tears as we speak bye,

the emotions were emotioning, smut smuting (do i even have to say about this anymore lol) i love how your smut isnt just focused on sexy parts, emotionally, yes very much connected and love it and also shows other parts, like its soo easy to have the entire view from pillow to toes, with lil frames with focused parts.

now that we still havent seen 2seokkook, its making more nervous like

EXCUSE ME??GOOGLE JUST VIOLATED ME 💀

HE DID AHAHAH PLS this is peak comedy for me, idk i had this image of "ooh mysterious ancient being, must find sleep, and other stuff as something for the weak", basically a grandpa on him. (i see yoongi like that from reading the drabbles, but now that im reading it, tae felt like that in 1st chapter lol)

this is actually so funny HAHHAHAH he is always acting like such a well-put mysterious man and then he is sleeping in class BHAHAHAHAH

As if he doesn’t even notice his hand touching you the way it does. STOP I LITERALLY DIE EVERYTIME THIS HAPPENS WHEN IM READING LIKE AAAAAH *bites, slaps, giggles, fans myself, pretends to be dead soo much ah

this is so valid HE IS SO HOT LIKE SIR PLEASE FADNFDSN

Taehyung’s delight as another smirk washes over his face. He stops moving, the only sensation he allows you to feel is his big, warm hand against your inner thigh SDTOP I CANT HANDLE HIS ASS I CAN ALREADY IMAGINE THE FAKE GUM CHEWING AAAH

the gum chewing pisses me off with any other person BUT ITS SO HOT WHEN HE DOES IT LIKE PLEASE KEEP DOING IT SIR IMMA SUCK YOUR COCK

You whine at the loss of touch, pulling at his necktie. PULLING NECKTIE WWWOOOO IM SQUIRTING

jajdfj valid.

I want to devour you.” yn my love, what if he actually does 😭(missed the vore tag on ao3 once and i have ptsd from that)

NO BUT WHAT IF??? oh god hahhaha I feel you I once missed the impregnation tag and actually triggered myself when he started speaking about putting babies in her like BACK OFF ILL BITE YOUR BALLS OFF

It’s one of those weirdly dishonest smiles again. maybe he is in lactose intolerant and is worried destroying ur toilet with the volcanic diarrhea

PLEASE hhahahhaha this would be so iconic of him tbfh

“Actually this is just a myth some misogynistic doctors made up in the sixteenth century to shame women for having sex”, SLAY now marry me

he is SO HOT I need him to fuc-

My dream is to own a really big greenhouse. THE GARDEN IN THE DRABBLE

👀👀👀👀

OH SHIT WHATS GOING ON?? did she put some anti-mythical being stuff in the tea?

THAT IS A VERY GOOD QUESTION INDEED

He has a really nice spine, my bestie to me - your spine is ... um how do i put it to words, spines very well. i will definitely count them for anatomy 💀💀LIKE STOP AT LEAST ITS BETTER COMPARED TO 4TH GRADE

LISTEN. don't judge me but I genuinely think that spines (inside the body where they're supposed to be) can be so sexy like if someone has a nice spine I just wanna trace and lick and kiss and touch it like-

thankfully Taehyung can’t read minds because this was one silly thought. you sure about that? u sure about that??👀👀

THE RIGHT QUESTION INDEED

im sick and feeling cold. guess who isnt cold anymore cuz they are reading a smexy, gobsmacking as usual smut by THE MOMMY, SIBI?? ME YALL. a hoe(mentally) doesnt get cold, until they get runny nose.

I gain ten years of life each time one of you calls me Mommy HAHHAHA like yes I am indeed mother HFAHDSF

don’t rip it because this cost like forty bucks” WE LOVE REALISTIC SMUT HERE

BAHHAHAHAH I LOVE REALISM

me: i hope i dont fall him: he praises me: ana oop

BITCH (affectionate) SAME HOLY FUCK praise works so well with me like it got me thinking about the person for the next five weeks for real

 oh boi tae is just trying feel humanity, life, and the whole "live in the moment", "yolo" by asking to hold closer and feel what she is feeling

*sobs*

reminds me of blood sweat and tears lines and the whole mood is hold me tight

OMFG I LOVE THIS THANK YOU

shitting tears as we speak bye,

hahahhaa shitting tears jfadsjf

the emotions were emotioning, smut smuting (do i even have to say about this anymore lol) i love how your smut isnt just focused on sexy parts, emotionally, yes very much connected and love it and also shows other parts, like its soo easy to have the entire view from pillow to toes, with lil frames with focused parts.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SAYING THIS!!! that's exactly what I want most of my smut to be for 😭😭😭

[aisy15-chan]

Alive human Side AU concepts moment

Hi! Hi!, I have many concepts of Alive human side AU but lazy to draw it, I have other bad brainrots on other fandom sorry for not being active on Phandom but I will show you how many concepts and plots this AU has

A poll for…

Oh god I made a poll just to defend whether or not calling Alive human!Danny in AU as Soot permanently or not- I'm still calling Alive human!Danny as Soot is here to prevent confusion ahahah 👍

Relationship with Clockwork

So after reading a fanfic & knowing that motive and how Clockwork changes the timeline…

I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT A CLOCKWORK TO GIVE DANNO 'A LESSON' OH MY GOD- DANNY WAS JUST 14 YEARS OLD AND NAIVE AND THE CLOCKWORK TRAUMATED HIM IN THE WORST WAY EVER-!!

So- for how many reasons does Soot hate ClockWork so much. He hated how Clockwork made a younger version of him go through such a horrific traumatic experience by having him fight Dan only to create a branching timeline where Dan didn't exist.

Rationality and morality Soot doesn't like and is very much against clockwork's decisions sounding very selfish just to teach his younger version a 'lesson', Danny is naive and very stressed with exams he just needs to be given enough motivation and support to not cheat and also not to let damn nasty burger sauce from exploding… Soot always thinks why Clockwork doesn't help him or something? He can still save his timeline from Dan with how much help he can defeat Dan then get back to get half of his ghosts back & anyrhing will be okey but it never happen he feels unfair… plus now Dan is kind of symbolic of the 'Paradox' now because he exists outside of the timeline and that makes Clockwork's actions is more like a fatal failure for him.

Beta concept

At first I wanted Soot to return to the timeline that Soot changed & disguised himself as someone who works at Fenton Works… This is really the initial concept, the motive here is unknown (because my head is empty thinking about the plot)… But this plot is still can be maintained I think.

I can make fanfic but I doubt I can make it very good, I just made concept for fun… So if you want to use my concept for fanfic I totally okey- just credit me and tag me because I want see and read it 👉👈 hehehehe

relationship with Valerie

I want to focus this AU on Grey Ghost… They deserve more screen time and more development between them.

Soot is somewhat obsessed with being by Valerie side because all these years Soot has felt incomplete, empty & lifeless because his half ghost side is the embodiment of most of his desires… Without it he like walking corspe everday… But when he is with Val something awakens something in him, love? Obsession? Soot doesn't know but he feels alive again when he's with Valerie. On the other hand Valerie is filled with guilt for not being able to prevent the creation of Dan and help Danny, sometimes she tries too hard to be strong and blames herself… When Soot comes to Amity Park to help... Val she feels he is familiar with Soot but she doesn't believe him, she has heard that Soot is a crazy man who blows up something & it bad. But Soot always gets too sticky and it always ends up in them always being together. At end Valerie knows Soot is Danny but she likes this version of Danny too much Soot is charismatic but has no purpose…

Random themes for them (also compatible with c!tntduo if you don't mind) pog-

I want to redesign Alive human!Danny a bit but… Pls… + personal note

I MISS C/Q!TNTDUO!!! I MISS GREY GHOST!!! DEAR GOD— I MISS MY LITTLE MEOW MEOW!! *CRYING* and sorry if i typo guys :'[

[daily-utsu-p]

Utsu-Poll Roundup

Pretty much all the polls went about how I expected, but I'll talk a little bit more about the results under the cut! (And you can see my own votes in the pictures...!)

I am shocked that GALAPAGOS won the favorite album poll. I thought for sure MOKSHA would have had a clean sweep! A close 2nd place isn't bad, but wow, that one really caught me by surprise. I'm not surprised Warufuzake was so low, because while I think it's one of his best, it isn't available for streaming anywhere so it's not as well-known. It is what it is!

The EP poll was basically what I expected, although part of me is a little surprised P ended up winning over DOLL. But I was still happy to see the two classics got the most votes!

I specifically kept the remaster albums in their own poll because I knew GREATEST SHITS would've ended up sweeping a favorite albums poll. Shout out to the singular person who voted for SUPER_SHIBORIKASU_DX though. Stay strong soldier

Votes started petering off with the rest of the polls – The Ohayogozaimas poll only had 23 votes. Congratulations to No-Nonsense for winning~ the choice for me personally was really difficult. I voted for SEISHI but wished I had said Toku ni Nashi.

The Zsasz poll only had 18 votes with Otaku no Uta and Dark Hero tying for the victory. I was a little surprised Percontation Point wasn't more popular, but I guess it's a pretty small sample size... lol

For Sekihan, I pretty much expected IDOLATRY to win over PSYCHODRAMA. So no surprises there. If you didn't vote on this poll because you haven't heard them, omg please go to YouTube and listen to them. Sekihan's voice is so charming and the songs are so unique and amazing and undeniably Utsu-P.

Speaking of "go to YouTube and listen to them", the poll about how everyone usually listens to Utsu-P... omg, you guys. There is SO MUCH bonus Utsu-P content out there. Even just on spotify! There's nothing wrong with preferring his Vocaloid stuff, but if you ever get a chance, I really urge you to seek out his other projects. The Ohayogozaimas retains a classic Utsu-P sound, and Zsasz takes the reigns of his more upbeat and fun tracks. 🥺 pls go listen to zsasz i love my girls so much

... and then the last poll was a finale of all the winners! This one went exactly how you'd expect. GREATEST SHITS took the victory. I'm just happy everything else got at least one vote! Ahahah.

So, that's it! Thanks for playing my silly little polls with me. I'll get back to your regularly scheduled Utsu-Posting as soon as I can, but I've been without internet for the past while. Again. 😮‍💨

Let me know your thoughts on the results in the replies or in the tags!! Or in my inbox. or keep it to yourself that's OK too i guess

[jensrolt]

5 Shows and Some Questions

Rules: Pick 5 shows, then answer the following questions. Tag 10 (or however many) people.

tagged by @mirroroferisedx !! this was fun, thank youuu 🧡

I tag: @sanderdriessen @wtfockman @isakeijjser @sanderdeschryver @driesen-demaury @sanderdriesn @youarematteo @annonymannonym

((oof this got quite long))

Shows!

Élite

Free!

wtfock

Scarlet Heart Ryeo

Violet Evergarden

Who is your favorite character in 2 ((Free!))

kirisHIMA IKUYA MY BABYYYYYY 

Who is your least favorite character in 1 ((Élite))

Malick, oh my god, im sorry but when the boy came on my heart started to boil (my omander ship just sunk after that i’m-)

What is your favorite episode of 4 ((Scarlet Heart Ryeo))?

the first few episodes!! the scene where Hae Soo fights the 10th prince lmfaooooooo, it got so sad at the end :( full of angst, highly recommended.

What is your favorite season of 5 ((Violet Evergarden))?

only one season, gotta read the manga

Who is your favorite couple in 3 ((wtfock))?

robbe and sander

Who is your favorite couple in 2 ((Free!))?

lmfao Haru and the water, + his love for saba

What is your favorite episode of 1 ((Élite))?

UGHHH there are so many, but the one i adore would be Season 3 episode Polo. POETIC CINEMA i tell you, everything coming together is just *chef’s kiss 

((honourable mention to season 2 omander Queendom club scene, loVEE, + Guznadia airport scene + Carmuel, my beloved macaroni couple sharing macaroni))

What is your favorite episode of 5 ((Violet Evergarden))?

Episode 10. Episode 10 holds a very special place in my heart, i’m always crying whenever i watch it

What is your favorite season of 2 ((Free!)?

Season 3!! Dive to the Future, my kirishima boii’s <3

How long have you watched 1 ((Élite))?

Since season 3 came out, quarantine allowed me to binge watch and catch up, took me a wee and a half to catch up?

How did you become interested in 3 ((wtfock))?

ahaa interesting, season 3 was playing, i think it was early into the season and robbe and sander just had their underwater kiss and it was trending. binged watched s1 and s2 and have been here ever since

Who is your favorite actor in 4 ((Scarlet Heart Ryeo))?

IU as Hae Soo, she was getting a lot of backlash on her acting but i honestly think she did great, even better in Persona.

Which do you prefer, 1, 2, or 5 (( Élite, Free! or Violet Evergarden))?

Élite, hands down. Crimes, neon lights and drama? Right up my alley

Which show have you seen more episodes of, 1 or 3 ((Élite or wtfock))?

wtfock, bcs Élite averages 8 episodes per season

If you could be anyone from 4, who would you be ((Scarlet Heart Ryeo))?

if i could be anyone? damn, i’d be hae soo lmaooooo

Would a crossover between 3 and 4 work ((wtfock and Scarlet Heart Ryeo))?

i dont think so bcs of the different time eras, the princes in scarlet heart would be confused lmaooo but imagine rosander/sobbe as forbidden lovers hmm

Pair two characters in 2 who would make an unlikely but strangely okay couple ((Free!))?

Mikoshiba’s sister and Gou, aye aye aye ayeee

Overall, which show has the better storyline, 3 or 5 ((wtfock or Violet Evergarden))

both, it depends on what you want. 

Which has better theme music, 2 or 4 ((Free! or Scarlet Heart Ryeo))?

SCARLET HEART, RIGHT IN THE FEELS

[horanghoe]

home comforts - (VICTON) Seungsik/Hanse/Reader smut

main masterlist

group/members: VICTON  - Seungsik & Hanse

pairing: Reader (loosely fem perspective) x Seungsik x Hanse

genre: heavy smut, fluff, really rough pwp, wouldn’t be me without comfort themes heh, established background relationship with the entire group, implied 7VICTON f*ck buddies, implied idol life for the boys, implied/mentioned member x member,  dacryphilia for the reader (crying due to pleasure = kink), dirty/praise talk, size kink & teasing and flirting between the two boys!

!! minors dni !! warnings below the line !!

word count: 3546

~ Quick A/N~ I know there aren't many VICTON stans / ALICE's in general but there seems to be even less over here on the writeblr kpop space ahahah!!!! but likes/comments/reblogs are still greatly appreciated and keep me motivated! And hey, u may not know the members, but it's a bit of a fun hehe ~ but truthfully, this was an indulgent drabble for the few VICTON fans that it reaches. I luv u, keep shining angels ~ ~ ON THAT NOTE ~ I wanted to forcefully tag @flowerboykun >:] due to being the reason I (1) discovered the group (2) fell in love w gender icon Hanse and (3) further became an alice <3 ily mimi

~ & a special thanks to my pals & beta readers ~ @gyukult - @slightlymore - @raibebe - @kthpurplesyou - @sanjoongie MY BELOVED <33 - and my fav alice hehe @atiny-piratequeen

Music to listen to while reading ♡ (in no particular order)

Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby - (Cigarettes After Sex)

BTBT - B.I & Soulja Boy ft. DeVita

Say It - Flume, Tove Lo

Sweet - Brockhampton

Late Night Talking - Harry Styles

Blow - Jackson Wang

Heart Burn - SUNMI

Fever - ENHYPEN

my type - brb.

Freaky Deaky - Tyga, Doja Cat

Slow Motion - AMARIA BB

Best Lover - 88rising, BIBI

T/W’s : Heavy three-way smut. Stuff happens between the boys (member x member x reader) but is not intense. Power dynamics are for you the reader to decide. Light restriction. Voyeurism. Dirty/praise talk, size kink. If you squint there’s a praise kink in there (definitely not a self-insert lkasdjmfdks). Dacryphilia. Reader doesn’t orgasm per say, but hits peak arousal from penetration >;) All safe and consented ~ just happy filth <3 Enjoy

(Pls dm me if you would like a trigger warning added ♡ )

Seungsik’s large hands pressed heavily at the curve of your hips, pushing you to lay even further flat onto the counter with your hands underneath you. Your palms spread wide against the counter's cool surface, face contorted into pleasure.

Each outward drag and push inwards against your tight walls caused you to whine, quickly falling apart despite your best intentions. 

“Breathe, babe.” Seungsik laughed sweetly, slowing to rock against you. “You’re so tight.”

You heaved a breath, releasing a breath as your body relaxed its grip on him slowly and with every shallow jut into your guts. Your thighs jumped at a sudden shallow thrust, Seungsik snickering behind you. His hand kneaded at your ass before leaning ever so slightly over your smaller frame to mumble against your cheek.

“Gotta stay quiet if you don’t want Hannie to notice, baby.”

“I know, dammit!! ” You cried out breathlessly. Dropping your torso and forehead to the counter with a choked sob.

Seungsik chuckled behind you, hands back in position as he set a slow, heavy pace fucking directly into you as he pressed your stomach firmly into the counter. With his tall frame, his hips stayed at fuck-height to the counter, and the downward pressure of his arms caused the soft of your belly to press his dick tighter into you; lewd sloppy sounds unmistakable as you felt him in the pit of your stomach, your mind forcing you to imagine his length pushing up against your lungs.

“Seungie, fuck - ah- so deep - fuck, ngh -”

“Shhh, baby, you’re so loud, fuck.” He shushed your high pitched whines through an airy laugh. But the longer his steady pace lasted - pulling out and dragging back in at a far-too-lazy speed - the more broken and drawn out your moans became. 

“Seungie - please - faster -” The pitch of your voice hit an all-new high, making Seungsik grunt softly, pressing your hips to keep them steady as you twitched in greed.

It was up until this point that Hanse had been minding his extremely peaceful and otherwise private, business.

The open space in the centre of the dorm left a lot of people’s doings out in the open; privacy being a precious and rare currency around here. 

The kitchen was reasonably large with a kitchen island in the centre that separated the smooth tiles from the carpeted open room of a lounge. 

In which, Hanse had been resting. With his head and spirit buried deep into lyric forming and rap-making. Tapping out beats from his head with a pencil onto his notebook. Humming to himself as he listened to a multitude of songs, writing then re-writing lines until he was content.

In the brief moment where his mind wandered to the area around him and his music waned between albums - your patterned gasps drifted into Hanse’s cognizance and he had to will every cell in his body not to spin around immediately.

Attempting to calmly assess the situation, he made a choice not to change his position - if you truly were … doing something behind him, then he didn’t want to spook you. And mostly, he was intrigued.

Truthfully, the 8 of you fucked like rabbits. 

And so he wasn’t unused to those beautiful, song-worthy notes, just a little surprised and disturbed to hear you doing shit in the kitchen of all places. And, right behind him…

With slow hands and delicate movements, Hanse moved very slightly to pull his sound-cancelling headphones away and onto his cheek.

But they didn’t stay there for very long. 

Hanse’s eyes drifted to the table in front of him.

The water in his glass was wobbling.

With a scrunched nose - somewhere between humour, disgust and annoyance - Hanse removed his earphones completely, moving to turn the 90-degree spinning chair just to the edge, facing the two of you.

With Seungsik’s head thrown back and his soft grunts muffled by his bottom lip stuck between his teeth, you were the first to notice Hanse’s puzzled expression and stiff defensive posture.

In a sentence: he was riled up. Hard as wood and huffy as hell.

But you knew it wouldn’t last; moaning openly now that you had been found out, biting against your fingers with his name forming on your lips before you could help yourself.

He shifted in his seat, arms crossed over his chest with his head tilted as he watched you. But his expression was gentle. He could never be truly angry with you. Especially when you whimpered so beautifully for him. Your eyebrows pinching with each thrust, voice flowing in high-lilted tight gasps, torso rocking gently and your fingers reaching out ever so slightly towards him.

“You’re so fucking loud, babe - I swear, you truly want us to get caught - maybe you enjoy being used like a fuck-toy, sure seems like it right now…” Seungsik groaned as his eyes shut, gripping one ass cheek in each hand as he switched up his pace, head down with a concentration that wiped Hanse from existence.

Hanse may not be able to stay pissed at you, but he sure as hell had the capability to become insatiably annoyed at the large-horny-puppy-male behind you, ploughing into you like no tomorrow.

“Are. You. Fucking. Kidding me. Kang Seung-sik. You’re insufferable. Seungwoo is going to beat your ass if he catches you.”

Seungsiks heart jumped up and into his throat, hips jutting a yelp out of you before blinking at his younger flatmate with a quickly forming grin and snicker. 

“Hello to you too, Hanse Do.”

If Hanse had hackles, they would be raised.

“In the fucking kitchen - of all places, Sik?”

Seungsik simply snickered, securing the curve of your spine again with one hand before looking back up with his tongue against the corner of his mouth and head thrown back. 

“Like you didn’t do anal on the sofa last week?”

He didn’t miss the wobble of Hanse’s adam’s apple or the twitch in his leg. 

Seungsik reached to delicately comb some hairs from your neck to leave a kiss, before returning as he was before. 

Hanse wanted to kiss - punch - that smirk straight off his elders' face.

“We eat on there! You fuck!” Hanse cried, smothering his face in frustration.

You moaned softly in thanks to the scattered kisses placed on your shoulder blades and curled your arms into yourself. Washed from head to toe in buzzing warmth. Hanse’s eyes met you with a softened brow before Seungsik’s voice pulled him back.

“If you can eat out Chan’s ass on that leather sofa, I am fully within my rights to fuck our pretty angel on the kitchen island. Sorry, I don’t make the rules, babe.”

Hanse gripped the armchair with a disgruntled noise. You couldn’t see his face, but you could feel his aura like a cat ready to pounce. But in true Hanse nature; he laboured a calming breath that lasted four strokes, choosing to glare up at the male with fury behind his eyes, instead of enacting physical violence. Though, it was considered.

“Just - hurry up and finish off before they get back from rehearsals. I’m not explaining to Sejun why your cum is all over a random communal countertop, again, Seun.”

“Again?” Seungsik scoffed, biting his gums as his hips twitched, slowing his pace to resist cumming too quickly. “You literally refused to swallow.”

Hanse sucked at his teeth in a sharp noise of annoyance. Shuffling to kick his feet up onto the table in front of him. Breathing away his irritation and combing through the long neck-length hairs of his black mullet.

“Woo will beat you into next week if he catches you.” Hanse’s sly cat eyes met Seungsik’s, a spark of competition forming as the elder squinted over at him.

“You’d love to see it.”

Hanse chose not to respond.

The silence instead was permeated by your sniffles, forehead against the counter and whimpers accompanying the friction of your bare chest on the countertop. Skin slapping against skin and the smell of sex saturating the air. 

“Seunie -” You whimpered, fucked dumb and breathless. “It hurts so good…”

Seungsik slowed to shush you, sliding his hand over the back of your palm on the counter to interlock his fingers between yours. His large palm hid your hand and his chest stayed at your back for a moment, letting you catch a break to kiss at the nape of your neck and bite at your ear. Your heart fluttered deep in your core as he leaned back, hissing at the newly presumed pace.

“Easy, angel. Not yet. Let Han catch up, hmm? He’s aching to join in, look at him.” 

Hanse’s jaw ticked at your soft sighs, and how attentive he knew Seungsik to be in an intimate setting. He was proving to annoy Hanse through second-hand kindness; pulling up to stare at the younger male, moaning airily through open lips.

And as Hanse considered the shame of what he so desperately wanted to do next; his older band member provoked him further.

“How long have you even been watching, Do? Such a perv.” Hanse’s sharp eyes remained unmoved, his face entirely clear of amusement.

Seungsik released a slight chuckle before a teasing statement that made the younger male moan shyly out loud. You smiled against the cold counter, squeezing enough for Seungsik to swipe very weakly at your backside.

“You love catching us just as much as our precious angel here loves being caught." His smugness showed even between laboured breaths, his grin as evident as the sweat in his hairline from the effort not to plough you into oblivion. 

“Could’ve - said something, Han. Instead of watching like a damn pervert.”

Hanse was surely made of spiritual bricks and mortar. 

Choosing to remain stubborn and resist the elders' teasing, even if his cock throbbed painfully. 

He only wavered at your fucked out expression; Seungsik’s grip on your scalp making you cry out dumbly, letting him pull you up for Hanse to see, and knowing you loved the way it burned.

“Wanna leave a review, Han? Seems like you’re enjoying the show.” At this point, your legs were shaking from an elongated build-up - not even searching for an orgasm, but being driven to tears via the quick snaps of his newly inspired hips into your soaked entrance and throbbing core.

Even despite the new speed, you tried your best to bite at your gums and swollen lips, sighing as the boys bickered above you. They fucked. And you had all openly experimented with your dacryphilia kink as couples. So your sniffles were radio buzzing to the bickering between the boys. 

“Do one, asshat. I’m purely loathing over all the shit I’ll have to disinfect when you’re done fucking Y/N with no rubber in the middle of the kitchen island, is all.”

Seungsik dropped your head as soon as the first tear fell; allowing you to fall over the edge under two sets of eyes. 

Hanse almost creamed his pants as your beauty was painted by sin, just for him to spectate; your tear dropped onto the counter in one solid drip, which proved enough for his brain to fuzz over momentarily and cock to throb even harder in his sweats.

“You sure? Pretty sure you’re just mad you’re not tall enough to rail someone on the counter without a kick-step. It’s giving -” Seungsik groaned softly, before huffing out the last of his teasing sentence, thrown off by your loud whine and shifting hips.

 “- terribly pitiful short guy syndrome ~”

“You’re full of shit!” Hanse laughed immediately, momentarily breaking the tension. But he re-centred with a heavy gaze and finally moved to press his palms against his clothed cock with a groan.

“I’m literally less than an inch shorter than you, asshole - I simply do not care for fucking anyone on our only sanitary eating surfaces.”

Enough was enough. Emitting a loud whine before pulling your neck up, face scrunched in pleasure as you fought to speak between Seungsik’s stupidly beautiful cock forcing the air out of your lungs with each thrust.

“Both - of you - please - shut - the fuck - up - or I’ll - squirt - in the sink - and make - you clean -” Seungsik’s thrusts came quicker and pushed harder against your smaller and securely held frame as you spoke as if to break you on purpose.

“ - fuck - Seun, ahh - Hanse, please - join in - ahh, please, fuck -” Your hands now pushed your body up on shaky supports, causing him to push on the soft area inside of your core that made you tingle from head to toe.

Hanse didn’t take your words to heart - but he did watch as your tears dipped to your collarbone, dripping off your breasts onto the elder boy's veiny hands.

“You’re going to make her cry all through aftercare again.” Hanse commented in a bland tone, poker face immaculately covering the tugging of his jogger strings, making the scene seem like more of a chore than anything.

“Pretty baby loves it though, don't you sweetheart?” Seungsik’s chest pressed against your back as his hands held you; thrusts less in length but he fucked up into you without remorse. You cried out, lips wobbling as you bit to keep them closed, your comfort placed in the scattered feather-light kisses on your shoulder. “Love to be fucked into such a mess hmm? Pretty angel, so beautiful when she cries ~” 

Seungsik’s voice was floating around your head, his hot palms manhandling you into safety with a gentle giant of a man in charge of your pleasure. He barked loud and frequently; but didn’t have the heart to ever bite.

“You’re not the one who has to deal with the aftermath of blowing her back out, dickhead. Better make her cum or I’m stealing all of your shit out of the fridge for the next week straight.” 

Your eyes slipped open at Hanse’s temperate sighs, lost to the throws of pleasure as Seungsik buried his face into the crook of your neck, humming a confirming sound and setting to work.

The sight in front of you was one the God’s wished to write home about.

Hanse was the epitome of a soft, dark male with a heart full of gold. And he was beautiful in every sense. His femininity caught everyone's eyes; even your own, as his painted black nails, pumped his cock with his head thrown back and joggers barely tugged down.

“Feel good, angel?” He grunted softly, tongue poking to play with his piercing, lip bite quickly followed. At first, you simply nodded, before you called out wantonly, his name slipping from your lips. 

“Good, Hannie -” You managed in a pathetic attempt of a response. Hanse smiled at you lovingly, maintaining eye contact until you crumbled forward like a goddess made out of soft chalk; mind through the roof and pleasure consuming you whole. 

“Pretty when you cry, baby.” Hanse mumbled gently, fist unconsciously wrapping tighter as his head tipped back, soft puttering groans finally hitting deep and lengthier in tone.

“Not as pretty as when you beg to cum, Do. Shit’s insane.” He snickered, palm smoothing over your flat spine, before starting that thick sickening pumping inside of your core that made your toes curl. 

Hanse was pissed. Again. Silence speaking louder than words; but not louder than the wet sounds connecting you and Seungsik or his own fist pumping him until his chest flushed with heat, a hand straying to feel his chest over his shirt.

Seungsik shook his soft blonde hair out of his face, chuckling to himself. 

“Which baby will cum first, I wonder?” He wondered out loud. “How long can you go before you explode?” Statements followed by Seungsik chiming innocent laughter. "One's already crying, but the other's not far behind."

But the innocence was fake with a capital F; a competition now struck up between him and Hanse, even if nothing needed to be said.

It didn’t take long for you to pull up from the counter, crying through heaved breaths. Seungsik used you as a viewing model, but you loved it. Hanse’s eyes stuck to your bodies and the way they connected as he winked at your bleary, tear-flooded cheeks. 

Seungsik’s hips grounded up in deep but very slight thrusts as he held you to his chest via one hand squeezing your breast. The other held your hip against the counter not to fall; the burn of the counter merely collateral damage to getting your back blown the fuck out.

With a small outcry and a folding neck, you came hard, sobbing through breaths as Seungsik grunted, using every ounce of his soul to cum only after you had hit hypersensitivity.

Hanse watched on with loud breathy grunts and a gripped fist, already knowing how hard you would fall by the tears on your chest, mind blown wide with erotic, sinful satisfaction that made your muscles buzz like static. 

Once you began to twitch, hips moving involuntarily and sharp whines of shock pressing through your sniffles; Seungsik buried his face into your shoulder to cum hard.

It was overdue and followed in tandem by Hanse who did his best to contain it with the other palm in the throws of passion. It was only a matter of time before you crawled to him for comfort; Hanse being your comforter in the emotional sense. Whereas Seungsik knew all the right ways to make you cry in the first place.

“Mmm - enough, Seunnie… practice… clean…” 

It was funny how quickly your body sagged with fatigue; back literally and figuratively blown and head completely fuzzed over. Seungsik kissed your cheek gently, lowering your feet to the floor as he slipped out; your moan unmissable as his slick slipped down your thigh.

A nearby tug of kitchen roll was not so beautifully dabbed at your core, the fabric swiped at your thighs until his cum was nowhere to be seen, the action full of love. Seungsik cleaned quickly as he tapped at his phone - swearing under his breath, as under the very late evening time read multiple texts from the boys saying they were heading back from the studio and if you three wanted food.

“Yeah, go sit with Hannie baby, I’ll clean up -”

“And for fucks sake please use the bleach,” Hanse grunted from the couch, shaking the haze from his eyes to quickly clean up. 

Thankfully, having somewhat of a clean-freak-maknae (at least, in the standards of 7 men living together, so not really), meant disinfectant wipes were always nearby and a lined bin in every room. Not that they got emptied, but that was beyond the point.

“I don’t care if it smells like the aftermath of a crime scene lab, I will literally never eat in here again if you don’t fucking disinfect everything.” Hanse punctuated his statement by chucking the wipes into the nearby metal bin, enough to make it spin and clatter back into its space, his joggers tugged up and his shirt smoothed down his chest.

Seungsik mocked Hanse childishly before he placed a kiss on your cheek. His hands guided you out of the way of the island until you were ‘stable’ enough to push forward and reach Hanse’s outstretched hands. “Go on baby, you were perfect, as usual.” He whispered, kissing your ear as you left, palms sliding away from your skin.

But Hanse was right there to catch you; cooler, calloused palms and cool metal rings sliding over the skin of your ribs, thumbs briefly padding over your nipples, and a breath catching in his throat; before your body was accepted into his bubble on the large armchair, Hanse using his larger frame to keep you from falling. His breath brushed over your cheek - as much as you wanted to make out right now, you were overridden by tingling fatigue - face buried into the fabric on his shoulder.

“Legs, angel.” He mumbled against your hair dotingly, tapping at the legs you seemed to have left behind, half sitting and standing. “Can’t leave those behind. Come here ~”

You giggled a shy “Oh…”, before allowing Hanse to grip your thighs and place you over his legs rather than his crotch. Your ass dipped between his thighs, forehead bumping his chin and both knees tucked up against his opposite shoulder.

He was just so soft. Comfy. Safe.

Hanse's breathing was always deep and pressed into his belly, and your palm pressed against his belly unknowingly to feel his comforting breath, slipping into sleep unreasonably fast. Your lips puffed open as Hanse nuzzled his cheek against your forehead, humming gently. You responded through your sleep, knees pulling tighter towards you until he released the chair spring, allowing you to practically lay on him in a curled position.

He also quickly fell into a light slumber.

Awoken only when the boys entered from practice, stretching sleepily under questioning eyes at your naked and very-much-passed-out-snoring form, and the intense questioning for the intense bleach smell, ‘with no open windows’, loving the panic in Seungsik’s face as he squeezed you closer, reaching for his headphones to slide them over your head.

Hanse watched the boys as they bickered until your lips pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek.

Sliding your fingers between his, falling asleep with a hand pressed to each other’s heart.

Well would you look at that: updated 10/August/2022

[koulakoukoula2003]

Yandere!MafiaBoss!Eren x Spy!Reader

A very creative ask by @oyasumimosura

The reader was trying to get some information about Eren’s plan wanting to destroy Marley. She disguised herself as a maid, that looked so innocent. That made Eren drawn towards her, (y/n) is always good with her job. 

She’s a person that wouldn’t fall into guys like him. Eren on the other hand thinks he could dominate her, and tries to make (y/n) his. He liked her because she was so enigmatic like he wanted more of her. 

Not wanting to let her go, he got her tied up in a cell. Now (y/n) who got the information that she needed, she escaped the cell so easily and killed everyone who stood in her way. When Eren wanted Zeke to meet his darling, Instead, they were greeted by a bunch of corpses lying around. 

Indicating that (y/n) has escaped and killed some of his henchmen. One was left alive, who was wounded but shivering in fear.

He was just basically assaulting her and very handsy. Even she wanted to punch his balls many times from disgust.

Can you do it at the end where Eren becomes so delusional and wanted (y/n) back into him but he can't find her anywhere, not even a piece of information about her. Even Mikasa and the others think that (y/n) was just a made-up person. But the real (y/n) was enjoying his downfall, and ready to go on her next mission.

I kinda wanna see a strong and successful (y/n) who was able to see that person who was obsessed with them lose. Because it’s kinda cliche if (y/n) falls for him.

Genre: Mafia AU, MafiaBoss!Yandere Eren x spy!Reader

Trigger Warnings: DARK THEMES BELOW if you are a minor DON'T YOU DARE INTERACT IMMA WHOOP YOU. Delusional thinking, possessive yandere behaviour by eren, gore, there is blood and description of violence, Eren and everyone else is aged up. This is a mafia AU so mention of drug and human trafficking. Swearing, assault, dubcon, but no smut, yall no worries. The reader is very fucking badass so if you're hoping for romance, you won't find it

Word Count: ~3,5k

A/N: Requests are open but pls have mercy on me AHAHAH lemme know if you wanna be tagged for all the things I write. It is UNEDITED. LEAVE NOTES AND COMMENTS PLS

“As a maid? Are you bloody serious?” You cried out. You always hated when this happened. Undercover missions were the worst because you had to be a good pretender and be someone else. Someone that never resembled your character at all.

“You are the best we have,” Commander Magath said, and you rolled your eyes. “The Yeager Brothers have killed dozens of our own. This cannot continue,” 

The Yeager Brothers and their gang. A bunch of illegal idiots that plagued your country. They were mediating all routes of heroin and cocaine and drug trafficking wasn’t the only service they provided. They owned brothels, and even human trafficking routes. Those bastards were even planning to infiltrate Marley, your beloved home country, and taint it in the sin of it all. They were planning to make friends with Marley’s Capital’s Mayor. A disrupted little bastard he was, but if he never came in contact with them, then the problem would’ve been avoided.

You sighed. You had to take those bastards out. 

“Fine,” You turned to you Commander. “When do I start?” 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Months Later

You hated this. You really couldn’t wait for the time to come when you would just get the information you were there for, and just leave, killing a few people along the way, but you would get out of here. 

Eren Yeager. The man in control of the entire district. You hated his guts more than you could bring yourself to hate anybody else. He had an eye out for you. You were just trying to do your job, serve him his drinks, his meals, his towels, his everything. You hated every second, but you were an agent, and you were trained to toss your personal feelings away and just get the job done. You were trained to kill in cold blood, and you were just so good at it. Marley had sent so many of their men to this ordeal and none of them had made it back. It would be glorious for you to finish this mission successfully.

The Yeager Brothers and their allies were planning annual gatherings to discuss business, but the place they were meeting was always a mystery. If you could find out about it, you could take that intel back to base, and Marley’s Police would finally catch those criminals.

But it had been a month already, and you had come up empty-handed.

And the fucking weirdo was staring at you while you dusted his pristine bookcase that lied in his office. Old and undoubtedly expensive books lingered there.

Eren had work to do. Running a business was a difficult task but he managed it fine with his brother’s help. He had papers spread all over his desk, but you just had to be there and be a pretty little thing he couldn’t take his eyes off. Your pretty maid attire and your (e/c) eyes that stared with such innocence behind the thick eyelashes. You had managed to fool him. You had let him dream about a future with you, making you his pretty little wife to be there for him whenever he’d decide to use you.

“(y/n),” he spoke after a while, and you tried your best not to stab the wooden handle of the duster right into his pretty emerald eyes. You stopped your chore and turned and looked at him with an immensely emotionless look on your face. Alas, no matter how emotionless you were being, this man was delusional. He thought you were salivating over him. You were a helpless little thing beneath his grasp.

Or that’s what he thought.

“Yes, sir?”

He beckoned you forth with a motion of his hand. His brown hair was wrapped back in a bun and his emerald-green eyes were eating you whole. He patted a hand on his lap, motioning you to sit there. Not again, this fucking bastard. I swear I’m going to cut his fingers off when I’m done with this, and not to mention how hard I’ll bruise those eyes with my fists…

Your inner monologue kept up for a while. It was kind of the only thing that was keeping you from ruining the entire mission and months of great patience.

But you did as told. You settled on his lap like a good, obedient maid would do. Who wouldn’t want to be where you were right now? In the lap of the strongest man in the country. The biggest crime lord of the century. You had overheard the other maids talk about how handsome the man holding you right now was. Were they blind? Why couldn’t he seduce one of the others? Why you?

Well, I am hot as fuck. You smirked to yourself. I really am. But now it was no time to be imagining beating the shit out of him or keep praising yourself on the inside. Now you had to focus this ordeal didn’t get too far. You had to make sure he didn’t get too handsy.

But even if he tossed you in the silky sheets of his bed that you had made this very morning, you could handle him. Seducing a man to get intel was part of your training after all.

It was why Marley had started hiring women within their secret agencies. It was sick and abusive towards your kind, but it was also an advantage. Give a man what he wants most, and he’ll give you the world. Eren Yeager was no different. And after this, you would become a legend.

With that mindset, you played your part perfectly. You were an untouched, innocent young maid that had no place in the world but the one under his service. He cupped your cheek and ran his thumb across your tender, puffy lip.

“Pretty,” he breathed against your lips. He urged you to look at him with those big (e/c) eyes and he’s so delusional, he thinks you want this. It made your job easier though. You didn’t have to be a good actress to fool him. He was doing a great job fooling himself.

He kissed you, and you held back the need to gag. He was a good kisser. It wasn’t the first time he was making out with you on his lap. You were his precious little girl. You were that which kept him sane in this insanity. Still, he wasn’t sane to begin with. His arms wrapped around your waist and brought your body flushed against his chest. Your arms were limply trapped between your bodies.

Seriously, you didn’t show an ounce of emotion towards this man, but in his head, you were wrapping your arms around him. In his head, your fingers were in his hair, messing up his bun, fingers clenching around the roots. You were kissing him hard.

But you were doing none of that. He buried his face in your neck, and you just waited to see where this would go. He planted a bite on your neck, and you bit back your sounds. You would never give in to that. You weren’t enjoying this. It was annoying and a waste of your time.

Yes, ‘assault’ didn’t sound bad to you. You were an agent of Marley’s secret services. You had seen things this man could hardly imagine. This was just an annoying part of your job. He could do nothing to break you. You have been in the dark side of the world ever since you were a little girl.

“My pretty girl,” He grunted in your neck, and you just stared at the silky curtains that covered the window that stood right behind his desk. “Mine,”

I’m not yours, you delusional fuck.

A knock came on the door, and you thanked the heavens because he stopped his ministrations right away. “Eren! Armin’s back!” It was a woman’s voice. Mikasa’s voice. The woman in charge of his security guard. Incredibly skilled, or so you had heard. But you weren’t there to deal with her. A word. That’s all you needed. A date and place. That was all.

Eren let out a groan in irritation and you willingly stood off his lap right away. He made his way to the door. “Go to bed and strip. I’ll be joining you in a minute,” he said and you rolled your eyes.

“Yes, sir,” you said, and when he was out of the room, you kicked the floor and imagined kicking his balls. How satisfying that would be.

But then you realised, he was out of his office, and you were in his office, alone. All alone. For once, he had left somebody in his office. It was impossible for that to happen. You had been trying to get a chance like this for months now. You began searching right away and your eyes widened when you found it in one of the drawers of his desk. It was both the date and the place of their meeting. The date and time and place for their meeting. It was everything you needed.

Your mission was over. Time to go home.

You set everything back in place. He didn’t have to find out that somebody had been snooping around his office. It was time for you to go but you couldn’t be seen walking out of his office. He had guards everywhere. There was no easy way out of there for you.

You made your way to the windows behind his desk. It was a three-story building and you were on the third floor, but you were certain you could climb to the roof and jump to the roof of the next building that was only a very tight alley away.

But your current attire was not practical for such a plan. You caught the black fabric of your skirt, and you tore it to pieces. There was a dagger wrapped around a black case on your inner thigh. You always kept it around, just in case.

You were almost on your way to victory. The night, cold air was refreshing on your skin as you ran and jumped from building to building. You had grown up as a bony little thief in the streets, scavenging and stealing for food. Running and escaping was your specialty.

You only descended to the street when you were certain you were many blocks away from the cursed building. The information was clear in your mind. All that mattered now, was getting out of town and back home to report your findings and earn your new badges.

You heard someone approaching and your eyes widened. They didn’t even give you the chance to attack. A strong hit on the head and you dropped unconscious.

Your plans falling to ruin.

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“Aw, darling, did you really think you could leave me?”

Oh, you fucking bastard. Was that really Eren Yeager’s voice? You opened your eyes and your vision got blurry. You blinked a few times only to see that annoying little smirk on his annoying little face as he leaned uncomfortably close to you. You could feel his breath on your chin. Your wrists were wrapped in chains right above your head enough to make your muscles around your shoulders to begin to ache.

He had been staring at you the entire time. He had a feeling you were to run off. You just couldn’t yet realise that you loved him. But that was fine. He could show you how much you two were just meant to be. You were so pretty, all tied up and helpless in the dungeon beneath the building. He usually used this place for his enemies but he wouldn’t mind caging you in until you came to your senses.

How could you not see that he was perfect for you? And you were perfect for him. Pretty, smart, a great cook. You’d make a remarkable wife and mother. You just had to come to your senses. You just needed some more time down here until you would realise you couldn’t run off.

He cupped your cheek while you glared daggers at him. “Let. Me. Go,” You punctuated every word, but you knew this man wasn’t going to listen. Trying to reason with him was like trying to reason with a freaking wall.

“You don’t want me to, baby,” He brushed your lip with his thumb, and you refrained from biting his thumb off. He petted your hair. “It’s alright. I will punish you for trying to leave later. For now, I believe it’s time to introduce you to the rest of the family,” He pulled back and headed for the barred door that led outside of her cell. “I won’t be long,”

He had to bring his brother. He had to bring Mikasa and Armin and everyone else to meet his new darling. You were part of the family now. He was going to make sure you never, ever left his side. His pretty little girl. His perfect, innocent little wife one day. He was certain you wanted it. He was certain you wanted him. You wanted him so much, you just didn’t know it yet, and it was alright. It was fine.

“Sweetheart!” You called out to him and he stopped walking away. He turned and looked at you and you had the brightest smile he had ever seen on your face looking at him. “Don’t you come back here, darling,” You laughed. “All you’ll find will be corpses,” You said.

He laughed. “You’re funny, y/n,”

You laughed with him as you watched him leave. “I am, aren’t I?” When you made sure he was gone, you looked at the guard that was standing by the door of your cell and you arched an eyebrow. “Hey, you,” You licked your lips. “Don’t you wanna have a taste of what your boss is so obsessed with?” The man did not budge, and you frowned. You sighed in irritation. “Oh, c’mon! I’m getting so bored here!”

Still nothing. You groaned. A difficult one, wasn't he?

“Fine. I’ll tell your boss you touched me anyway. You know how territorial he can be around things that belong to him. It wouldn’t be the first the first time I watch him plant a bullet to the head of one of his men-”

“Shut up! You dirty bitch,” The man growled and finally turned and looked at her.

“Make me, then,” You challenged, and the man unlocked your cell and walked in and before he had the chance to do anything to you, you picked your weight with your arms hanging from the ceiling and you kicked him roughly on the head knocking him unconscious. “Huh, easier than I thought,”

You kicked one of your boots off, and you reached with your leg for the keys that lingered around his belt. You grabbed the keys with your bare toes and brought your leg up to your mouth taking the keys between your teeth. You picked yourself back up to your hands that were hanging from the ceiling so that you could bring the keys to your fingers and unbuckle the chains.

Once you were free, you grabbed the gun that the man hand on his belt and you shot him on the head just to make sure he wouldn’t gain back his senses and wake up and make your life difficult.

People heard the shot, and they came for you. It was an excellent chance for you to take out months of frustration. Don’t come. The only thing you’ll find will be corpses.

And you certainly were a woman that kept her word.

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Eren was excited to introduce you to his brother, but the doors were wide open, and blood lined the way to the basement and his eyes widened and he began running. No. No, no, no, no… There was no way you had left. There was no way you had done all this.

It was a massacre. So many of his men lied dead on the floor. Their blood had seeped out and covered the white marble into a terrible crimson mess. There was no way that was you. Someone had broken in. Someone had taken you, killing all those men in the process. You were so precious. Someone else must have set their eyes on you and they took you from him.

Yes. That’s what happened. You were too innocent for all of this. You didn’t have the mind and the skill to do this. You weren’t a monster like him. You were perfect and precious.

“Looks like someone’s had fun,” Zeke commented as he watched Eren being in absolute shock and confusion.

There was a man curled up into some corner. His legs pressed against his chest and Eren could have sworn, the man was sobbing like a toddler. Eren grabbed the man by the shirt and picked him up like he weighed nothing. Eren tossed the man against the wall. He was wounded and weak, but in a state of shock all the same.

“What happened in here?! Did somebody take her?! Who was it?!” Eren demanded harshly.

“H- Her…? T- Took her???” The man was still in a state of shock. “N- No, s- sir! She… she did this… all this… s- she killed …everyone, she was so fast, we didn’t even get the chance to-”

The man never got to finish the sentence as Eren pressed his gun to his temple and blew his brains out. Eren let the dead body down and he looked at all the other bodies that laid all around.

“Huh… that new darling of yours certainly is more fun than I thought,” Zeke chuckled but he didn’t fail to notice how hard Eren was clenching his fists. He was furious. It couldn’t be true. It couldn’t-

Don’t come back. All you’ll find will be corpses, you said. You did this. You did all of this. You certainly weren’t who he thought you were.

“I’ll find her… and I’ll make her pay,”

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Sweet jazz played in the background, accompanied by fireworks outside and the buzz of people talking. The military was celebrating, because the Yeager Brothers were caught and sent into a lifelong imprisonment and only the higher ups knew that you had succeeded in something that their best soldiers and agents had failed massively at, but it was enough for you. You sipped on your champagne. Your lips were painted in blood red and your black dress was showing off all the right places. You were celebrating tonight, because you were a woman and you had proven your man-mediated world that you were better. Just better.

“(f/n) (l/n),” A familiar voice came, and you looked at the man.

“Commander Magath,” You raised your glass and he gently tapped it with his own.

“You served your country well, agent (l/n),” He smiled at you.

“Just doing my duty,”

“The reports say our people fought less men than expected when they arrested the Yeagers,” Commander Magath grinned, already knowing the answer. “Care to comment on that?”

You grinned behind the glass of champagne you were holding above your lips. Of course, they encountered less men. You had killed half of them. “No comments, sir,”

He chuckled and he pulled out a folder handing it to you. “Your next mission. Your plane departs in the morning,” You let your glass down and you opened the folder right away. A new identity lied within. A new case. Another man to kill.

[cheolkanojo]

inhales. exhales. okay, i have SO MUCH TO TALK ABT SO LET’S GO (had to put the read more just bcs)

okay before i start this is actually kinda stupid but you did say to go all out on screaming abt this fic so I DID. INITIALLY. ON THE TAGS. AND THEN TUMBLR DECIDED TO GIVE ME THE “YOU REACHED 30 TAGS!” POPUP. WHICH WAS ANNOYING BCS I STILL HAD SO MANY THINGS I WANTED TO TALK ABT. so here we are.

secondly, pls do forgive me for not having replied to your reply(?) on my comment the other day (i’ve read it but haven’t got the time to reply back </3 but ur so sweet i hope you always get nice comments ily) BUT I AM BACK TO SCREAM ABT THIS MASTERPIECE

okay that’s enough rambling from me, LET ME START.

I ALRD SCREAMED FROM THE BEGINNING LIKE WHAT WAS “AND SEUNGCHEOL LIKES RED”??? HUH???? FUCK OFFFFF GURL YOU ARE WHIPPED (and so am i) IM LOVINGN THIS DEVELOPMENT

and god fuckign dammit THEY ARE HOLDING HAAAAANDDDKSHRKSHFSJDJ NO WAY THIS IS WAYyyYyYY TOO CUTE!!!1!1! and the whole dinner part with team svt (and dae and yejun <3) is so, so sweet. i love team svt. i love their friendship sm. I LOVE HOW CHEOL JUST SITS BACK AND ENJOYS THE ATMOSPHERE. IM ACTUALLY CRYING THIS IS SO CANON HE LOVES THEM SM

THIS PART THOUGH “you wonder if he’ll ever look at you like that in the future” MY GOD. AAAAAAKADHSKFHEKFJSKD I CANNOT. I CANT. AAAAAHNANDSJDJS 🥹🥹🥹🥹

also this is a must mention: SUGAR DADDY CHEOL. HE IS SO DAMN HOT??????? GOD DAMMIT. i think i literally just MELTED AT THIS PART. FUCKKKKK daddy pls pay for my food and bills too i am broke

now to the part where you just GAVE ME A FULL EXPERIENCE OF AN EMOTIONAL ROLLER COASTER RIDE. AAARHENDHSSKFHD THIS HURTS SO MUCH… BUT ALSO I CAN FEEL SO MUCH LOVE FROM SEUNGCHEOL… he’s so sweet… i cant do this anymore… /pos

(also i rly rly want to point this out, but the way you narrate how they hold hands in the car… it’s rly sweet. got me crying. i love these two sm)

ah yes. THE PART WHERE CHERRY (it’s almost awkward writing my own name but it also got me squealing every time cheol calls her “cherry” bcs it’s technically MY INTERNET PSEUDONYM) THINKS ABT ALL THOSE ✨DOMESTIC THINGS✨ WITH CHEOL. IT’S SO GODDAMN CUUUUUTEEEEEEEEE 😭😭😭😭 (I HOPE WE GET TO THE PART WHERE THEY ACTUALLY DO DOMESTIC THINGS TOGETHER INSTEAD OF JUST DREAMING ABT IT ASAP) (or not. i love slowburn) she’s so adorable with cheol. I LOVE HER I LOVE THIS DEVELOPMENT (99)

(also can i just say… “my pretty girl” ahaha… “my” ahahah… “MY pretty girl”… “my PRETTY girl”… FUCK OFFFF /POS)

her relationship development with seoah is also super, super sweet (im sry rip vocabulary i only know the words sweet hot cute and “i love them sm”) and i love how seungcheol has some sort of an impact there… 🥹🥹 i rly cant wait to see more of her and seoah!! (and dae!! i miss her)

ALSO WHEN SHE GOT THE UPPER HAND ON CHEOLLLLLLLLL OH YESSSSS WE LOVE THE DEVELOPMENT HERE (937493)

ALSO(2) ASSERTIVE!CHEOL MAKES AN APPEARANCE HELLO????? AND CHERRY’S JUST SO OBEDIENT EXCUSE YOUUUUU THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR MY HEART AND SOUL (every time cheol has his hands somewhere on cherry’s body and every time they hold eye contact esp when cheol holds her chin just got me 🫠🫠🫠 melting into a puddle 🫠🫠🫠🫠 this is it im beyond saving)

also!!! (3) i just wanna say i really, REALLY love the reader’s character here. have i said that? idk, but i will say it again and again. I ADORE HER SO MUCH 😭😭💞💞💞 (and cheol. your writing of cheol is without question, RLY RLY GOOD. i love u)

in conclusion: this chapter was AMAZING. a huge emotional roller coaster ride, but i loved every second of it 🥺✨ soft!cheol made LOTS of appearances here, and he rly made me melt and cry and screaming into the pillow. i love him. i love the way you write him. i love their relationship. (and i just wanna say i adore the way you write in general?? your narration is SOOOO GOOD. definitely gonna read all of your other fics when i have time!! ♥️)

anyways. yeah. uh. this is a lot. i hope you don’t mind all of my screamings and random side comments here and there 😭💦

thank you so so much for writing this fic, for putting your effort into each and every word. i hope you have a great day (or night) and once again, cheol loves you 🫶🏻💞✨

pretty please (stay with me) || c.sc | 3

“After being assigned a fashion show for your big senior project, you set off to find volunteers to make it successful. However, when you meet Choi Seungcheol and his unfriendly clique through your volunteers, you realize they’re an unwanted package deal you can’t escape from. Can you handle Seungcheol’s obnoxious friends, and can he handle your brash behavior?”

🍒 Pairing: businessMajor!Seungcheol x fashionMajor!Reader (afab)

🍒 Rating/Genres/AUs: M(18+); Slice of life (!!!), slow burn, drama, fluff, angst; Unrequited enemies to lovers, strangers to lovers, college au

🍒 Warnings: General tws + mention of death, mention of divorce, sugar daddy seungcheol (we love to see it)

🍒 WC: 12.6k

🍒 Betas: Sarah, Indi, Kelly, Freya 💖

🍒 Author’s Note: Already halfway through the series! Thank you for all the support I've gotten so far! (no I won't stop saying thanks bc I'm grateful for you all!). I'm really relieved people like it since I enjoyed writing it a lot ♥️

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You sit on the edge of your bed, legs bouncing with anticipation.

He will be here any minute, and like before, you’re suddenly self-conscious of your outfit. You didn’t change it as many times as you did last time, but you still thought hard about it. You end up donning a black faux fur tube top, high-waisted black pants, and black heels. 

Your red pumps are an option, but you think they’re too much—a little too dressed up for a simple dinner… But then again you are wearing a top that resembles a fuzzy rug, so the outfit is already borderline “too much.”

And Seungcheol likes red.

Your eyes dart to the discarded shoes in the corner. Does it matter that he likes red—on you, to be more specific? If you wear those, will he think you wore them for him? Do you want to wear them for him?

As the questions tumble into your mind, you barely register your door opening.

“Honey?” your father asks gently.

Your head pops up to see him entering your room. “Yeah?”

“How late are you going to stay out?” he wonders.

You give him a quizzical look. He rarely questions you on your outings, let alone the duration.

“I’m not sure. I can bring home some food for you and Seoah,” you offer, thinking he needs you to bring back dinner since you will be gone.

“No need. I’m going to take her out once you go,” he replies.

You’re never good at hiding your reactions. Your eyes widen slightly before narrowing. This is odd coming from your dad.

“What’s the special occasion?” you wonder. You can’t recall the last time he took you both for food or just out in general.

“There’s none,” he says. You stare at him in silence as you take in his appearance. His usual eye bags are still present, but he looks more freshened up than you’ve seen in a while. It also looks like he put some effort into his outfit.

“Are you dying?” you ask, thinking he is trying to leave a positive impression before he leaves this earth.

Your dad’s eyes enlarge. “No, no, I’m healthy. I just,” he sighs. “Seeing your mother again made me realize I haven’t been very attentive to you and your sister.”

“This isn’t the first time she’s come back though,” you reply, confused as to why this time is different.

“I know. I can’t really explain it right now,” he says. “Are you going out with Dae?”

“Yeah—” a buzz from your phone “—she’s here.”

You stand up from your bed. “We can talk later, if you have time.”

“I’ll find some time,” he says. You aren’t sure if that is really going to happen, but you don’t want to ponder on that now. “Come back safe.”

“Thanks,” you murmur. Talking to a caring dad has your mind-boggling. You want to feel like your father is actually going to be in your life, but he’s been out of it for years, so it’s hard to imagine that changing.

Your father nods and makes his way out of your room. 

A knock at your door startles you from your daze. Before you can overthink the decision, you hastily kick off your heels and replace them with the red pumps. You apply a layer of matching lipstick, then toss the stick in your purse while you jog to the front door. Though what you see isn’t ideal.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Ln,” Seungcheol greets respectfully.

“You as well, Seungcheol,” replies your father. You can’t see his face from where you are, but he sounds friendly. Not that he shouldn’t be. He has no reason to be hostile. You just aren’t sure if he’ll try to play the tough dad or not.

Plus, a part of you worries Seungcheol will be able to see past the “perfect family” facade and see all your imperfections.

You gently push your way in front of your dad, turning to face him with your back to Seungcheol.

“I’ll see you later,” you tell him and nudge him inside so you can close the door better.

“Now, just wait a minute, Yn,” he says and looks over your shoulder to Seungcheol. Your body tenses. He is not about to give the whole get-her-home-by—

“—by eleven o’clock. I trust you’ll keep her safe.”

Seungcheol doesn’t appear to be bothered by your father’s little protective speech. Instead, he gives him a reassuring smile. One that a gentleman would wear and one you aren’t used to seeing from him. Normally you get teasing grins.

“Her safety is my top priority,” Seungcheol says earnestly.

Oh God, now you’re stuck between a rom-com conversation.

“Great. Now that you’re both done going through your lines, can we go?”

“Lines?” your dad questions. You aren’t about to waste any more time explaining your lame reference to common daughter-father-date discussions. Not that Seungcheol is your date.

“Is that Seungcheol?!” Seoah’s voice rings behind your dad. Not her, too.

“Yup, it’s slang, bye Dad!” you quickly say, and instead of shoving him back inside as you planned, you turn and shove Seungcheol down the stairs.

“Hey, wait!” Seoah calls out and zips past you to Seungcheol. Seungcheol stands at the bottom of the steps, eyeing you with confusion at your strange behavior. He looks at Seoah when she stands at the top of the stairs.

“Hey, Seoah,” he waves at her. 

What did she do to deserve one of his dimple-inducing smiles?

“It’s good to see you back,” she beams, a grin on her face.

“You too,” he chuckles.

“Back?” your father asks.

Your attention zooms in on Seoah, and you hope the silent glare you give her is recognized by her. Her mouth drops open at the realization.

“I mean, it’s good to see your back! It’s nice,” she corrects quickly, gesturing around his body. “It’s, erm, wide and cool.”

“His back is wide and cool?” echoes your father slowly in puzzlement.

That’s enough.

Seungcheol laughs, his obnoxious little deep “ha’s” ringing in your ears. You quickly grab his arm and start to drag him away. 

“Have fun at dinner,” you say to your family while you briskly walk away.

Despite Seungcheol being strong enough to pull himself out of your grasp, he lets you lead him to his car.

“Do you think my back is wide and cool too?” he teases.

You whip around to look at him, pausing in your trek. You’re standing a little too close than you intended. “No, I think it’s mediocre and dull.”

He laughs again at your response. You flicker your eyes to the sky as you take a deep breath.

“Not another word,” you warn before guiding him to his car.

Your hand is on the passenger’s side handle, ready to pull it open, but Seungcheol stops you. He gently pushes your hand off before placing his own on the handle.

“I’m perfectly capable of opening your car door myself,” you grumble, arms crossing over your chest.

The corner of one of his lips raises. His eyes drop to your lips briefly.

“I know, Cherry,” he says, then averts his gaze back to your eyes, “but I’m chivalrous, remember?”

He pulls the door open and nods to get in. You narrow your gaze at that, wanting to challenge him on if he truly is.

“Can you guys stop flirting and get inside? I’m hungry,” Dae’s voice pulls you from your staring contest. You forgot she will be in the car already.

“You heard the lady,” Seungcheol murmurs to you.

“You’re going to get this heel stuck so far up your ass, Choi Seungcheol.”

He chuckles and leans in closer, voice dropping so only you can hear, “Sounds kinky, baby.”

You push down the fluttering of your heart at the pet name because you refuse to let him get away with that cocky reply.

“If you both don’t get in now, I’m leaving you guys and taking the car,” Dae threatens.

You glare at Seungcheol for a second longer before lowering yourself in the seat.

“Finally,” Dae mumbles when Seungcheol climbs in.

“Sorry, there was an… incident that delayed us,” you say and set your purse in your lap. Dae leans forward, placing a hand on your arm to turn you toward her.

“You don’t look sick,” she observes to herself. You scoff and brush her hand off you.

“Because I’m not,” you say.

Seungcheol starts driving as you speak with Dae.

“Are you sure?” she wonders.

“Why would you think I’m sick?”

“Because you apologized.”

You peer back at her, unamused. Dae just smiles.

“She also says please now,” Seungcheol chimes in. You groan at his addition and press your back into the seat. Your feet almost kick like a kid throwing a tantrum, but you hold back that urge.

“Well, now, she’s always done that…sort of. Have you been saying please more? I’m shocked. What about your ‘thank yous’? You haven’t forgotten those right?” Dae asks as if speaking to a child.

You sigh loudly, making it as audible as you can so they know how annoyed you are. Apparently, all Seungcheol’s outings result in your misery one way or another. “I’m not agreeing to any more of your invitations, Seungcheol.”

“I doubt that. You like my company too much to refuse,” he replies. He doesn’t appear to be bothered one bit by your statement.

“Does she now?” Dae wonders aloud. You don’t like where her mind is wandering to.

“Hush it, you two. The only tolerable one here is Yejun,” you huff, having seen him for a second when you glanced at Dae. He was on his phone then, but now he’s sitting back enjoying the bantering between you all.

“I’m honored to hear that, Yn,” he teases.

Even though the car ride consists of Seungcheol and Dae teasing you and Yejun, you’re grateful to get your mind off the troubles you’ve been having lately.

When you arrive, you quickly open the door and step out before Seungcheol can open it for you.

“I beat you this time,” you gloat as Seungcheol comes to stand by you, locking his car once the others are out.

There’s a small bounce to your step when you exit that causes Seungcheol to give you a warm smile, eyes staring at you with tenderness. 

“That you did, Cherry.”

Your elevated shoulders deflate while a pout takes over your features. His reply is too casual. You had expected something more witty.

“While you two do a round two of flirting, Yejun and I are going to go inside,” Dae says before wrapping her arm in Yejun’s and leaving you both by the car.

She walks away too fast for you to reply, so you turn to Seungcheol. He wears a red turtleneck, black pants, and a black leather jacket slung over his arm. The shirt hugs his body nicely; it outlines his muscular chest ever so slightly and makes you yearn to see more. His hair is styled a little to still look natural but gives it a different appearance. He’s really handsome tonight. Red seems to be his color as well.

“You’re not going to wear that?” you wonder while pointing to his jacket.

He shakes his head. “It’s too hot right now.”

“Then why did you bring it?” you ask, eyebrows coming together.

Shrugging, he takes your hand in his. Your first instinct is to pull away—startled at his sudden touch. You’ve never held his hand before. The act seems a little too intimate… Makes you feel a little too warm.

Nevertheless, you keep your hand in his. The feeling is rather nice if you’re being honest with yourself. His grip is firm to make the grasp feel secure but not too tight to be suffocating. It’s as if he’s just naturally used to having a strong grip on things.

“We don’t want to keep them waiting,” he says before making his way to the restaurant. You stay silent as you walk next to him.

“I’m glad you listened to me,” he comments when you are near the entrance.

“Huh?” you ask, glancing up at him.

He gives you another smile and reaches past you to hold the door open.

“Red still looks good on you. Even if there’s only a little of it.”

So he did notice.

You tear your gaze from him at his compliment, heart beating quicker. You can’t keep it steady even if you try. You feel a little proud you decided to go with the shoes after all. 

You mumble a ‘thanks’ before walking inside. He follows behind you, greeting the host. The host gestures to where your friends are all seated before wishing you a good dinner. It almost looks like they are a group of people celebrating something, but you know they aren’t. There are just a lot of you. And of course, the two empty seats happen to be next to each other at the end.

“Hi, Yn! Hey Cheol,” Joshua greets. When everyone notices you, there is a chorus of hellos. The large welcome has you smiling, not used to the friendly attention. 

All the people who are helping you with your project are here, plus a few others. They make you promise not to talk about the show before sitting down, claiming you need a break from it. You want to protest as you can talk about whatever you want, but they have a point. You probably do need a mental breather. Thus, you agree to their conditions.

You sit between Seungcheol and Wonwoo, who you just met. He’s a film production student and like Vernon, keeps mostly to himself. Despite that, he isn't shy to engage wholeheartedly in the conversation if he is passionate about the topic. You also meet Jun and Seungkwan for the first time—Seungkwan being the more outgoing of the two.

Seungcheol’s friends are a lively bunch, and although his business friends can get rowdy as well, their energy just doesn't match this group. It’s more relaxing, carefree, and so easy to slip into. However, a part of that can be because you don’t feel like you’re on defense the entire time.

For the first time in years, you are surrounded by people you thoroughly enjoy—without the stress of being the best, viewed as being the enemy, and the pressure of keeping your family together with tattered strings. It’s all so… alleviating. Comforting.

Seungcheol keeps his arm hung over the back of your chair as you attentively listen to his friends. Sometimes you would feel his hand on your back and would turn to see if he needed something. He always shook his head and nodded back to who was speaking—sometimes it was multiple, and you just picked the closest conversation you could hear.

You’re so used to hearing Seungcheol’s voice that you don’t realize how quiet he can get. At first, you’re concerned, but you realize he’s enjoying sitting back and watching his friends have fun. You don’t know how long he’s known these people, but from the fond look in his eyes, you know the duration doesn’t matter. They mean a lot to him.

You wonder if he’ll ever look at you like that in the future. Like you are someone he cherishes and adores. Suddenly, you want to try everything in your power to achieve that.

Once the food arrives, you figure the noise will quiet down. That isn’t the case. The table is still chatty even though it should be filled with munching. You suppose this is the pros of being with a large group.

Seungcheol had moved this arm so he could eat, but he put it back when he was done. When his fingers graze your back for the nth time, you finally peer behind you to see his hand. You giggle as you realize he’s been playing with the fuzz of your top the entire time.

“Sorry,” he sheepishly apologizes and retracts his arm from your chair. You grab his wrist, guiding it back to where it was.

“It’s fine. It’s nice,” you murmur.

“And cool?” he taunts, referring to Seoah’s attempt to hide the fact that Seungcheol had been to your house before.

You scowl at him half-heartedly before turning away. In spite of the loud environment, your ears still catch his low chuckle behind you.

Not once this night did Seungcheol put on his jacket. He never came close to needing it. Nevertheless, he didn’t hesitate to drape the material over your shoulders when he saw you shiver for the third time. There’s a tiny part of you that wonders if he brought it just for you. Though that’s a reach as he wouldn’t have known what you were wearing. You could have brought your own.

Despite feeling warmer, you miss his hand touching your back. Sometimes it would tickle your bare skin whenever you moved a certain way; it had shivers running down your spine. It could’ve been because of his cold hands, but you knew it was more because of his skin touching yours. You’re tempted to remove his jacket just so you can feel his touch again.

“Hey Yn,” comes a voice behind you suddenly. You glance up to see Jeonghan. He leans on the back of Seungcheol’s chair to look at you.

“Hi,” you greet. He’s sitting on the other side of the table, so you wonder what brings him over.

Jeonghan glances down at Seungcheol, one hand on his shoulder. “Seungcheol.”

“Jeonghan,” answers Seungcheol suspiciously.

“So, I heard you’re paying for some people’s dinner,” Jeonghan trails off.

Seungcheol leans forward to move away from the man.

“Emphasis on some,” he replies.

“One more won’t hurt, right?” Jeonghan asks with an innocent smile on his face; however, you know that grin is more devious than it appears. It means trouble.

“Hm, you’re right,” Seungcheol answers, then glances past you. “I’m sure Wonwoo would love a free meal.”

Jeonghan whines at his reply. “Not him! Me! Pay for mine, buddy?”

“No,” Seungcheol says with a small laugh.

“Seungcheol’s paying?” Soonyoung’s voice rings out from across the table. Their conversation, albeit not loud, catches his attention. Or perhaps Soonyoung just has a keen ear for the words “pay,” “Seungcheol,” and “free”.

“No!” Seungcheol says, louder than before.

“Seungcheol’s paying?” More voices resound this time, all heads turning toward Seungcheol.

“No, I’m not,” the man in the center of attention declines. He sends a glare to Jeonghan.

“Isn’t he so generous?” Jeonghan says, disregarding Seungcheol’s answer, and goes to wrap his arms around Seungcheol. The latter man has no choice but to accept the hug as he is trapped due to the table.

Whoops, hollers, and thanks reverberate from the group.

Your eyes scan the table. It’s covered in plates. Sure, a few meals aren’t too bad, but paying for a table of sixteen is absurd. Perhaps they’re all joking with him. Though, when they all begin to file out of the building without opening their wallets, you know they’re serious.

Seungcheol stays seated as they leave, informing you both they’ll wait outside. 

You stare at Seungcheol in shock. You figure he’d be infuriated, but he looks relaxed still. Almost as if this isn’t the first time it’s happened.

You grab your wallet from your purse, plucking out your card and holding it out to him.

“I can help pay,” you say. Seungcheol glances at your offering. He smiles at you and pushes your hand back.

“I appreciate that, but don’t worry about it, Cherry.” He sounds amused as if you just offered him a popsicle rather than money.

“But this is way too much for you to pay alone,” you argue.

Seungcheol doesn’t let you see the bill and pays for the meal swiftly. However, you don’t need to see the total to know it’s a lot of money.

“Seungcheol,” you scold when he doesn’t listen to you.

He chuckles and slides his card back into his wallet. “Put that away, and let’s go, baby.”

He gestures to your card still in your hand before standing up and adjusting his clothes. It takes you a few seconds to move, still dumbfounded by him actually paying for it all and affording it, and him calling you baby. Despite him only calling you that three times, it still has the same effect it always has.

Not that you are counting.

He takes your hand in his again as he walks out, thanking the host once more.

“There’s the man!” Seokmin greets him with open arms when he sees Seungcheol.

Seungcheol shakes his head in disapproval, but he has a smile on his face. “You all owe me now.”

“You say that every time,” Seungkwan calls out.

“Exactly. You all have a tab open,” he says.

“We were thinking of getting some ice cream, you guys want to come?” Chan asks.

Seungcheol glances at you before saying, “I’ve got to get her home, sorry.”

“What?” you ask. “No, you don’t.”

“It’s almost eleven,” he answers. You sigh and shift your weight.

“You don’t actually have to get me home by then,” you say, remembering your father’s words.

“Yes I do,” he argues. He looks at Dae and Yejun before you can reply. “Do you both want a ride back?”

“Nah,” Dae says. “We’re going to get another one.”

“Alright. See you all later,” Seungcheol raises a hand in farewell.

“Thanks for paying!” Mingyu exclaims, a bright smile directed toward Seungcheol.

“It was nice to meet you, Yn,” Wonwoo says.

“Get back safely,” Jun adds.

“Thanks,” you answer and then peer at Seungcheol. He’s giving his last byes. Dae catches your gaze, giving you a big grin and a few eyebrow wiggles. You roll your eyes at that and send her a small wave as Seungcheol starts to lead you to his car.

When your friends start driving past, waving and shouting goodbyes while they leave the parking lot, you slow to a stop.

“Why don’t we go with them?” you ask.

Seungcheol raises a brow. “You want to go?”

“I don’t see why not,” you shrug. Truthfully, you don’t want the night to end.

“You like hanging out with them that much?” he teases.

“They’re not that bad,” you mutter, “and ice cream sounds nice.”

He lets out a breath as if in realization. He slides his hand from yours, which you are about to protest, and then drapes it around your shoulders.

“I’ll get you ice cream on the way back, okay?” he replies and continues to his car.

Seungcheol keeps his promise, stopping by a place to get you both a double-scoop cone for the drive. Compared to the last time you were in his car, this ride is a lot more relaxing. It’s quieter since Dae and Yejun are absent, but the music on the stereo fills the small space.

At a stop light, Seungcheol fishes his phone from his pocket.

“Come ‘ere,” he says, lifting the phone up at an angle.

You peep up while licking your ice cream. “Hm?”

“Smile,” he instructs and puts his cone in the frame.

Your gaze drifts to his phone, a puzzled look on your face just in time for him to capture a photo. You’re a second too late to understand what he’s doing.

Seungcheol laughs at your unreadiness.

“Hey! That’s not fair,” you whine and nudge him.

“That’s not my fault. I told you to smile,” he says. He sets the device in the cup holder when the light changes.

“But you didn’t give me enough time to do that,” you grumble.

Not wanting him to have the upper hand, you retrieve your own phone. You lift the device, both your faces on the screen but only you are looking at the camera. Seungcheol is focused on the road, so you quickly take a photo.

“Did you—? Okay, that’s not fair. At least I told you to smile,” he laughs when he hears a click, taking a quick peek at you.

“We’re even now,” you smile as you click on the picture in your gallery. Seungcheol’s side profile can be seen in the background. His tongue is poking out to take a lick of his ice cream. That part was unintentionally taken, but you find the candid photo endearing.

“For now,” he replies, lips in a wide grin.

Your hands are sticky after you’re done with your treat, so you dig out the hand sanitizer in your purse. Seungcheol gives you his palm upon seeing the item. You laugh softly and place some in his hand as well.

Everything feels so normal. It doesn’t help that he places a hand on your thigh so naturally that you can’t find an excuse to move it. At some point in the drive, you start playing with his hand, running your fingertips across his skin and toying with the ring he wears. You don’t even realize you are doing it until he slowly pulls away to put the car in park.

“Did you have fun?” he asks quietly.

For once, you don’t shy from the truth with a sarcastic answer. “I did. Thank you for inviting me.”

“Again, it wasn’t just me. They wanted you there,” he reassures with a kind smile.

That’s weird for you to hear, and you aren’t sure how to respond. You still can’t wrap your mind around the fact multiple people wanted to be in your presence. You mean, it wasn’t just yours, but normally people give you side-eyes when you’re near. Or perhaps you just feel like they do.

“I’m glad you came,” he says before turning off his car. “Now, wait while I open your door.”

You watch as he walks around the car and comes to your side. You want to disobey him, just to rile him up, but you decide to let him have this win. In all his chivalrous glory, he holds out his hand when he opens the door.

“Thank you,” you giggle as you take it and climb out of his car. He keeps his hand in yours leading you to your house.

“You don’t always have to walk me to the door,” you say.

“I can’t see the door from where I park,” he replies.

“You don’t need to?” you answer, but it comes out more as a question due to your puzzlement.

He chuckles and squeezes your hand. “Of course I do. I won’t know if you made it inside safely.”

“That’s kind of you, but—”

He turns around to face you, stopping you in your tracks

“I meant what I said earlier. Your safety is important to me,” he says, eyes locking onto yours so you can see his seriousness. Heat rises to your cheeks. You try to bite back the smile though it’s no use.

Seungcheol stares at you with gentle eyes.

“I like seeing you hap—” he starts.

A loud noise startles both of you, forcing you to move away from one another. You expect to see Seoah or your dad watching from the windows, but you don’t see any faces hiding behind the blinds.

What was that?

Another loud crash.

You don’t like the doom that creeps into your mind. Worried about your family, you rush to the door—only to find it slightly ajar. That doesn’t seem good.

“Seoah? Dad?!” you call out as you push open the door.

“Yn, stop!” Seungcheol urges and runs after you. He grabs you before you can get farther in. He moves you quickly so you are behind him.

“Get out of my way, Seung—”

“Who’s that?!”

You peer around Seungcheol to see your mother, a random knickknack you have around the house in her hand. Your eyes shoot down to the floor to see shattered glass.

“Are you out of your mind?” your father shouts and snatches the item from her hand before she can presumably throw it.

You shove Seungcheol out of the way. Well, you try to shove him. He stands firm in his stance. You try again, and although he still doesn’t move away, he leans slightly over so you can see better.

“What are you doing back?” you question your mother. She turns to you, eyes puffy and lips curled in a snarl. She looks like she hasn’t slept for a few days.

“Yn, dear. Hi sweetie,” she greets, voice softer than before.

Seungcheol watches her with hawk eyes, but when you push him for the third time, he relents. Though he still keeps close.

“Dad?” you ask, hoping to get an explanation.

“She came wanting her stuff back. I told her we had to sell some of it to afford things, and she wasn’t happy about it.”

“Am I supposed to be glad?” your mother growls as she turns back to your father. “You had no right to do that without my permission!”

“You weren’t here,” you say. Her gaze on you is one of surprise as if you’re supposed to be on her side.

“I was coming back,” she says, shoulders sagging.

“And then leave after a few days. This isn’t your home anymore.”

“You’re my home, baby girl,” she replies and starts to come closer. Seungcheol takes a step forward.

You put a hand on his arm to stop him, telling him quietly, “This isn’t your problem.”

This doesn’t make him move, and you sigh. This is exactly what you wanted to hide from Seungcheol. To hide from the world.

“Who is this? You’re letting our daughter see this disrespectful man?” your mother questions your father. 

“He’s a nice young man,” your dad defends. There’s an annoyed spark in you that wants to ask how he could know that. He met him for five minutes or less, and suddenly he knows Seungcheol? However, you don’t want to ignite another argument.

“Yn, take Seoah with you and go book a hotel room. You can take my wallet,” your father instructs.

At Seoah’s name, you realize she’s been home while all this has been happening. You’re used to her being somewhere else when fights like these occur. 

Without another word, you nod and start toward her room. You don’t get far before you remember Seungcheol. You stop to peer at him. 

You’ve never seen him so mad yet worried.

“Thanks for the meal. I’ll talk to you later,” you dismiss, hoping he will turn around and leave so you can focus on Seoah. You should’ve known he wouldn’t do that.

“Yn,” he says.

“Boy, get out of this house right now,” your mother declares.

“You’re the one that needs to leave,” your father exclaims.

Sighing, you grab Seungcheol’s hand and pull him down the hall. You knock on Seoah’s door. Your parents fighting can still be heard.

“It’s me,” you say. The door creaks open.

“What do y—Oh, Seungcheol!” Her eyes widen when she sees him.

You move in front of him more so she’s focused on you. “Eyes on me. Pack a bag. We’re going to a hotel.”

“Again?” she sighs. “I don’t want to. I can just put my headphones in.”

“It doesn’t matter. Pack. We’re leaving in fifteen.”

“I said I don’t want to!” she huffs.

“I don’t ca—” you hiss, only stopping when Seungcheol places a hand on your hip.

“You can stay at mine.”

Seoah’s eyes light up at this.

“Really?!”

“Absolutely not.”

You and your sister say in unison.

“Why not?” Seoah whines.

“We don’t need his help.”

Seoah stares at Seungcheol for a moment and then at you. Finally, she nods solemnly. “Alright, I'll be ready soon.”

“Good,” you reply, then walk to your room. Seungcheol follows you.

“You shouldn’t have said that in front of her,” you scold as you grab a bag, not bothering to look at him. He quietly closes your door to block out the noise outside, though you don’t hear it shut fully.

“Maybe not, but I meant what I said,” he replies.

“And I meant what I said,” you pause while putting a shirt in the bag, eyes glancing at him. He leans against the wall near your door; his arms are crossed. “We don’t need your help.”

You go back to tossing clothes in the bag in a rush. You kick off your heels and trade them for socks and tennis shoes. You don’t hear Seungcheol move until a hand is gently placed on yours.

“Just stop for a minute, Yn,” he says.

“I don’t have time.” You brush his hand off and go back to your closet. Seungcheol grabs your reaching hands and turns you to face him. He leans in so you can see his face easier.

“Stop,” he instructs, using that firm tone of his. It has you relenting. “It’ll be faster to just stay over. You won’t need to deal with a hotel. They may not even have an empty room.”

“You shouldn’t have to deal with us,” you reply, chest jumbling with overwhelming emotions. You were happy with him just minutes ago. Now, you feel embarrassed and frustrated.

He shakes his head. “I want you to come. You won’t be bothering me.”

“Do you have a roommate? What would they say?” you question, thinking back to how some of his friends are rooming with each other.

“I live alone. I have a spare room Seoah can sleep in. It’ll be more comfortable there.”

“What about me?”

“You can have my room.”

“I’m not going to kick you out of your own room, Cheol.”

He smiles, yet it doesn’t reach his eyes. “It’s nice to know you care about me.”

“I don’t,” you huff. “I just don’t want you to give me a hospital bill from the back pains you’d get from sleeping on the couch or floor or wherever.”

Seungcheol chuckles softly and watches as you take a deep breath. The playful moment disappears as quickly as it came.

You bow your head; wrists still clutched in his hold as you ponder his offer.

Staying at his place rather than a hotel does sound nicer, and he has a point there may not be any openings. Not to mention, it’s the cheaper option. But will this be crossing into territory that you aren’t ready for? You’ve hung out with him enough times to consider him your friend, but even then, that’s new to you. Friendship doesn’t come easy to you. Despite you clashing heads with his business peers, you feel Seungcheol has slid into your life too readily. Like it’s too good to be true, and he isn’t going to stick around permanently. Something in you doesn’t like that thought, but that’s an issue for another day.

Seungcheol places your hands on his chest before moving his own to cup your face. He gently lifts your head up to see you. Your eyes are glossy, not yet crying but can easily if one more thing goes wrong.

For the first time, your veil of confidence lifts.

“Stay with me,” he whispers.

He’s talking about going over to his place to get away from your parents. You know this. That’s what this whole discussion is about. But why does your heart tell you he means something else?

There’s a knock at your door, and you move away reluctantly. Seoah shuffles inside with a backpack on her back.

“He’s still here,” she says, surprised at Seungcheol’s appearance.

You clear your throat. “Yeah, we’re,” you pause as you do one final debate in your head, “we’re going to his place for the night.”

From your peripheral, you see Seungcheol’s lips lift in a faint smile.

Seoah’s sad face brightens at the news. You aren’t too sure why she’s so excited to go to his place, but you figure it’s similar to your reason—it isn’t a stuffy hotel room.

“You convinced her! You’re so clever!” she exclaims to Seungcheol.

“I am, huh?” he agrees to which you nudge him.

“Seoah, will you go grab my toiletries, please?” you ask.

“Hm, fine, but only because I forgot mine,” she replies and hurries to your shared bathroom.

“I’m clever, did you hear?” Seungcheol gloats while you finish packing.

“I’m pretending I didn’t,” you mumble. 

You zip the bag and toss it over your shoulder. As you expect, it doesn’t stay there for long. Seungcheol carefully slides it off your body before putting it on his a few minutes later. You had opened your mouth to protest, but he shook his head to tell you not to argue. Sighing, you nodded because frankly, you’re done having and hearing arguments for now.

You meet Seoah in the bathroom, and you all walk to the door. 

The yelling has stopped. 

Your mom is sitting with her head in her hands, and you can hear her sobs filling the room. Your dad is cleaning the mess she made from tossing things around. They are talking, but you don’t stay long enough to hear the topic. The few words you do hear make it sound like they’re talking about their marriage, which is a conversation long overdue.

Seungcheol ends up carrying all the bags to the car. While he sets them in the trunk, you and Seoah sit inside.

“Woah! This is fancy,” Seoah admires, eyes scanning the small space.

“Thanks,” Seungcheol laughs lightly as he drives away.

Seoah talks for a while before eventually falling asleep. You aren’t surprised as it’s late, and she probably doesn’t realize how much the drama took a toll on her.

“You can sleep too,” Seungcheol offers quietly. He keeps his hand to himself this time, and you wonder if it’s because of Seoah or because he wants to distance himself from you. You can’t blame him if he did. Who wants to deal with other people’s problems? He only offered for you to come over out of courtesy.

“I’m okay,” you reply, gaze cast out the window.

As if sensing your thoughts, his hand comes to rest on your thigh again. His thumb brushes against the material of your pants, offering some comfort and reassurance. You place a hand on top of his gently. He flips his over so he can curl his fingers around your hand. You both gaze at each other with a small smile before turning away, hands still clasping in each other.

Seungcheol carries Seoah and her bag once you arrive. He offers to carry your bag too, but you’re stern in your refusal. He’s helping enough. He directs you quietly to his apartment number. After retrieving the keys, you open the door.

His apartment is spacious.

The interior is polished and decorated nicely. Similar to his car, it’s enough to tell you it’s luxurious but not obnoxious to shove it in your face. And man, is he wealthy. From his car, his clothes, the dinner bill, and now his apartment? His pockets are definitely not empty. You’re sure he could rent or buy a house, so why he decided to live in an apartment is unknown. 

Seungcheol leaves to put Seoah in the guest bedroom while you lock the door. You place the keys in a bowl near the entrance. Some of his shoes are left by the door, so you take off yours before walking any farther.

“Cherry?” he calls out. A small smile forms on his lips when you respond to the name. He nods for you to come over, and you follow carefully as if you could break his flooring. You don’t think you can afford the repairs if you do.

“You act like you’re walking on glass,” he chuckles. He watches you with amusement.

“I don’t want to break anything,” you explain.

Seungcheol glances around where you are. The path you take is pretty much empty, but you still act as if you are going through a maze of porcelain vases.

“You’ll be fine. Now walk a little faster, please,” he says.

You don’t listen to him and keep your pace. Seungcheol eyes you as he leans his back against a wall. His head is tilted and his arms are crossed while he waits.

“You’re cute,” he comments when you come closer.

“Be quiet,” you hiss and take a few more steps before stopping in front of him.

“No,” he says defiantly, then guides you to another room. Although you don’t see the room he put Seoah in, you’re positive you have just stepped into his room.

You were so caught up with your family drama that you didn’t think twice about Seungcheol being in your bedroom. Now that you are in his, it dawns on you how much of your life he has seen in a short period of time.

It isn’t a big deal. At least, it shouldn’t be; however, bedrooms are personal. They often described the resident, and you and Seungcheol have seen each other's spaces in the span of an hour.

“The bathroom is over there,” he points out. “You can set your bag anywhere. I’ll be out there on the couch.”

“I should take the couch,” you say.

“Cherry, don’t argue. Not tonight. You’re sleeping here.” His words make it seem like he is tired of your complaints, but he talks so softly that it doesn’t feel like that.

“Fine,” you comply.

Seungcheol rewards you with a smile. “Goodnight then. I’ll see you in the morning,” he says and starts for the door.

“Cheol,” you murmur, reaching out when he comes by.

He stops as soon as he feels your hand grazing his arm. “Hm?”

Your eyes rise to meet his, and the look on his face has you needing to catch your breath. He is worried. Worried about your well-being. Worried about what would happen tomorrow. You don’t want him to stress over you.

“Thank you,” you speak softly, “for a lot of things.”

He chuckles and raises a hand to the nape of your neck, thumb caressing your cheek. “Care to be specific?”

“For dinner. For this. For not… leaving me.” Yet.

“I don’t think I would if I could,” he murmurs.

“You can, though?” you say, skepticism evident in your head tilt.

Seungcheol’s mouth curves into a small smile, eyes searching yours for something you don’t know. “You’ll know one day.”

That doesn’t help your puzzled state, but that doesn’t seem to affect him. Slowly, he leans in. His lips press against your forehead tenderly, lingering there long enough for you to close your eyes for a second. It’s gentle and sweet. You wish it was on your lips instead.

“Sweet dreams, Cherry.”

He leaves without another word, and you’re in such a stupor that you don’t have time to say anything before he shuts the door behind him.

Using Seungcheol’s bathroom and changing in his room is strange. Yet what’s more strange is that it doesn’t feel all that… weird? Not like you thought it would be. 

Is it another illusion you cast upon yourself? 

Seungcheol would stroll through the door, dressed in sweats and a loose shirt… or maybe not one at all. He would kiss your mouth in greeting. His broad body would press against yours, and he’d smile that smile that had you wanting to do anything to keep it there. He’d slide next to you in bed, whispering teases in your ear that would annoy you, yet you wouldn’t want him to stop.

Oh, hell. What is wrong with you?

Irritated at the mini story you conjured in your head, you kick at the jacket on the floor. However, you recall you didn’t bring a jacket tonight. Seungcheol had let you borrow his. You just kicked his jacket.

Oh no.

But it’s just a jacket. Why are you getting upset over it? You can kick it again. It isn’t going to come alive and bite you. Seungcheol will never know you fought with it, but something in you feels guilty about the action. Perhaps because it belongs to him, and you feel responsible for it since it’s under your care.

Shaking your head, you grab the item and hang it over his dresser. You’re losing it. Your marbles? All gone. Rolled off to another dimension, never to be seen again.

You move to his bed, carefully pulling back the covers to climb in. Your body sinks into the mattress, and a sigh leaves your lips at how good it feels under you. It’s comfortable, soft, and way too big for just you. You feel like royalty.

Leaning over, you switch off the night light, snuggling deeper in the covers and taking a deep breath.

Sleeping in his bed is surely a bad idea. His expensive cologne is lingering on his sheets and is a strong reminder of where you are. Nevertheless, you pull the covers closer to you as you close your eyes. You need a break from your tiring thoughts.

The morning comes sooner than you’d like.

You open your eyes expecting to see your pegboard of sewing supplies and instead see a black dresser. It has you jolting up and frantically glancing around. When you spot the black jacket on the dresser, you remember you aren’t home. You’re at Seungcheol’s.

You reach over and flip your phone to view the screen. It’s nearly ten.

You linger in bed, mindlessly scrolling through social media until Dae texts for a favor. You’ll fill her in on what happened later, for now, you’re forced to go to your gallery to send a reference of something she needs. The act has you stumbling upon the picture you took last night.

The stretch of your lips happens involuntarily as you stare at Seungcheol through your screen. Even though the night ended poorly, at least you have something to remember about the good times.

Having caught yourself staring at the photo for too long, you quickly exit the app and send Dae what she needs. That’s enough phone usage for now.

Reluctantly, you haul yourself from Seungcheol’s (beyond) comfortable mattress, fix the bed, and then go to the bathroom. After a quick change, you carefully open the door and pad out to the living room. You anticipate seeing Seungcheol sipping on something warm on the couch, but what you see instead has your heart tightening.

Seungcheol lays on his back, one arm resting across his eyes and the other across his chest. Some of his hair is trapped against his forehead due to his arm, and the rest dangles off the side. His lips are slightly ajar due to the position of his head. The blanket that was once over his body is now situated half on the floor.

You recognize his clothes from last night, and a pang of guilt hits your heart. He could’ve knocked on your—his—door and asked to get a spare of clothes, yet he left you alone. It was a selfless act, and you stare at him with newfound affection.

You shuffle in your spot, unsure of what to do. A part of you wants to be a creep and stare at Seungcheol longer—he looks too cute not to—and another wants to go back to his room until you hear some movement. Neither of these happens when you hear Seoah’s voice.

“Are you plotting his murder?” she whispers, though it’s louder than one.

You snap your eyes to her, feet moving farther from the sleeping man. You scoff, muttering, “No!”

“Then why were you staring at him like that?”

“I was not staring,” you argue. Seoah’s eyes narrow, unbelieving you.

“Were to! You weren’t even blinking.”

“You’re exaggerating.”

“And you’re lying.”

You both eye each other down from across the room, sending invisible daggers each way.

“Go get dressed,” you finally say.

“Why?” she questions. “We’re going now?”

“Soon, yes.”

“But it’s so nice here. Don’t you think we should, I don’t know, cook him breakfast for letting us stay here?”

“We can give him a granola bar when we get home,” you sigh. Just once, can she listen to you?

“A granola bar? I didn’t think you hated him that much,” she gasps, overexaggerating her expression.

“You’re right. I don’t. I’ll give you the granola bar instead,” you threaten.

She giggles, and a frown sets on your lips at the sound. “You can’t. They’re all gone. I gave them to Dad.”

There’s a small puff of air somewhere in the room that doesn’t come from you or Seoah. The only other person in the room is… Your eyes go to Seungcheol. Sometime during your bickering, Seungcheol had woken up. He doesn’t have his eyes open or has even moved his body, but his lips were definitely not in a smile a few minutes ago.

“Did you hear that, Seungcheol?” Seoah asks. “Yn’s trying to kill you with granola bars.”

“Hm, I heard,” he chuckles softly, still a little sleepy. He peels his eyes open and leans his head to the side to look at you. The arm that was once over his eyes has shifted to rest on his forehead. 

“That’s not very nice of you.”

You should be irked at being ganged up on. They’re teasing you, yet your mind gets foggy from hearing Seungcheol’s deep timbre. He already has a deep voice, and you’ve heard it go deeper when he’s teased you, but this is different. 

And goodness, do you find it attractive.

“I think we won,” Seungcheol continues playfully and looks at Seoah with a smile.

“I think so too! She doesn’t have anything to say,” she giggles.

You blink a few times and then look at Seoah. “Why aren’t you getting changed?”

“This is why you don’t get invited to parties. You ruin the fun,” she huffs, smile dipping into a frown at your words.

“Parties aren’t fun in general,” you counter.

“Speak for your own parties!” she says.

“What do you even know about them?” you question. Seoah opens her mouth to answer but stops when Seungcheol speaks.

“Seoah, go get dressed, and we can get some breakfast. One that doesn’t include granola bars,” he chuckled.

“Oh?! Okay! Sounds good,” Seoah replies excitedly and turns to go back to her room.

“You listen to him and not me?” you scoff.

She stops in her tracks. “He’s nicer.”

“I’m your sister,” you answer as if that holds more weight.

“Right,” she drags out. “I revoke that privilege!”

She hurries inside the room and shuts the door.

“Privilege,” you repeat with a scoff and cross your arms over your chest.

“You should’ve been a lawyer,” Seungcheol says as he stands from the couch. You focus your attention on him, almost forgetting he’s there with how quiet he is being. His hair is sticking in different directions, and you have to force down a giggle.

“What? Why?” you question.

“Because you like to argue.”

“Hmph!” you sound and give him your back. A childish move, but Seoah isn’t here to mock you for it later.

Seungcheol laughs and comes up behind you. He places his hands on your hips, leaning his head to your ear. Your heart begins to race at how close he is. His breath tickles your ear, and you squirm at the sensation. Seungcheol holds you tighter.

“I think you would’ve been a good one,” he murmurs, voice still deep from his sleep. You want to listen to him more.

“Really?” you hum.

Seunghceol’s hair brushes against your cheek when he shakes his head.

“No,” he teases before slowly slipping his hands from you. You whip around to look at him.

“Where are you going?” you ask. Why do you sound so desperate? You don’t need to be near him. It doesn’t matter he’s leaving.

He smiles as he walks back toward his room.

“To get ready. Don’t miss me too much,” he replies, sending a playful wink and shutting his door.

Seungcheol comes back dressed in a simple black short-sleeved shirt and jeans. It’s not a combination you haven’t seen before. In fact, it’s really common, yet your eyes can’t tear away from him.

“Is it stained or something?” Seungcheol questions, glancing down at his outfit as he walks to you.

“N-no,” you reply and avert your eyes from him.

“You know you can tell me when I look nice, right? My ego will only inflate a little,” he says.

He plops down next to you on the couch, swinging an arm behind you and spreading his legs a bit. Your gaze drifts down to his thighs. They’re thick, and you wonder if they will be soft or firm under your touch. Your body instinctively inches closer to him like the temptation is too strong to ignore.

You hear Seungcheol try to stifle his laugh, causing your eyes to move away.

“A little?” you echo when you recall the active conversation. “I’m sure that’s not true.”

He smiles and shrugs. “Well, what can I say? A pretty girl giving me compliments makes my ego grow bigger than usual.”

“Cheol,” you whine, glancing away, wishing he wouldn’t say things that make your heart do somersaults. You had put those thoughts under lock and key because you are definitely not developing an infatuation with Choi Seungcheol.

Seungcheol tucks a finger under your chin and turns you to face him, so he can see your flustered expression clearly.

“My pretty girl,” he murmurs so low you have to strain to hear it.

Silence looms over you both. You swear he can hear your thudding heart. His hand glides from your chin to your upper thigh.

“You gonna’ give me that compliment now, baby?” he prompts lowly while his hand gently massages you.

“You look good,” you reply quietly, fighting to stay calm.

“Only good?” he hums.

“Really good.”

Seungcheol chuckles. “I guess that’ll do for now.”

Your lips tug down when he pulls away from you, making Seungcheol pause and smile.

“Don’t be sad, Cherry. You can compliment me more later,” he says. You have a feeling he knows the true reason for your pout but decides not to mention it.

You’ll have to work on hiding your expressions better. For now, you focus on making sure you and Seoah don’t leave anything before heading out the door. You don’t fight with Seungcheol when he takes your bags again. It’s just easier not to.

As promised, Seungcheol drives you all to a local breakfast diner. It’s lively—filled with all different walks of life. You see couples, friends, families, and some loners who don’t actually look alone. They seem content.

Seungcheol must come here often as most of the workers recognize him. They’re happy to see him with new people this time. You think you catch sight of one of them giving him a thumbs up, but it could’ve been directed to another patron.

“This tastes amazing!” Seoah exclaims, another fork full of pancakes entering her mouth.

“Don’t eat so fast,” you scold when you see her cheeks full.

She brushes you off with a wave of a hand but waits until she swallows what’s in her mouth before taking another bite.

“Is yours okay?” Seungcheol asks from across the table.

You had wanted to sit next to him, but Seoah had pushed you inside the booth and slid in after before you could have a say. Though Seungcheol doesn’t let the distance stop him from giving you affectionate touches. He has been brushing his leg against yours slowly under the table for the past ten minutes.

You glance at him and nod. “It’s great,” you say.

“I’m glad,” he responds before taking another bite as well.

The rest of the meal isn’t anything exciting. You all eat well, and when it comes time for payment, Seungcheol beats you to it. You try to pay, even going as far as trying to distract him, but he remains adamant. You reason he just paid for a hearty meal last time, and the least you can do is pay as a thank you for spending the night. He only shakes his head.

Seoah is much more awake on this car ride. Her mouth almost never stops running. She gives Seungcheol so many compliments on his apartment you figure his ego is bursting at the seams. He’ll be full of them for days. Then Seoah talks about you—well, tries to. You shush her every time she attempts to tell an embarrassing story.

“But he should know how you can’t eat more than three egg rolls before throwing up—” Seoah says from the backseat.

“Seoah!” you huff for the umpteenth time.

“Seriously, Seungcheol, she ate so much one time that her body can’t eat a lot anymore,” she continues. You rest your head against the headrest with a groan. You don’t want to go to jail. Deep breaths.

Seungcheol laughs, taking a quick glance at you. “Fully noted,” he replies.

“Good! You should know this stuff since you’re her boyfriend,” she says. “Well, not yet, anyway. You’re going to ask her out, though, right?”

The question has you holding your breath. You don’t expect him to answer as it isn’t any of her business, but there is still some hope that he’ll respond.

Seungcheol makes a small choking noise while he tightens his hold on the steering wheel, obviously startled by the sudden question. His face becomes flushed, and his ears turn a light shade of red. It isn’t often you see this side of Seungcheol, and you almost let Seoah continue. Almost.

“I—” Seungcheol starts.

“You’re five seconds away from being kicked out of this car,” you threaten Seoah as you turn in your seat to glare at her.

“Seungcheol wouldn’t do that to me,” she protests defiantly.

“There’s always a first for everything,” you smirk at her. “Plus, it’ll build your character.”

She gives you a shove on the arm and pouts.

“Don’t worry, Seoah. You’re safe with me,” Seungcheol says after he collects himself.

Seoah straightens at that, sticking her tongue out at you. “Told you so!”

You mutter a “yeah” at her as you shake your head and glance at Seungcheol. He gives you a lopsided smile before looking back at the road.

That night your mom and dad discussed their relationship.

It’s been delayed long enough, and all that pent-up anger finally bubbled over, resulting in your mom becoming the Hulk for five minutes. You had never seen her so mad, but you’re grateful she was throwing the objects on the floor rather than at your dad or Seoah.

They agreed to break up officially. It’s always been a cloudy subject with them. You didn’t really know where they stood, but it’s clear to you now. Whatever hopes of getting your family back won’t come true. Your parents have some money and plan to file for divorce papers soon. You aren’t sure how custody will work, but you figure Seoah will stay with your dad. Your mother is too busy traveling to take care of your sister. Despite your dad also being busy, at least he’ll be home more. Though, you get the feeling you’ll still have to look after her. 

As promised, your father put aside some time to talk to you. It wasn’t a lengthy conversation, but it was… nice, regardless. He apologized again for not being there for you and Seoah and said he’ll try to be better. He’s honest in that he tells you it will take some time, but you’re grateful he wasn’t feeding you fairytales. 

Two weeks pass by with the same schedule—wake up, homework, class, homework, dinner, sleep. You meet with Dae a few times to work on your project, but that’s all. You have a quarter of your outfits completed for the show, which feels good, but you still have more to finish. You’re on track with your own deadlines, but barely.

You haven’t seen Seungcheol much during the weeks. If you do, it’s only through passing. Texts with him have also been minimal due to your schedules. You should be fine with that. You’ve seen and talked with him plenty that weekend to last weeks, yet you can’t get him out of your mind. 

You’re not sure when you’d grown so attached to the man, and that makes you worry. You’ve only known him for nearly three months. It’s too soon to feel this strongly. To feel like you need him. You need to focus more on something else. Anything but him. You have repeated this in your mind, trying to make it stick. 

Though it isn’t too successful, considering you are sitting on your bedroom floor with Seoah stringing beads as a thank-you gift for Seungcheol. You want to blame this on Seoah, but you had come up with the idea. Seoah is here because you know she has been wanting to do something. However, if you are being honest, the main reason is you need an excuse for why you are making a bracelet for him. The idea is silly, but you found a bunch of beads in your room and needed to do something with them. Maybe this is too childish for someone like Seungcheol. You were going to back out of the plan, though Seoah was over the moon at the suggestion. Needless to say, you couldn’t change your idea even if you wanted to.

“These beads are too small,” you grumble as you try to pick up a bead for the third time.

“You just want to complain,” Seoah replies, having no issue with plucking beads from the container. You glance at her work. She used pink and blue beads only, alternating between the two. There’s also an “S” dangling in the middle.

“‘S’ for Seungcheol?” you wonder. Seoah glances at the letter and then at you.

“No. ‘S’ for Seoah. I want him to know it’s from me,” she explains. You laugh a little. A two-for-one use.

She tilts her head at yours. “Why the cherries?”

Your body warms at the question. It’s simple. Innocent. Nothing inappropriate or difficult to comprehend. Though the answer is more complicated, or at least, it’s too personal to share.

“They matched my colors,” you shrug, acting as if it has no significant meaning, but you know otherwise. 

You want him to be reminded of you any time he sees it. You want to be on his mind as much as he is on yours. It’s only fair. Plus, in a weirdly possessive way, you want to feel like he’s yours. Even if that isn’t true.

“There are strawberries, too,” she points out.

“I just grabbed the first charm I saw.”

“Ah,” she examines the unfinished bracelet. The beads are alternated in a different pattern than Seoah’s. It consists of mainly white beads, a few red and green ones scattered between. “It’s nice.”

As you tie the string, you consider the chance of him not wearing it at all. Is yours too much? Too cheesy? Should you just have given him money and left it at that? Why did you spend an hour planning a design and ensuring the beads you picked weren’t scratched or chipped? Seoah had finished hers minutes ago but stayed watching you.

It’s been a while since you hung out with Seoah alone. You hung out more when your mother was here, but even then, it wasn’t too often. You aren’t as close as you feel you should be. You glance at her once you are done. She’s been growing fast, slowly discovering her personality and interests. You know you will never win the Best Sister Award, but you can try to be an honorable mention.

“Seoah?” you call, fingers toying with the finished bracelet.

She’s staring at your hands, but you can tell she isn’t really registering what is happening around her. Somewhere lost in her thoughts.

Still, she answers and looks up. “Yeah?”

“Do you,” a pause, “want to sleep over in my room tonight?”

It isn’t a big deal. You don’t plan to have a pillow fight and do each other's nails, but you would have company.

She looks happy for a split second and then narrows her eyes. “What’s the catch?”

“There’s none,” you shake your head.

“Then why did you ask?”

You bite the inside of your cheek. Not quite ready to fight through the awkwardness of a sappy conversation.

“I thought it’d be nice to have some company, but you don’t have to,” you answer and grab her bracelet. You slide them inside a sheer bag you found, pulling the strings to close the opening. You stand up and place it in your purse. You’ll give it to him tomorrow.

“I want to!” Seoah says quickly when she feels like you’re changing your mind. “Let me go get changed.”

“It won’t be like the sleepovers you have,” you warn when she gets to your door. You don’t want her to get false ideas. She smiles at you.

“I know, but I don’t care.”

After you both are ready for bed, you lay staring at your ceiling. She talks about her classes, friends, and even a few crushes she has. She’s a social butterfly; unlike you, people enjoy talking to her. She is quirky enough to put some fun in conversations, but not excessive to come off rude or overbearing. You’re not sure how she grew to be such a good person because she sure as hell didn’t learn that from you or your dad. Whoever it was, though, you’re grateful. You’ve stopped feeling close to your family, so you quit putting effort into getting to know them more. 

Maybe you should change that.

This feels like walking in a tiger’s cage.

You are surrounded by people dressed up in suits and others in plain jeans and a shirt. The majority have neutral colors on, and it’s different from what you’re used to. At least in your building, there are more colors.

There’s no way you’re going to be able to camouflage yourself in your all-pink plaid outfit, so why try? 

You keep your chin high as you try to find the study room, ignoring the many stares you receive on the way. You texted Seungcheol earlier and asked for his location. When he asked you why, you simply said it was a surprise.

Room 526.

There’s a window in the door, and you peer in to see if he’s there. He is. Though he isn’t alone. Hajun, Hana, and Doyun are there as well. They’re silent, heads bowed, as they all work on something in front of them. Seungcheol seems deep in thought.

That is until Hajun makes a comment while glancing at Seungcheol. He smiles, chuckling at whatever she said before they both go back to their work. 

It’s odd to see him in this environment. He acts so casually with the very same people who only spit insults at you. You know Seungcheol has never stopped talking to them. You didn’t tell him to, and they were his friends before you. Yet, there is still a twinge of disappointment that he remained friends with them. 

Dae’s words ring in your ear from weeks ago—he could have left you. Then there is the devil on your shoulder telling you he should have. However, you tried that already. You made that decision for him, but he came back. And you let him.

“Yn?” says a male voice behind you. You jump, turning on your heel quickly and moving from the door.

Vernon stands with his backpack hanging off one shoulder.

“Vernon,” you say, startled. “What are you doing here?”

He smiles shyly. “I’m late for a study group.”

“I thought you were changing majors?” you question.

“I am, but I figured I’d stick it out for the classes I have. Don’t want to waste any more money than I already have by withdrawing,” he chuckles sadly.

“It’ll be worth it once you find something you like,” you reassure.

“Thanks,” he replies and gives you a toothy smile. He looks so young with that grin. “I should go in before they text me again.”

You step aside as Vernon moves.

“Hey, can you tell Seungcheol to come out?” you ask quickly before he opens the door.

“Sure,” he replies.

“You took your time,” Hana teases when the door opens.

“It’s not my fault my phone died overnight. I didn’t hear my alarm,” he pouts. There are a few chuckles that echo in the room.

“Oh, Cheol?” Vernon says. There’s silence for a second. “You’re needed outside.”

“Why?” Seungcheol asks; he sounds distracted.

“Yn’s here.”

“Yn?” Hajun questions, surprised. “What is she doing here?”

“I’ll be right back,” Seungcheol says as you hear the sound of a chair scraping the floor.

“She’s probably just here to recruit you for her stupid project. You don’t need to help her. Let’s just get back to work,” Hajun reasons. “Vernon’s here so we can get done faster.”

“I’m sure you can wait five more minutes,” he says. You listen carefully as his footsteps become louder. The door squeaks when it’s pushed open more.

You look up at the noise and meet Seungcheol’s eyes. 

Your breath gets caught in your throat. 

His hair is pushed off his face, a few pieces hanging down deviantly. He wears black slacks and a tucked-in white button-down. The tie around his neck is loosened and the first few buttons of his shirt are undone. 

His once-stressed face soon brightens as he lets the door shut. He moves closer.

“Hey, Cherry,” he smiles.

“Hey,” you reply, a little breathless from having held your breath.

“It’s good to see you,” he murmurs, leaning a forearm against the wall. You notice he’s keeping his distance, and you’re unsure if it’s purposeful. Perhaps you’re just overthinking again.

“You too,” you reply. Your eyes take one more quick sweep of his attire. How he makes a simple fit look so remarkable is beyond you.

“I can tell you want to give me another compliment,” he haughtily says.

You huff, trying to disguise your panicked expression with faux annoyance. “Not when you tell me that.”

“I can wait,” he says and disregards your comment. He lays his head against the arm that’s on the wall as if he’s taking a rest. You want to wipe that smug smile off his lips.

“You’re insufferable,” you whine.

“No, baby, I’m patient.” He speaks slowly as if to emphasize his statement.

You glare up at him but soon relent with a huff. “You look good.”

“Oh, come on, you used that last time. Don’t you have another adjective? Maybe one that rhymes with pot?” he smirks, an eyebrow rising in challenge.

He wants you to call him hot.

You aren’t going to at first, but then you decide you’re done with him having the upper hand. You recall his shocked and reddened face at Seoah’s question in the car. It would be nice to see that again.

You close the space between you, hand grabbing the end of his tie. Slowly, you wrap the material around your palm. His smug smile slowly disappears with each inch you tug him closer. He pushes his forearm off the wall and sprawls his hand on it instead. His other hand grabs your hip so he can’t tumble forward.

“I��ll say something even better,” you purr lowly. Your faces are so close to each other that you can faintly feel his breath. “You look very sexy, Seungcheol.”

The hand on your hip squeezes you, and you can see his Adam’s apple bob from his harsh swallow. It feels good to put him on the other side for a change. You smile triumphantly at his reaction before letting his tie unravel from your hand.

Taking a step back, his hand slips from your body, and you dig into your purse for the jewelry bag.

“Here, I came to give you this,” you explain and hold the bag up. His eyes drop from yours to the item. He still looks a little dazed.

“It’s a thank you for letting me and Seoah stay the night.”

Seungcheol takes the bag, flipping it over in his hand. He brings it closer and examines it through the sheer material. His lips slowly tug up. Before he can say anything, you hastily continue.

“It was Seoah’s idea. You don’t have to actually wear them, we—she just wanted to give you something.”

Seungcheol starts opening the bag, and you swiftly put a hand out as if to stop him. “You don’t have to open it now, you can do that la—”

He takes out the two bracelets, twisting them until both charms are facing him. You drop your hand and start playing with the strap of your purse, resisting the urge to tap your foot as you stand in silence watching him.

“T-the ‘S’ is for Seoah, not Seungcheol,” you explain. You’re not sure why you do it in the first place. It doesn’t really matter what the ‘S’ really stands for.

“And the cherries? What do they represent?” he questions, eyes flickering to you with a faint smile.

Your heart hammers in your chest. He doesn’t need to ask that. He knows what they represent.

“They’re just cherries. Don’t think too muc—”

“That’s not true and you know it,” he scolds gently. Your eyes focus on his hands as he carefully slips both bracelets on his wrist. They fit around him perfectly. They aren’t too tight to dig into his skin, but they are loose enough to allow a finger or two to slip through.

His gaze moves back to yours. When he notices your averted gaze, he leans in to catch your attention.

“What do they represent?” he repeats, a hint of sternness to his voice.

You meet his eyes reluctantly. “Me. They r-represent me.”

“Yes, they do,” he says, finally letting his smile show more. Seungcheol slips the bag into his pocket. “They’re nice. Tell Seoah thank you.”

“I will,” you answer, clearing your throat. “I’ll let you get back to studying.”

“Don’t you want your thank you?” Seungcheol chuckles and takes a small step forward.

Your body freezes in place. “I don’t need one.”

“Hm,” he says. He takes a quick glance at the study room’s door before cupping the back of your neck gently. Warmth spreads from that area to the rest of your body. You stare at him with wide eyes.

“Thank you, Cherry. Really,” he murmurs and then kisses your forehead for the third time since you met him.

You truly aren’t keeping track. Definitely not.

“I’ll text you later?” he says, though it sounds like a suggestion.

“Okay,” you agree with a small nod.

“You going home?” he asks and slowly walks back to the door, hand grazing your skin as he leaves.

“No, I have a class. Do you have a test or something?” you wonder, recalling how serious he looked earlier.

“A presentation,” he says. That explains his attire.

“Ah. Good luck,” you wish.

You’re not sure what comes over you, but you quickly added, “Oh, and Seungcheol?”

His hand is pressed down on the door handle when you call. He turns his head to you, waiting for your reply before he goes inside.

“You do look sexy.”

Seungcheol laughs, less flabbergasted about your compliment this time.

“Thanks, Cherry. You look beautiful.”

He says it as if it’s as easy as breathing. There’s no hesitation or delay in his comment. You wonder how long he’s been thinking that.

Seungcheol pulls the door open before you can reply and slips inside. As the door is closing, you hear Hajun ask, “Goodness, was she trying to get in your pants? You took forever!”

“Enough, let’s just...”

The door clicks close as Seungcheol speaks. You’re tempted to press your ear against it to hear the rest of the sentence, but you remember you’re in public. You inhale slowly, pausing for a few seconds before exhaling gradually. 

Why does every conversation with Seungcheol leave your heart racing?

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hq boys as non-sexual things that feel sensual

tags: mildly suggestive content (mostly pining)

bokuto: certain phrases are very sexually charged; “make me,” or “what are you gonna do about it” lunch time!! bokuto comes back from the cafeteria with his pork-cutlet sandwich to see you engaged in a card game with three other people. He sees that everyone’s bet something and you bet a strawberry danish you bought this morning and bokuto’s eyes go 🤩 he forces himself in LMFAO and makes sure to sit next to you 🥰❤️ in the end, it’s only you and him left (konoha and komi come over from their classes to see what all the fuss is about and they’re like …..how is bokuto doing so well 😶)

but you win and steal his sandwich on the desk 😈 he tries to defame you for cheating lol but all you do is look at him coyly like “and what are you gonna do about it, bokuto-kun? 😇” and suddenly his tongue feels heavy and his cheeks flush and he’s all 🥺👉👈 he asks you for the bread back because its his only lunch 😭💀 but he ends up winning sm more because you offer to share your bento with him and his heart goes 🥰💖💞

akaashi: sitting next to someone and your shoulders/thighs touch it’s the sports festival!! and it’s lunch break. he spots you sitting on a bench and he starts sweating at the idea of sitting next to you but he wants to be near you somewhat because then MAYBE you’ll talk to him??!? hopefully 🥺💔

he swallows his nerves and sits on the bench too but on the other side with a huge gap between you and your friend. he pulls out his phone to look “busy” LMFAO then, more of your friends come over and suddenly, you’re snug against him, your BARE THIGH touching his because you’re both in shorts and akaashi thinks he gonna pass out with the bashful apology you give him 😵 he thanks every deity he can think of that your friends came over and STAY because your leg is still touching his and he’s holding a conversation with you 😭🥺🥳💕💖❤️😍

konoha: having someone use your keyboard standing up while you’re sitting in front of it you’re in one of the school’s computer labs working on a research essay. akinori sits next to your station, having worked up the courage earlier to ask you if you could help him with his. he sneaks glances at you at the printers as you refill the trays with more paper 👀 he blushes even though you aren’t even doing anything to him 😭😔💔

before he can stop himself, he calls your name lmfao 🗣 but manages to save himself from utter embarrassment by asking you to look over one of his passages. coming over, you lean over him, hands on his keyboard as he leans back. his eyes are wide and cheeks ruddy as he tries so hard to keep cool because you’re so close 😍🥺💕 and god does he hope what he wrote was coherent because he thinks he’d d-word if you said it made no sense 😓😵

kuroo: when you’re sitting next to someone and they lean over and reach across you to grab something another day, another group project. kuroo gets added to a group with you and another guy because he was absent for volleyball. the two of you push your desks next to him and he’s fist pumping internally because you’re sitting next to HIM and not the other guy and he gets to act as the barrier AHAHAH 😇🥳😛

you’re working together when you ask one of your friends to pass over the notes she took from you. she’s sitting in front of kuroo, but diagonally to the right so she leans back and you lean forward to grab the papers. your arm accidentally brushes his chest and kuroo short circuits 😶 you’re SO CLOSE and your body is nearly laid over his entire desk and if he moves his hands up he could probably touch your chest HJAKHSDLKASD 👁👄👁 the guy next to him looks at him all 😐 as kuroo goes INSANE 🤯

kita: hugging from behind he’s home alone, studying in the living room for his university exams. you’re in the kitchen with his grandma helping her with tonight’s dinner. he smiles softly to himself hearing the two of you laugh 😊🥰💞

he’s halfway through a derivatives question when you hug him from behind, arms coming around him as you rest your head on his shoulder blades 🥺💘 when you softly tell him dinner is almost ready, his chest warms and a soft smile appears on his face ❤️💖

atsumu: the guys strapping you in on a roller coaster. are we gonna kiss? why are you giving me that eye contact? inarizaki’s vbc get together to go to the local amusement park!! they get in and the first thing the twins want to do is ride all of the roller coasters so after a ridiculously long line up, atsumu’s sitting next to osamu, waiting for an attendant to come buckle them in, when you suddenly come up in your cute uniform and hair tied up and atsumu’s like SHIT ITS YOU 😳 also damn y didn’t you tell him you worked here he could have gotten discounted tickets smh 🥴😒

anyways you come up to them to buckle them up with him first and he doesn’t really notice anything but you buckle the first strap really tight and he’s like “does it need to be so tight 😘” and you tell him, making eye contact, using your best customer service voice (vocal bottoming but at least you get paid) and with a pretty smile on your face that doesn’t reach your eyes, “yes, unless you want to die. and if you do, don’t do it on this ride because my shift ends in ten minutes and i don’t want to stay here to write a report about a dumbass who ko’d on a roller coaster 🥰” and he BLUSHES oop— 👁👅👁

osamu: having your back scratched you sit next to each other in class and it’s self study time and you’re helping him with the english homework that was assigned when his back starts feeling itchy. he rolls and moves his shoulders to try to alleviate it, but it just isn’t working so he brings a hand back to scratch at it, but he’s not flexible enough to reach it 😔 you ask him what’s wrong and he puts his arm down like he got burned because he doesn’t want to be seen doing something weird in front of you or making a weird face so he just says nothing but you raise a brow and go “are you itchy?” and he nods JAJCKKAD

you bring your arm up to where he was just scratching, “here?” a shake of his head, “no, a little to the right.” AND YOU SCRATCH RIGHT AT IT!!!!! he can feel his shoulders slump as he closes his eyes and groans a little WHOOP he’s SUPER EMBARRASSED but you just laugh it off and scratch him some more before going back to work and he looks at you like 🥺💖 why’d you stop?? even though you’re not even looking at him LOL 😞 touches his back that night in the shower like your hands were so small 😯😍😳 and maybe he should be itchy more often but it also quickly turns to she better not be touchy feely with anyone else 😒

suna: someone writing on your arm he’s forced to take this one evening class this semester because it’s not offered the next one and he needs to take it because it’s a prereq for almost every other course ugh but at least the cute girl who sits next to him lets him copy her notes LMFAO 😭💀 he left all his belongings in the gym’s lockers because he was going to go back anyways for practice so when the professor gives out a code for a free trial of the software they have to use for the homework assignment due in a week, he’s like shit; he left his phone in his bag 🤡💔

you offer to write it down on his arm, grabbing a pen from your pencil case. he nods like sure why not so you take his arm and push the sleeve of his hoodie up and start writing and he just stares at you 👀 your writing is cute and he kinda likes the feel of your hands on him 🤧 class ends and you part ways with a wave. It’s not until he’s reached the gym that he realized you could have just messaged the code to him on facebook 🤨 so he pushes his sleeve up and sees your phone number on his arm under the code 😘 aren’t you smooth!!! 😌

iwaizumi: when someone is putting the car in reverse and they put their hand on the back of your seat iwaizumi been interested in you for a while, and ever since he came to the revelation he finds it really hard to talk to you because he’s afraid of coming off too aggressive or you figuring it out 😔💔 good thing kindaichi reveals that you’re his older cousin and that you’ll be driving some of them to their next practice match because the volleyball team’s bus is out for a checkup!! 😍😘 oikawa, matsukawa and hanamaki all force him to sit shotgun as you drive (even kunimi and yahaba get in on it). iwaizumi grumbles about it and all but he’s secretly super happy he gets to be right next to you omg 👀😭 he takes a bunch of glances around the interior of your (parents’) car and sits a little straighter than he usually would.

he can feel the stares on the back of his head from the other third years egging him on to make a move and just when he works up the nerve to say something to you, you put the car in reverse to back out the parking spot and put your hand on the back of his seat 😳😤 iwaizumi thinks you look so cool AND HOT he clams up and just stares at you with his jaw slightly open 👁👄👁 💕pls save him 🤧

matsukawa: when a girl puts her hand up to yours and remarks on how yours is so much bigger you got randomly paired up with each other to do a presentation for your world history class and so you’re sitting next to each other on a saturday afternoon at the public library doing research together. matsukawa spent more time than he would like thinking about what to wear because he doesn’t want you to think that his fashion sense was as grotesque as the school’s khaki pants 😷🤢 (when you complimented him nonchalantly about how he looks a million times better in casual clothes compared to the school uniform and joking said that he should start a petition to get rid of the school’s ugly khaki plaid pants and skirts and use a photo of what he was wearing today as the main piece of evidence, he almost doubles over 💀)

you’re sitting next to each other and he’s still kinda reeling from the previous interaction ahjdalhd but he does his best to pull his weight. he’s taking notes in a notebook and you look over and comment out of the blue that his hands are really big as you look at yours 🤧👀 he blinks and looks at you like “yeah?” and you nod, putting your hand up and he does it too because he thinks he’s having a fever dream at this point, but not even in his wildest dream did he’’d ever think you’d push your palm against his and say “your hand is so big! 😳” he has to excuse himself to go to the washroom to scream 😘🥰❤️

hanamaki: when you’re sitting next to someone on public transport and the centrifugal force from the vehicle firmly mooshes the two of you together hanamaki pines for you silently and you can’t really tell he likes you because he’s pretty decent at keeping his emotions hidden. or maybe you’re just so busy with your senior year you don’t notice anything that isn’t the impending doom of university applications and keeping your grades up 😤😇 anyways the two of you get on and off at the same stop each day (which he secretly thanks god for 😭) and you’re sitting next to each other and hanamaki thinks he’s gonna combust because you’ve never been this close!! 🥺🥰

he can feel his hands getting sweaty already. hanamaki sneaks glances at you and tries to see what you’re doing on your phone LMFAO suddenly, the train lurches a bit and you slide from the inertia right into his side and then he can feel the warmth coming from your thighs, side and your shoulder are touching holy sh— 😭❤️😵👀💖 you look up to apologize as he takes a breath and you’re a little shy in your apology but he takes that chance to ask you about something mundane and he makes you laugh!!!! he thinks about the interaction for the next two weeks because he finally got to talk to you dhaskld ☺️🥺💕

kyoutani: when anyone raises their arms to stretch and their shirt gets lifted up slightly gym class—you’re doing timed runs today!! kyoutani is already finished with his so he’s just sitting off the side of the track, staring not-so-subtly at you but you don’t notice because it’s your turn next!! you’ve got the typical school mandated shorts and plain t-shirt on but kyou is all 👀 at your tastefully exposed skin. he thinks you look pretty with the sun hitting your face as you give a smile to your friend, squinting at the sun light 🥰

he’s just mindlessly staring at this point but then you raise your arms to stretch your triceps and the hem of your shirt rises up a little to expose the tiniest sliver of skin before it’s covered again 👁👁 his cheeks pink a little and you catch him looking LMFAO but you don’t think anything of it and just smile and wave as kyoutani burns bright red, heart battering against his ribs and looks away 😡🤡🥰💕 he saves it for future reference HURDURDUR 😇😛

ushijima: when a woman does that thing where she tucks her hair behind her ear while making direct eye contact ushijima is INTERESTED in you, likes you, is intrigued, would like to hold your hand and rub the back of your hand and feel the soft skin with his thumb—same thing 🥰 you’re talking to him about something for the cultural festival and he’s nodding along to what you’re saying because you’re so brilliant and responsible for working on the school festival committee wOW 🤩

time seems to move in slow motion as you look up him whilst tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. he zones in on the shy smile on your face, your cute cheeks, glossy lips and pretty eyes 🥺🥰 “ushijima-san?” “yes?” “what do you think?” “that’s a great idea, I will ask my team members for their input as well.” you nod exuberantly even though he has no idea what you’re talking about but your cute smile makes him all mushy on the inside 💖💕

semi: making eye contact with another customer at the grocery store around the same age it’s 2:11pm on a tuesday and semi’s at the grocery store because it’s summer and his mom was all “go to the store and buy these shimeji mushrooms for me, eita, they’re on sale!!! but only until 3pm so get skedaddling!” 😩 so he’s here and he swears housewives are the most powerful people on the planet because he thought he was gonna d-word just tryna get his discount mushrooms. he spots you in the condiments aisle looking at sesame oil and he gives you the up, down and lingers a little too long on your exposed legs 💀

he thinks you look really cute in your t-shirt and jean shorts though 🥰 when you look up and make eye contact with him and give him a little smile and wave he BLUSHES 🥺 and is right about to take the chance to talk to you but a granny hip checks him trying to get to the soybean paste and he almost trips and lands on his face 😔💔 so much for looking cool in front of you 😢🥺

tendou: having someone else play with your hair satori sees you on cleaning duty carrying the recycling to the bins as he finishes his runs around the school, about to make a turn to the gyms. he makes a beeline for you, calling your name with a bright smile on his face and waving his arms in the air. 🥰💞🥺

he bounds up to you and offers to help even though the bin is really light, cheeks warming at your smile 😊 when he takes the bin out of your hands , you wave your hand to get him to bend down. he complies, eyes widening when he feels your hand in his hair. he straightens up to see you holding onto a couple pieces of cherry blossom petals 🌸 he laughs bashfully; it feels like time has slowed and you’re the only two people in the world 💖💕

sakusa: if you’re on a pc/laptop, somebody leaning over your shoulder to look at the screen with you. the close proximity of your faces can feel awkwardly sexual you’re in the same kinesiology class and sakusa first noticed how GOOD your presentations are wtf and he’s even more impressed when he hears that you winged the whole thing because “i conveniently forgot about this until one in the morning when I decided it was a good time to reorganize your entire dorm room” ALSO you offered him hand cream the one time you caught him staring and against all reason he said yes and ever since he’s been dying to ask you where you got it from because HOLY was it nice 😍

you get paired up for the final pair presentation and he’s only become more interested in you! you’re easy to talk to and don’t pry too much and he finds himself oversharing at times 💀 the professor gives the class part of the lecture time to work on the projects so you’re sitting next to each other working when he asks you a question about the academic article he just found and you lean over his shoulder to look at his screen 👁👁 for anyone else, the close proximity of your faces would have grossed him out but he can’t stop thinking about how good you smell and how cute your ears look 👀🥰 when you tell him he’s found a really good source with an excited smile on your face, he BLUSHES and promptly wants to pass away because he has no mask on to cover him 🤡😭😵

sachiro: when you have a melting popsicle, there often comes a time where you must choose between eating it too quickly, or sucking it off so it doesn’t drip on you sachiro hums happily, holding your hand as the two of you walk home after your date and stopping at the convenience store where he buys the two of you popsicle sticks 😋

you’re talking about something funny you saw hoshiumi do in the class the other day when your popsicle drips onto you. you kitten lick at your hand and take the whole thing in your mouth to get rid of the more liquidy parts of your ice cream and sachiro is all 👁👄👁 he swallows thickly, cheeks warming and heart beating a little faster; why’s he suddenly so thirsty? 🥵💦🙈

gao: getting a strong whiff of somebody’s perfume when they pass you gao really wants to talk to you, like really really wants to talk to you 😖😭🙏 but you’re talking to your friends about something and the cute way you laughs and joke with them has him all 🥺🥰🤩

he’s about to walk up and join the conversation because let’s face it, gao isn’t afraid of much 🤧💀 too bad the teacher calls you back into the classroom about something. when you pass him, he gets a good whiff of your shampoo and his stomach flutters 😍😊🥺💕💖 follows you with sparkly eyes and wishes he made the choice to talk to you sooner 💔

futakuchi: bending over to pick up something you dropped kenji is watching (glaring) as you talk to one of the baseball team’s starting players 🤐 he’s so ticked but he doesn’t admit it like where does this guy get off making you laugh and smile like that wtf 😒🙄 luckily for kenji, the guy gets pulled away by the class rep for something so kenji calls your name to get you to look at him instead 😤

you come over and just as he’s about to stand up from his desk, he knocks over his eraser. you crouch down to pick it up and he finds himself really liking it 👁👁 he doesn’t get it either 🤡 like you aren’t bending and snapping—just folding your knees to get his eraser for him, but the way you tucked your hair behind your ear before you bent down so prettily has him ☺️😉🥵

terushima: when you’re eating and chatting with someone and they lick their lips yuuji pulled you away from your friends when it was time for lunch, wanting to spend more time with you one on one. he was so busy with volleyball and school lately 😞 and when he managed to get you to tell him how lonely you felt without him, he made it his mission to spend more time with you!!! 🥰😘💕

you’re eating together, sharing food and talking about everything and anything when he notices you lick your lips; he zones in on your little pink tongue as it swipes across your bottom lip 👁👁 “yuuji, you okay?” a hand on your cheek and suddenly, he’s kissing you. he tastes like the leftovers your mom packed you for lunch 🥰😋

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Random haikyuu fanfic recs

HELLO !!! LET US ALL BE EXCITED TOGETHER !!! I am back sorta not really but pretend I am HAHA. This is just me choosing random fics from my marked for later list (which is long asf and apparently mostly sakuatsu BYE) so there’s not really order to this LOL. Anyways, to the fics we go :D

As always, pls check WARNINGS, TAGS, and SUMMARIES for fics before reading and make sure you’re taking care of yourselves! Stay safe besties! :]

Like Smoke Blown to Heaven by littleboat (T) 22.2k /SakuAtsu/ this left me speechless. OKAY. This was amazing, and it’s written SO FREAKING WELL!!! I loved the Sakusa + AranKita agenda and I loved the mythology in it as well! I was super engaged the entire time and the ending. OH MY GOD. The ending. I am waiting for the rest of the trilogy PLEASE. Also everyone down bad for Aran is big facts <333

Upstairs by yoogiboobi (E) 15.9k /BokuAka/ I liked the build up for this fic, and it didn’t feel as long as it actually was!! I had a lotta fun reading it but also, the ending made me laugh so hard when Bokuto was being sad AHAHAH. It’s got SMUT in it, so check the warnings and tags!

Nice to meet you too? by milkcartontobio (M) 2.6k /SakuAtsu/ BYE THIS WAS SO FUNNYJSJFJSJDJ I was trying so hard not to laugh because I was out when I read it, BUT I FAILEDKAFJSLC It’s 4 chapters but each one is pretty short and it moves very quickly!

a fist amidst the hands by noodletastic (E) 13.2k /SakuAtsu/ THIS WAS SO GOOD!!!! I am in love with fighting don’t question it and AHFJJSJC made me feel so many things!!!! LOVE IT SO MUCH, and it kept me so entertained! A great time AHHH. (Also I read the other fics AND THEYRE ALSO SO GOOD!!! Read them all HAHA!) It’s got some SMUT in it, so be sure to check the warnings and tags!

thirst by spiritscript (E) 2.8k /SunaOsa/ AHDJSJD BARTENDER OSAMU !!!!! It’s pretty fast paced and contains SMUT hence the explicit rating but it was a very fun fic heh >:) I loved their interactions and the pinning LOL. It was a good time HAHA. ALSO WING MAN ATSUMU LET’S GO!!!!

like hollywood stars by skittidyne (T) 5.1k /IwaOi/ ok I like really like this one. Like LOVE it. There’s just so much about it that’s just done so beautifully and reading it makes me so uaisfja every time. I enjoy rereading this one because of how amazing the world building and plot are, and each time, I think I enjoy it more than the last! 

Life Model by meeks00 (M) 1.3k /SakuAtsu/ THIS WAS SO FREAKIN CUTE! It’s Atsumu pinning over Sakusa as he draws him, but he’s applying more charcoal to his face than the actual canvas. The banter between Atsumu, Aran, and Suna is so funny and the ending was SO CUTE HAHAHA!!

drag me through the mud by eidilechsi (E) 17.1k /SakuAtsu/ THIS WAS SO FUNNY OMFG, Omi is a pining loser and Atsumu is a drag queen! But Omi’s internal monologued killed me and when he interacts with Kiyoko? GOLD. It’s got some spicier scenes and it’s EXPLICIT for a reason, so be sure to check the tags and warnings on this one!

the worst ever by wheelspokes (M) 13.1k /SakuAtsu/ GAH IT WAS SO GOOD. I loved Omi and Waka-chan, and the progression of their relationship was ajkfd. We stan good, healthy communication! Also the pancake recipe (smooth Waka-chan smoooooth). But the way Atsumu adapts overtime and how he grew on Omi (kinda like mold LOL), jalfjkadfl IM IN LOVE.

Lost in Translation by rageprufrock (T) 9.6k /IwaOi/ This was SO GOOD!!!! I love UCI iwa and the tweets are so FUNNYAJFJSJ! Everything about this was done super well, and it was such a fun read :D I loved the characterization throughout and usually I don’t really like OCs, but they really added to the story (and it was easy to keep track of who was who). Also the ending was GOLD AHAHHA.

laid bare, right there by berfinwrites (E) 26.6k /SakuAtsu/ THIS. WAS. SO. GOOD. There’s a LOT of references to alcohol (check the tags and warnings!) but the connections to each drink were done super well and I had a lotta fun trying to guess which drink was next HAHA :D It kept my attention throughout, and I finished it in one go (which is something my dory like attention span is having difficulty doing nowadays :’) also shout out to @skamdumpster for the rec hehe ily <3333)

AHHH I know this was short (and mostly sakuatsu HSASJFLKAS BYE) but I’ve been super busy and the only old ones I had already read were SakuAtsu hehe oops :’) Anyways, I’ll probably see what I’ll do with this account after I start college LOL but until then we’ll see if I make another list HAHAHAHAA bye :3

[starglitterz]

hi there! let's play a game :D tag your moots, and name one special trait about them and why you love it. let's go!

hello !! this sounds SO FUN AKJSDKAJS LET'S GOOOO !!!!

i'm tagging literally all my mutuals including the ones i have never/rarely interacted with so it's super long & under the cut + sorry for the ping!

also it's organised in alphabetical order hehe

@3rdgymbros - your creativity !! AGHHH you always have such great ideas omg, i love seeing your brainrot posts on my dash, they're so inspiring and the way you write is so cool as well!! not to mention you're just all round a very nice person, wishing you a very i hope you get gorou :> HAHA

@abyssheart - GENESIS MY BELOVEDDDDD <3 i love your kindness !! you're always so sweet to me & my works, plus you always offer to hear me out if i need to rant, and that means the entire universe to me !!!!!!!!!!! rmb that i'm always here for you too darling :D also i miss the xiao theme already 😔 /j ILYYYY

@aelatus / @aelbedo - LYRAAAAAAAAAA !! omg we're kinda new moots but also kinda not (???) HAHA EITHER WAY i love your vibes !! you have this rlly calming, peaceful typa personality & aura (??? idk the word 😭) but yes ! and plus you're super friendly and nice and ur blog is so pretty omg ily and it always seems like you rlly care for me in the nicest way possible AHASJKJKS

@almondto-fu - hello sarah !!! omg we're like brand new moots but i've seen you on my friends blogs and you seem like such a nice person omg,,, i can't wait to get to know you more, i hope we get to be friends :D also is this a weird time to say i adore your writing 😭 the xiao ones actually scratch that ALL OF THEM make me go feral i need to go reblog them HAHA ALSO ALSO OMG TYSM FOR REBLOGGING EACH CYNOSURE CHAPTER THATS SO SWEET WTF ILYSM <3

@blisschi - BLISS !! you were my first ever mutual here omg, i love you & thanks for sticking around until now!! thank you for being my friend way back when i was super nervous starting this blog, and i love all your writings they make me so happy :] i love how sweet you are!! your responses to me when we're messaging & even to your anons are always so cute & cheerful omg, it's adorable !!! i hope we stay friends for ages, and i also hope you feel better soon <3

@bluexiao - BLUEEEE :D hi !!! omg first off congrats on almost 2k !!! i'm so super proud of you omg, you've worked super hard for this and you 1 million% deserve it!! i love your compassion hehe,,, which might sound weirdly specific but you've always been very nice to me whenever we interact! PLUS omg you literally offered to help me w the current genshin event which i am Struggling with 😔 HAHAHA speaking of which we need to co op tgt soon!!! i can't wait LOL and ilysm !!!!

@bookuya - BOO!!!!!!!! *cutely types out thesis on reasons why i love you* OK SO YOURE LITERALLY ONE OF MY CLOSEST MUTUALS KJASKDJASKD i love how fun you are !!!! whenever i talk to you the convo goes in all sorts of crazy directions which i absolutely love, and you're so freaking supportive too ?!??!?! not to mention ur a crazy talented writer, i stg almost all your fics are in my 'favourite' tag LMAO 😭 yES ANYWAYS the concepts for your fics + blog is also super adorable ALL THE TIMEEEE pls ‼ now give me a kiss before yumeko hybrid eats you mwah mwah <3 HAHAHA stg i couldn't pick just one trait to choose omg ilysm 🥺💖

@chaoticallychaos - LUCAAA !!! omg i love how multi-talented you are!! pls i adore it when you send me random hcs and stuff in my inbox, they're always so funny & cute like how tf are you so creative KJADSKJADS 😭 OMG not to mention your art skill ?!??!?! it's so good ?!?!? like i remember when you made the animatic of me, and the one of the modern au genshin streamers' room, they were SO COOL AKJSDKJ ily !!

@childeluv - LOVEEE I LITERALLY LOVE YOU AHAHAH <3 ok i admire your determination !! PLS THIS SOUNDS LIKE SUCH A WEIRD THING TO SAY 😭 but im talking abt like how you always accept comfort/emergency requests & write them super fast to help people who need them, youre literally like a superhero SKJDSKJ plus you have so many series ongoing at the same time yet you manage them all, which is so epic omg i stan <3

@constellarations - HIIII !! we're new moots omg and i just wanna say I LOVE YOUR CONTENT !!!! <3 your ideas are always super creative omg and reading your work always makes me smile :DDD here's to hoping we get to become closer, have a lovely day darling <333

@dilucbar - AERI AERI AERI <3333 I LOVE YOU OMGGG YOURE SO FUNNY IN YOUR REPLIES TO MY ASKS AKJSDAKJS 😭😭😭 PLUS I LOVE HOW YOURE JUST SUCH A COOL FRIENDLY PERSON you literally give me yoimiya vibes all fax no printer 🥶🥶🥶 HAHAHA omg plus your writing skill ?!?!? SHEESHHHHH 😩 AHAHA OMG I LOVE YOUR FICS i hope you feel super amazing & better asap!! proposes marriage cutely <3

@eternism - JADE MY DARLING WIFE BELOVED KISSES YOU <3 jade x quill so true <333 HAHAHA youre so nice to me !??!?!? and so chaotic too ?!?!?!?! I LOVE THAT OMG and also we're like married now no take backs HAHAKDKJSDKJ pls your blog is so fun and cute i love interacting with you so much, thank you for being my friend !! let's meet many cats and kittens together in future 😳😳😳 LMAO <333

@favoniuscodex - new mutuals !??!?!? ur blog is super cool and vibey, and i love your humour !! seeing your replies to your asks on my dash is so funny ALSJKDSK i swear 😭 also omg your fics are top tier, i hope diluc comes home for you soon (and that ppl stop asking you abt inheritance) LOL !! also pls stop with the constant xiao angst my heart can't take it /j

@ganyuslily - KNIVES !!! youre so cool omg you have such a badass vibe tbh AHAHA OKOK so i know you like flowers & their symbolism so i googled this and apparently alstroemeria symbolises friendship !! (not sure how accurate this is considering its the internet but you get what im trying to say 😭) SO YES i will now deliver a HUGEEEE bouquet of alstroemeria to you my love i hope you have an awesome day !!! also i forgot to mention i love your fics omg, plus your music taste is WONDERFUL <3

@glazelilyy / @luceyluce - LUCE THE LOML !!! omg in my head i always think of you as like kaeya simp no1 HAHAHA but anyways i love how friendly you are ! your blog is always so chaotic with all your anons causing ww3 HASKJDKJS but you manage to be on all sides at the same time and ALSO send me cute asks ?!?!? bro ur so powerful HAHAHA ily !!! and ur fics are cute asf, keep up the awesome work my love <3

@huataos - LIII i don't think you're active on here anymore T_T honestly i'm sad we didn't get to interact that much, but during the time that we did you were super fun and nice to talk to !! ily, hope you're doing well <3

@kachuuha-deactivated20210720 - cries patchi i miss you 😭 KJKJDSKJS anyways you might not see this but i love how like tranquil you and ur blog are, you have this awesome relaxing vibe which is so cool 🤩 also omg i love your creativity omg royal flush was so GALAXY BRAINED i stg, you deserve the world, i hope youre doing awesome !!

@kaeyalber1ch - HELP MIMI WE'VE NEVER INTERACTED BEFORE BUT YOU SEEM SO COOL !!!!!!!! omg your recent work abt xiao with an s/o who has a lip piercing *screams into the abyss* HAHAHA i love ur writing and hope we get to interact more !!!!!!!

@koriyue - OMG ASDKASJDK HI KITTY I CANT BELIEVE WE'RE MUTUALS KAJSDKJAS 😭😭😭 bestie i love how sweet you are to everyone on your blog omg, i've seen your replies to asks and you genuinely seem so kind !??!?! PLUS CAN I JUST SAY I LOVE YOUR GRAPHICS WTF ur so creative it blows my mind i have no choice but to stan 😌 KEEP UP THE AWESOME WORKKKK !!!

@lilikags - HELLO LILI !!!! we don't interact that often but i wanna say that ur so epic omg !! you're literally the number 1 kamisato ayato simp HAHAHA if mihoyo ever makes him a playable character we will all have you to thank for pushing the ayato agenda <3 LOL anyways ur writing is super cool and nice to read omg, i hope you have a great day !!

@love-impact - omg rosen you were one of my first mutuals here, and i wanna say tysm !!!!! i adore your humongous mind HAHASKJDKJSD as in your talent at worldbuilding !!!!! holy shoot your oc's and shambhala (did i spell that right 😭) are so creative & unique omg, plus it's so amazing to see how you structured an entire archon quest which showcased all the characters and the land, i love it & can't wait to learn more!!! (also hauteclaire x reader when???)

@mika-zuko - MIKAAAA HI !!! omg we've been mutuals for quite a bit now and i wanna say thank you for always reblogging my fics !!!! the adorable comments you leave always make my day 🥺 besides that i think we are both albedo simps hehe (albedo simps r always swag so true) HAHAHA ily & i hope we get to interact more often, you're always super nice and fun !!

@noirkkat - EZ OMG WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN 😭 genuinely not enough words in any language to express how much i love you ☹ honestly you never fail to make me smile when you send me asks, or comment on my fics, or talk to me; you're literally an angel omg there's no one thing that i love abt you specifically,,, i just love you as a whole sm, you're one of my closest mutuals on here and i'm so glad i get to call you my wife friend <3 AHAHA besides that you're also an awesome source of memes LMAOOO and ur blog is so chaotic yet also organised too ??!?! how do you even. also i want you to know that you can rant to me whenever you need, don't feel guilty abt it mmkay? ANYWAYS KISSES YOUR FACE MWAH MWAH IM TAKING YOU ON OUR HONEYMOON RN LET'S GO TO LIYUE <3

@oreoz-unfortunately - OREOZ MY BELOVED <3 literally ilysm you cant even COMPREHEND 😭 i love what a great listener you are !! whenever we're on discord you're also great at replying, we make so many hilarious hcs (like chongyun and xingqiu and FROG LMAOOO) & you help me out whenever i need help w venti characterisation HAHA plus omg you always listen to whatever im brainrotting abt and don't scold me for rambling abt it which makes me super happy :] anyways i will now proceed to hold your hand and we can move into an apartment together (apartment au so true) AHAHA ilysm !!!!!

@shiningbarbara - cassiel!!!!! i haven't interacted w you in ages omg i'm so sorry T_T i hope you're doing well my love <333 you were also one of my early mutuals here, and i remember that time we were messaging each other about vocaloid & our hobbies omg that was so fun. thank you for being such a caring person and also pls teach me your skill with makeup HAHAHA <3

@test-tube - katttt omg ilysm, i love how cool you are omg!! you're so chill even when dealing with hate anons you literally use memes against them AHAHA i love that 😭 not to mention you're so sweet and positive too !!! i love all your themes omg you're so good at making things look aesthetically pleasing 🤩 plus you just have this very nice calm vibe which i stan and wish i could have too HAHA <3

@teyvatdreams - hello dani !! we have never interacted before omg i cannot BELIEVEEE we're mutuals i love ur writing sm HSAKJDSJKD and you seem like such a cute friendly nice person, so i hope we get to be friends + interact more! ily, have a wonderful day my love !!!

@urujiako / @ohmykazuha - JIA ILYSFM AKJKJSDAS THERES NO AMOUNT TO ACCURATELY QUANTIFY HOW MUCH ILY 😭🥺 i love your positivity !! you always make me want to find the wonder in every day, and talking to you never fails to make me smile super happily AAAA ily ily ily !!! you're somehow so responsible that you can manage like 5 million blogs at one go?!??! and you make them all so pretty ??!?! omg i love that, girlboss vibes HAHAHA thank you for trusting me enough to rant to me, i may suck at giving advice but i'll always do my best to listen if you want to ramble about anything again <3 ilysm and i'm always here for you!! also here's a reminder not to overwhelm yourself, okay? >:( if not i'll have to come aggressively hug you to stop you from overworking. ily and you deserve the galaxy on a platter !!!!!!!!

@velionqs - ASUKAAAAAA MY LOVE !!! omg i love you sm, i still rmb how you sent me that xiao gif when i was on hiatus HAKJSDJKSKDJ THAT WAS SO CUTE !! thank you for being so considerate, i appreciate it loads omg <3 i love talking to you sm, and if you go on hiatus i'll miss you but please take your time !! i'll be here waiting for u to get back hehehe kisses from me to you !!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3

@xiaophobic - ATLAS MY DARLING BELOVED KISS KISS MWAH MWAH KJASDKJAS ILYSM HUGS YOU AND PROPOSES MARRIAGE CUTELY atlas x quill lovers arc is currently happening guys dw idk anyone named xiao 🙄🙄🙄 LMAOO atlas i love how thoughtful you are !!!!!!!!!! you always send me xiao (what idk who he is,,,,) hcs in my inbox which are SO CUTE like they have no right to be that adorable omg PLUS i send you diluc hcs too !!! but isok ur eloping w me frick diluc he can go drink grape juice or smth idk LMFAOOO anyways, thanks for being a literal comedian & my friend, ily!!!

@yanbub / @yanphobics / @kokomiluvr - YANNNN you are also one of my early-ish mutuals on this blog but idc how long we've been friends bc either way i love your chaotic energy !!!!!! pls every time your spam posts are SO FUNNY for no reason 😭😭😭 i haven't started tears of themis yet but i am manifesting for you to get a vyn card and for marius to go away (???? HASJDJKSD I HOPE THAT WAS RIGHT) anyways also i love ur fics sm ur like the funniest person on the planet can i marry you rn ☹☹☹ actually who cares about marriage instead can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars? 'cause i could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now. LMAOOAJKWDKJASKJD IM SO SORRY BUT I ASSOCIATE THAT SONG W YOU NOW YAN PLS HAHAHA ILYSM !!! I HOPE WE GET TO STAY FRIENDS FOR A SUPER LONG TIME AND CRY OVER FREE ENDING TOGETHER 🥺 MWAHHHHH <3

this doubles as a general mutual appreciation post which i've been meaning to make for a while hehe :] genuinely my mutuals & friends here always help make my day a lot better, you all mean so much more to me than you know and tumblr has rlly become a comfort/safe space for me bc of people like you <3 i love you all, thank you for everything - i'm so lucky i get to call you all friends, and i'm so glad i joined tumblr !!!

lots and lots and lots of love,

quill <3

[val-of-the-north]

Lmao thank you for tagging me, this was kind of hard! Wanted to choose a handful from a few of the series I love. Tried to stay diverse.

Mad Mew Mew/Dummy (Undertale/UTDR) We go way back, she meant so much to me even before her more substantial character arc that made people actually care about her lmao. Will never forgive the fact it was never implemented in any capacity in the PC version of the game. I need more of her, pls Deltarune pls.

Patches (Soulsborne as a whole) He is just a funny lad, a silly little goober, my chummy chum chum. No matter how strange things get, he is always kind of comforting to bump into. He is like, a familiar face in unfamiliar worlds. You know what to expect from him, always, yet he always finds ways to surprise you. Good character.

Magolor (Kirby) A close call between him and Nightmare, but ultimately, I needed to go with the egg boy because he is just so much fun and has plenty of characters to bounce off of. There's something very alluring to his personality. Mischievous little man, never stop exploiting my trust and my money (actually please stop doing the latter I beg of you)

Curly Brace (Cave Story) Surprisingly, she has been a muse of mine since time immemorial. There's something about her that just exudes joy, I don't even know how to explain it. But yeah, robo girl best girl, loved kicking ass together while in hell.

Golbez (Final Fantasy) I didn't think much of him besides his theme being awsome, but his writing in Dissidia kind of elevated him for me. He is such a sad figure and I love his potential bond with Cecil. Also, he is a powerful warlock in big armor, like, hello??? That's the kind of design I am an absolute simp for lmao.

It was fun! I love these blorbos so much ahahah.

Ok, now tagging... (only if you want to participate ofc) @hazmatmaid @sweet-sirin @tangerinethecat @greenblueyulum @alan-p-49

5 Comfort Characters, 5 Tags

Thanks for the tag @mako-neexu, this seems pretty fun.

Kim Dokja from Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint (orv)

Bedivere from fgo

Watanuki Kimihiro from XxxHolic

Romani Archaman also from fgo (i cry thinking of this man)

Xiao from Genshin Impact

Honorable Mentions (bc they deserve it): Oberon Vortigern, Dimitri fire emblem, Scaramouche/Wanderer, Xie Lian tgcf.

Tags: @loomss, @chaoticending, @torrentialslide, @lee-hakhyun, @thevoidofshitposts. Of course, it's completely optional, and anyone interested can participate.

[slightlymore]

hey!! do u have any advice on how to get people to read ur fics on tumblr? I'm new to writing and it doesn't even show up in the tags :(

hmmmm okay so ahahah idk myself! I think you should understand what people want, even when it comes to graphics and banner. a very good banner attracts a lot of attention. consider using apps like canva for example hehe

also, first of all, very ruthless 😳✋ write for a very popular member at first. something not too long and not too short. tag it accordingly. you can do something around 1k for example.

second of all. of course, smut is read wayyy more. I'm not saying you should write smut if you're uncomfortable and trust me, there are so many ppl who don't even want smutty fics. but it's a phenomenon that happens and we can't just pretend to be blind. smut is read a lot.

3. don't write a lot of stuff before the actual fic. don't comment your own fic either unless there's something you want to say specifically. (don't say "hi everyone. I'm back with my new fic. I'm sorry I haven't been around much on Tumblr but I have been away because etc etc). unfortunately the reader doesn't care and it just looks cluttered. give the fic info and that's it. what I mean is just write "member name x yn", genre (keep it quite simple too), warnings, words. that's it. please avoid stuff like putting your "writing skills" as a warning bc it's amusing yes, but ppl will take you seriously and won't read your fic. pretend you're confident. also don't say stuff like "i apologize for my bad writing, this is not proofread and there's so many typos and this fic is shit haha" because people won't read it. you do it because you want to prepare others mentally and yourself for future criticism (which won't even be there) by being "haha I know my fic is shit already, don't tell me pls don't criticize it" but you don't need it and it just puts the reader off too.

4. write in paragraphs. don't leave all the text mushed together because it's difficult to read. everytime something changes, start a new paragraph.

5. use some sort of separation if there's a time jump of location jump so people don't get confused.

6. don't write about sudden emotional change that hasn't been processed well. i.e.

"Are you coming to dinner tonight?" Taeyong asked with a smile.

"No!" you screamed.

why is yn screaming? what's going on? if you need to show something changing inside a character, add some other lines before, or right after. make characters very real, like real people behaving irl.

7. write something either very common, a kiss scene, thigh riding lol, etc that will always be liked or something very uncommon to attract people's attention. don't write very hard and incredible fics if it's your first work tho. people won't read it. first fics should be fun and easy to go through. you might have done 1 month of research, you wrote a high fantasy novel, incredible writing, and ppl still won't read it. write something you want to write but still very entertaining. when you'll have a big following you can introduce complex fics because people will know how your write and will dive into anything you put out. if they don't know you, unless the concept sounds very good, they might not want to read it

8. BE INCLUSIVE IF YOU WRITE ABOUT YN. please don't mention skin colour, hair texture, body type, etc etc etc unless you're writing about an original character (oc)

9. specific to smut genre. try to be a bit original and realistic when it comes to writing nsfw scenes. maybe avoid the same phrases we see everywhere "you're so tight", "you're so big", "taste like candy", "jeno made me cum 20 times" (??????? you alive????), "he teased me for 3 hours" (not realistic), "angry red tip", precum being there (it's not always there), yn cums and she wets the whole ass bed (only if you pee, that's not realistic 😔). a virgin being a sex expert. etc I think keeping a smut scene a bit fresh can make the reader more interested in your work

[kallikrein]

the more you post about wakasa the more i want to continue the series fic i planned for him 😩

pls tag me ahahah <3