#there’s sm moments i can’t count em on my fingers

[evermourning]

so some of y’all are getting too comfortable on fancalls…

[0o-junebug-o0]

Hii can we please get an Emily Prentiss with a fem reader with something to do with strip poker? :)

Love your fics sm!!

Strip Poker

Here you go, my love! And thank you! Also, I learned how to play texas hold 'em from a hermitcraft video haha

genre: fluff

cw: suggestive 16+! kinda fem! kinda gn!reader (reader's gender is not specified but is described as having breasts and wearing a bra), strip poker, getting together, kinda fade to black smut

wordcount: 1.9k

“Wanna play poker?”

You turn to look at Emily. She’s lounging against the arm of her couch and watching you with raised eyebrows and a cheeky smile.

“You better not be like Reid,” you warn.

She laughs. “No, no. Don’t worry. I’m good, but I can’t count cards.”

You raise your eyebrows. “What are you trying to trick me out of? I don’t have any cash.”

“So does that mean you want to play?”

You shrug. “Sure. I don’t know what we would bet though.”

“We could play strip poker,” she says simply, like it’s no big deal at all.

Your eyes widen and you can feel your face warm. “Seriously?”

Emily shrugs. “We don’t have to, of course,” she says nonchalantly. “But, yeah, seriously.”

You swallow hard as you try to wrap your head around Emily’s proposal. Strip poker. With Emily. With the woman you’ve had a crush on for over a year. The thought seems almost too good to be true. You find yourself nodding and Emily’s eyes light up.

You can’t help but feel a little guilty as she pushes herself off the couch and leaves to grab a deck of cards. But she suggested it. It was her idea. It’s not like this was an elaborate plan on your behalf to see her naked.

Figuring it would be easier to play on a flat surface, you slip off the couch and onto the floor, crossing your legs beneath you and leaning back against the base of the couch. You pick at your fingernails nervously as Emily returns waving a deck of cards triumphantly.

She sits on the floor in front of you, leaving about a foot of space, and slips the cards from the pack. “What kind of poker do you want to play?” she asks, shuffling the cards with an ease you find insanely attractive.

“I only know Texas Hold ‘Em,” you admit nervously.

Emily nods and shuffles the cards again. “We’ll play that then. I’ll teach you another variant some other time.”

You haven’t even started to play, but your cheeks warm at the thought of doing this again. 

“No blinds, obviously,” Emily says.

You nod in agreement.

“We’ll bet an item of clothing and the other person can call to match the amount or raise by adding another item.” she continues. “You lose a hand, you lose the clothes you bet. And that includes folding unless it’s right off the bat.”

You nod again, too flustered to come up with any words.

“Alright,” Emily says, dragging out the word as she deals two cards facedown to herself and you.

You pick up your cards. Queen of spades and two of clubs. Not a great hand, but a queen high isn’t horrible.  “I-I’ll bet my shirt,” you mutter.

Emily nods. “I will as well,” she responds, taking three cards off the top of the deck and laying them out between you. Eight of hearts, eight of clubs, and 3 of spades. 

You glance up to see Emily watching you with an indecipherable expression. You can feel your heart rate pick up and you fight the urge to lower your gaze, staring right into her eyes instead. She smiles. “Do you want to raise?” she asks.

“No, I’m good.”

“You ready for the next card?”

You hum in affirmation and she takes the top card from the deck and sets it next to the others. Two of diamonds. You feel a bit of relief at the thought that you might not be the first to begin undressing.

Emily pauses for a moment to give you a chance to raise, and when you don’t she takes the next card from the deck and sets it down to reveal the six of diamonds. “Ace high,” she says, lowering her hand for you to see.

You smirk at her and flip your cards. “Two pair.”

Emily laughs and tilts her head in acknowledgment. She sets her cards down and curls her fingers under the hem of her shirt. Your breath hitches as she slowly starts to lift her shirt, revealing first her toned stomach and then the black bra that perfectly supports her breasts. Her eyes stay locked on yours the entire time. She finally pulls the shirt over her head and tosses it aside and you have to fight the urge to stare. She’s absolutely gorgeous and you don’t know what to do with yourself.

Emily reaches out and rests her hand on your knee, making you jump slightly. “You alright?” she asks sweetly.

You find yourself nodding before you can even properly process her question. She smiles at you and your stomach feels like it does a backflip.

“Ready for the next hand?” she asks, picking up all the cards and shuffling them.

You nod again. It’s like her beauty has rendered you incapable of coherent thought, much less speech. Emily deals the cards and you look to see that you have a six of hearts and a seven of clubs. With some luck, you might end up with a straight and get to see Emily take off another piece of clothing. You blink hard to drag yourself back to reality as Emily says, “I bet my socks.”

You look down at your hand again. “I’ll bet my shirt.”

Emily raises an eyebrow at you and you smile back. Your nerves are quickly starting to shift into excitement. She sets the next three cards down. Ace of hearts, 10 of spades, and jack of clubs.

“I’ll raise my belt,” Emily says. You look up at her to see a cocky expression on her face. The flop gives the chance for a straight, though you doubt she has both a queen and a king, if she already had a straight she’d be raising way more than just her belt. She might have one of them. Or maybe she’s bluffing.

“I’ll match with my belt.”

Emily deals out the turn. A five of diamonds. 

“I raise my pants.”

Your head shoots up and you stare at Emily with wide eyes. Maybe she does have a king and queen. You try to read her, but her expression is the same slight cockiness and self-satisfaction it’s been the whole game. You look back and forth between your hand and the community cards. 

“I fold.”

Emily smiles wide and you hand her your cards face down for her to shuffle back into the deck with the others. You take a deep breath to steady yourself before beginning to unbuckle your belt. Emily’s eyes seem practically glued to your hands as she shuffles the cards. The metal of the buckle clinks as you pull your belt through the loops of your pants and set it off to the side. You lock eyes with Emily as you hook your fingers under your shirt and her hands go still. 

You smirk, pleased to see that you seem to have the same effect on her that she has on you. Taking a leaf from her book, you maintain eye contact as you slowly remove your shirt, and by the time it’s gone and you’re just in your bra, you can see the blush on her cheeks. The realization that she’s enjoying this just as much as you starts a fire burning in your gut and you start to think that maybe Emily wants you too.

She opens and closes her mouth for a moment, before lowering her gaze back to the cards and shuffling them again. “You’re beautiful,” she says softly.

Your face feels like it’s on fire. “Th-thank you,” you stutter, taken aback. “You are too.”

She lifts her head slightly and smiles at you softly before handing out the cards. Seven of hearts and king of spades. Emily hums as she looks at her cards. 

“I’ll, um, I’ll bet my socks,” you say. Now that you’re both shirtless, you can feel the excitement curling in your chest. You want to see more of her. 

Emily nods. “I’ll bet my belt.”

She lays down a four of clubs, nine of spades, and a king of clubs. You smile confidently. The flop doesn’t lend itself to anything good so you feel you have a good chance with a pair of kings. Even if Emily has a four, as long as another one isn’t played in the turn or river, you’ll win.

“You gonna raise?”

You think for a moment before shrugging. You might as well. “I’ll raise my pants.”

Emily’s face flushes. “I’ll match with my own.”

Neither of you raises the bet as an ace of hearts and eight of clubs are played. When the hand is over, you smirk at her, feeling confident in your victory. You set your cards face up on the floor. Emily laughs and does the same. Your jaw drops. She has a four of spades and a four of hearts.

“You forgot about three of a kind, didn’t you?”

You stare at her in shock. “I—yeah,” you admit. “I thought for sure I had you.”

“That’s what you get for being cocky,” Emily teases with a laugh.

You scowl playfully and stick out your tongue. You quickly tug off your socks and toss them to the side before climbing to your feet. Emily’s gaze follows you as you stand, watching the movement of your fingers as you undo your pants. You can see the way her chest heaves with each breath as she watches you slowly push your jeans off your hips.

You bend over seductively, giving her a good view up your bra as you slide your pants down your legs. You swear you can hear her breath hitch. Once free of your jeans you toss them off to the side and sit back down with your legs crossed in a way that leaves your underwear exposed. 

Emily lowers her gaze and quickly reshuffles and deals the cards. The round passes quickly and you can tell she’s distracted. She jumps straight to betting her pants and you match with your bra, then she loses with a jack high to your pair of threes. She practically jumps to her feet and without removing her belt, pushes her pants down.

The sight of her underwear makes your face burn. They’re a pair of small black boyshorts that hug her ass perfectly as she bends over, forcing you to struggle between choosing to look there or at her breasts. Either way, she’s gorgeous. 

She tosses her pants to the side and, instead of sitting back down where she was, she closes the gap between you and lowers herself to sit on your lap. Your arms shoot up in surprise, your hands hovering over her skin, unsure if you’re allowed to touch. You can hear your pulse rushing in your ears.

Emily drapes her arms around the back of your neck and stares at you for a moment. You stare back with wide eyes and your mouth parted slightly in shock. She brushes her hand over your cheek and you swear your heart skips a beat. 

“You can touch me, sweetheart,” she whispers.

You nod desperately and immediately your hands find her hips. “I-is this really happening?” you breathe, unable to wrap your head around it.

“If you want it to.”

You nod again, just as desperately. “Yes, God, yes. I’ve wanted you for so long,” you gasp weakly.

Emily smiles softly at you. “I have as well.” Her gaze drops from your eyes to your lips. “Can I kiss you?”

You think the way your hand immediately slides into her hair and presses her lips against yours is answer enough.

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sweeter than sugar

open heart third year: aurora emery x f!mc (emilia evans)

summary: just two girlfriends taking a break from studying to bake.

warnings: mentions of the maitotoxin attack, taking pills, very brief mention of survivor’s guilt.

word count: 1.1k

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a/n: something quick i wrote last night. i miss aurora sm :(((

“Ugh… I need a break.”

Emilia slumps over the thick medical textbook, staring into the darkened kitchen. She had always wanted to be a doctor. Working half of her life towards this goal of hers has Emilia beaming when her fingers brushed against her very own Edenbrook Hospital photo ID. In this moment though, with the board exams fast approaching, she wants to bang her head against a wall and call it quits.

Unfortunately, her study buddy would never approve of such a decision, so she exhales slowly and wills to keep cramming her brain with medical knowledge.

It’s a quiet, late afternoon at the apartment. Sienna, Jackie, and Elijah have commandeered their spots at the cat cafe again, since last week’s study session proved effective. Aurora and Emilia, on the other hand, opted to stay home just because. Their schedules haven’t been lining up, so it was rare to pass by each other in the corridors, let alone sit down at the lounge to have a cup of coffee together. What’s a better way to spend time together than studying for the boards?

Just as her eyes start to go unfocused, Aurora pushes her chair back, standing up with a small huff.

Emilia pats the spot next to the empty coffee carafe, murmuring, “More caffeine please.”

“No,” Aurora says, “No more caffeine. We need actual food.”

“Objection.”

“I’ll make us something to eat. What do you want?”

At that, Emilia perks up. “I’ll come with.”

Aurora gives her a knowing look. Recently, she fell down a rabbit hole of wanting to master simple recipes. It was cute—worrying, as well, but mainly cute—because the driving force of her decision was Emilia.

“I wanna cook for you sometime,” Aurora mumbled one night.

They were cuddled together under the sheets, making small pillow talk after a particularly long day at work. Emilia had looked to her girlfriend, smiling warmly, “I’ll teach you.”

Suffice to say, that didn’t work out. The moment Aurora presented a clump of dark, withered bacon strips was the moment Emilia should’ve known. After several attempts and the setting off of fire alarms, she concluded that cooking was just not one of Aurora’s strong suits.

Now, Aurora gives Emilia a slight frown, saying, “I’m not going to burn down the kitchen.”

“Debatable,” Emilia quips, giving Aurora’s backside a gentle pat as she passes by her, “I adore you, but you can’t cook.”

Relenting with a small smile, Aurora follows Emilia into the kitchen and sets the coffee pot in the sink. As Emilia pushes her sleeves up, eyes sweeping across the kitchen counter for any potential ingredients, Aurora moves behind her and gathers her hair in her hands. She ties off Emilia hair in a low, loose ponytail, and peeks into one of the cabinets. There, she finds an array of cake mixes.

Emilia lets out an approving sound beside her. “Good idea! Let’s make chocolate lava cake.”

“This is Sienna’s,” Aurora notes, “Wouldn’t she mind?”

“I’ll repay her with cake.”

“If she starts stress baking and notices one of her cake mixes went missing, I wasn’t involved.”

They split up tasks and get to work in comfortable silence, ever so often murmuring to one another one about how good the kitchen smells with the aroma of chocolate in the air. Aurora insists on mixing the cake batter, so while she busies herself with that, Emilia makes the filling.

“Hey, ‘Rora,” Emilia calls.

“Yes?” Aurora turns, raising a brow in question.

“Try this.” Emilia holds up a spoonful of liquefied dark chocolate, cupping a hand under Aurora’s chin to prevent any filling from staining her shirt.

Aurora wraps her lips around the spoon and hums, eyes twinkling in delight. She nods. “It’s good.”

Emilia, pleased, breaks out into a smile. She added a small handful of sweetened shredded coconut, Aurora’s favorite. “I might just quit my job and become a chef now.”

Aurora lets out a small scoff. “Don’t get ahead of yourself.”

“Would you love me if I wasn’t a doctor?”

“You’d never quit your job.”

“Yeah, but, still. Would you?”

“Of course, Em. I don’t care what your profession is, I just want you.”

A wide smile spreads across Emilia’s face as she cooes, “Aurora…”

“Oh, stop.”

Ten minutes later, the oven lets out a soft chime. Emilia, with her oven mitts, removes the tray of ramekins and settles them on the kitchen countertop. All the while, Aurora pours themselves two mugs of milk. She takes a glance at the clock and pads into Emilia’s bedroom, returning with a bottle of pills in hand.

“Time for your meds, Em,” Aurora says. She fills a glass with water and hands Emilia two pills, stroking her back gently. “How are you feeling today?”

Emilia ponders the question with a small smile. “I’m good. The headaches have been mild lately.”

As a result of the maitotoxin attack, Emilia has come down with occasional headaches. It’s nothing too serious, but to manage the residual effects of the incident, migraines and guilt being the two biggest ones, she takes medications, and she goes to therapy. Emilia takes it one day at a time with Aurora right by her side.

She has been more than helpful, reminding Emilia to take her pills whenever it seems to slip her mind and acting as a human pillow whenever the headaches are almost unbearable. Emilia would tuck her face into Aurora’s shoulder. In turn, Aurora would circle her arms around Emilia, rubbing her back and pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

With a swig of water, Emilia takes her medicine, flashing another smile at Aurora. “All good. Let’s eat.”

They push aside the sea of textbooks, files, and laptops to make room for the dessert. Through the floor to ceiling windows, Emilia sees the sun setting. The stretch of towering buildings and glittering waters against the fusion of orange and pink is a mesmerizing sight, even more so with Aurora placed before it.

Indiscreetly, Emilia snaps a photo of Aurora as she pokes a spoon into the cake. She turns her phone’s screen towards Aurora, beaming, “New lock screen. You look so pretty.”

Aurora, like her usual self, smiles shyly and lowers her head. “Shut up. Eat.” She raises the spoon to Emilia’s mouth.

Emilia isn’t sure if it’s because of the filling or the fact that it’s Aurora who’s feeding her, but the dessert tastes much sweeter than it should. She takes Aurora’s hand in hers as they carry on with demolishing the cake, the simplicity of it all warming her heart.

[svtskneecaps]

Dead Mall Notes

it’s gonna get kinda lengthy so i’m gonna slap a keep reading on it

ALL THE DEAD MALL AU PARTS / TEASERS AS OF JULY FIFTH:

First Part 1 Teaser

Final Part 1 Teaser

Part 1

Part 2 (no teaser for part 2 that I could find?)

Part 3 Teaser

Part 3

Part 4 Teaser

Part 4

Special Video

Part 5 Teaser

Part 5

Part 6 Teaser (binary reads “this is his game / this is our fate”)

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8 Teaser

Kakao Group Chat Name: Dead Mall Cafe, Password: Mimi

i get the feeling that the Alone teasers will be important, so to be safe i've compiled a list

Sources:

United Kpop Teaser Breakdown - Doesn’t have all the info, but has the teasers embedded in the page

A Little Glass Cafe - lists off the Prime Number and member who makes a cameo in the video

(for those who don’t know or don’t remember, Prime Number was a number hidden in each teaser video which could be used on the website to unlock a teaser photo for that member)

KEY: teaser release order, Member (with a link to their teaser), video quote, prime number, cameo, extra notes

if you need clarification, just ask~

1. Vernon - "one less than a full revolution" - 359 (woozi) (compass)

2. Jeonghan - "somebody said it means imperfection and danger" - 11 (hoshi) (camera)

3. Mingyu - "Another chapter of my life began since i met you" - 2 (wonwoo) (duplicates/mirrors?)

4. DK - "in the place thirteen pieces can be completed" - 3733 (seungkwan) (stopwatch)

5. Woozi - "all of the questions in the world can be answered in one definite answer" - 4643 (scoups)

6. Jun - "as the door opened i was faced with a new destiny" - 1013 (the8)

7. Dino - "do not be blinded by the illusion in front of you but follow the truth inside of it) - 7 (joshua)

8. Wonwoo - "us in the different system, another form of seventeen" - 10001 (Vernon)

9. Hoshi - "the line for reaching to the beloved ones" - 2232111 (Jun)

10. Seungkwan - "a pioneer who cast himself into his destiny" - 5 (Dino) (laundromat)

11. The8 - "do you remember how long did we share for each other" - 103 (DK)

12. Joshua - "an everlasting being whichever way it goes" - 131 (Mingyu)

13. S.coups - "I was afraid and anxious since I was all alone /nevertheless we met on thirteen different paths and eventually / a complete bond has formed leading us to our brightest moment" - 17 (jeonghan)

Mimi said there’s important info hidden in the teasers (source)

we know that none of them can text in the side stores (source, source)

also, coups’ phone is almost dead (source) and is now confirmed dead (source)

seungkwan was the teaser image for part 3 of the au, in which Woozi finds the paper with “a pioneer who cast himself into his destiny” on it (in a laundromat, might i add). it’s helpful to note that the teaser image is a screencap from his Alone teaser video, which also includes the quote and the number from the paper

in the first teaser for the au, there’s this sequence of numbers: “ 13, 12, 11, 9, 8, 5, 4, 2… 13?” seungkwan went missing and took their number down to 12. chan made it 11, jun and wonwoo made it 9 maybe other people will slowly go missing until there’s two, and depending on our choices all thirteen will escape or not, since there’s a question mark on the last number?

the doors are locked with passcodes (source). possibly this is where the numbers on the paper come in?

seungkwan talking in the group chat in part three is a typo (source)

after a surface google, the words on the part three teaser and the final part one teaser don’t seem to have any significance with seventeen, i’ll keep an eye on ‘em tho

the part 4 teaser is a screencap from dino’s teaser trailer so keep an eye on our boy chan there

the caption of the part 4 teaser seems to be a translation of “don’t wanna cry” (the same song the Alone teasers relate to, this era’s hella important)

the caption is also coups part (don’t trust S hmm??) (cr. nicole in the gc for knowing that)

teaser five is a screencap from wonwoo’s teaser video, the screencap is showing the set for vernon’s teaser video

the binary wonwoo sends in part 5 reads “when I close my eyes and count one and two” “before i know it i am asleep and” “i look for you in my dream unknowingly” (Joshua’s verse in Habit, cr. Steph in the gc)

the paper they found in part 5 relates to Dino’s teaser, Dino being the member which went missing in the previous part (source)

there’s one scene in the special video that specifically foreshadows something (mimi said in the gc)

mingyu and minghao have some strong gay energy going on there dunno if it’s confirmed or subtext (source)

THE SEUNGKWAN THEORY: (cr. nicole in the gc)

seungkwan fakes his own disappearance so he’s free to work, and places suspicion on wonwoo, who he knows Seungcheol has beef with (source). that done, he snatches chan, who he knows seungcheol is close with (and we know this bc they were in the same group together and it’s reasonable to assume that they grouped with people they don’t hate) (source). he texted vernon with ‘don’t trust S’ (source) to sow more confusion and distrust. that done, the theory goes that if in part 5 wonwoo goes missing, seungcheol will be top suspect as he checks off a lot of the points (motivation to knock wonwoo off, chan vanished while alone with him, name starts with an S). (extended cr. Molly in the gc): if Jun and wonwoo had seen him it’s possible they were like “look it’s our missing friend! he looks like he’s in trouble. let’s go help him,” thus allowing him to knock off two at once.

Other theories:

whoever is behind it isn’t working alone, they have an accomplice among the group

This probably doesn’t relate to the au, but it’s cool: A reverse image search of the image from the first teaser pulls up this site which talks about a bunch of dead malls, and has some nice terminology (neither of the others have anything of real significance, although we might keep an eye on ‘boys be’ in the case of future cryptic notes, as it’s the photoshoot the second teaser comes from)

Welcome to a segment I like to call ‘How Sketch Are They’, where I list off the reasons they could or couldn’t be the one behind it

S.coups / Seungcheol (SC)

seungkwan said ‘don’t trust S’ (source)

was alone w chan when he disappeared (source, source)

had the motivation to knock wonwoo off (source)

Jeonghan (JH)

Joshua (JS)

suggested they split up (source)

semi sketchily says “you look so tired”, inviting someone to let their guard down and sleep (source)

Jun (JN)

reportedly was close to wonwoo (according to Josh, who’s seeming kinda sketch) (source)

was awake and alone with wonwoo when two people went missing at once (you’d think it would be hard to nab two people at once) (source)

had an emotional breakdown (although, the boy is an actor) (source)

Hoshi / Soonyoung (SY)

organized the trip (source)

the only one who’s been to the mall before (source)

'don’t trust S’ (sourced above)

Wonwoo (WW)

was alone w seungkwan when he disappeared (source)

went missing in part 5

reportedly close to Jun (according to Josh, who’s seeming kinda sketch)

was awake and alone with Jun when two people went missing at once (you’d think it would be too hard to nab two people at once)

Woozi / Jihoon (WZ)

went off alone and found the note (source) (we know this because he was in a group with Vernon and Vernon was one of the ones asking him what he found)

Dokyeom / Seokmin (SM)

seconded josh’s suggestion to split up (source)

‘don’t trust S’ (sourced above)

Mingyu (MG)

The8 / Minghao (MH)

Seungkwan (SK)

potentially could’ve faked his own disappearance and sent vernon the text to sow even more conflict among the group, but i don’t know a motive

Vernon / Hansol (VN)

was in Woozi’s group but didn’t freak when Woozi went off alone (source) although in later parts it’s clear that they told him they were going off (in the first place) and that’s why he was chill with it 

freaked when Seungkwan texted him and seemed confused (if he was the sole culprit he wouldn’t have bothered act, either he’s innocent or isn’t the only one) (source)

Dino / Chan (DN)

Who can’t be working together, if it’s a group job:

Soonyoung and Vernon (vernon pointed fingers at soonyoung) (source)

Seungkwan and Vernon (the texts sent after seungkwan’s disappearance) (source)

Seungcheol and Wonwoo (they’ve got some mad beef, and wonwoo wouldn’t go missing because after all their **very obvious** fighting they know that would incriminate cheol) (source)