#this is embarrassingly simple for how long it took me to make omg

[konoharfts]

“…When I’m with you the world makes sense, but when we are apart I see clearly that your world is not one from which one can escape..”

Heard the “Dear Arthur” Red Dead clip and thought of my rancher Gai and outlaw Kakashi from the Cowboy AU so uhhhhh now y’all have this 🤷‍♀️

Anyways, enjoy the sad gay cowboys, they took years off my life 🙃

^^ full comic

Yeah so basically my concept was that Kakashi and Gai met each-other at a bar, got into some shenanigans (lots of stupid challenges and flirting ), and yadda yadda thy start seeing eachother on the down-low.

At first the whole Kakashi being an outlaw thing doesn’t really matter to Gai. The tales of his dangerous and illegal adventures are exciting and it’s definitely not horrifying when he comes to the Maito ranch with blood oozing out of a barely patched wound. It’s endearing that he trusts Gai enough to help stitch him up on the kitchen table.

And it’s not like Kakashi likes doing illegal activities… he just has people he needs to protect, people who he’s completely loyal to, and sometimes those people need him to back them up while they do illegal activities. 🤷‍♀️

But, you know how it goes, suddenly it starts to catch up. Suddenly the grey gets murky and someone takes it a step too far and now your boyfriend is being actively hunted by law enforcement 🤷‍♀️ Suddenly those stories become concerning, and you wonder if the next time he stumbles through your door with an injury he got god knows where will be that final nail. Suddenly you don’t want to ask how he got it.

(^^ by you I mean Gai, buuut you get the idea)

So yeah.. Gai knows full well well that Kakashi’s loyal to his crew to a fault. He knows that no matter how good life is when Kakashi’s around - how good KAKASHI’S life is when they’re together - Kakashi will never abandon his comrades…. And Gai’s whole life is on that ranch…

So now the only time Gai sees Kakashi is on the various wanted posters that circulate (though they could never quite get his eyes just right) and the only time Kakahshi sees Gai is the few times he has a nice dream (instead of a nightmare)

Yeah anyways you guys see the vision right? I don’t even have that strong of a plot idea I just get my heart ripped out every time I hear that RDR2 scene and I figured Cowboy AU KakaGai kinda fits so 🤷‍♀️

If anyone read that I will serenade you sofly 🫶🎶🎷🐛

[theraedar]

how long dose drawing take you?

Omg I am actually…..very embarrassingly slow LOL I get ridiculously hung up on trying to make the tiniest details perfect and I take a long time to even draw something simple 😭 I really do want to work on being more loose and quick, but as slow as I am, I do enjoy my process!

For something even simple like sketches or memey pics, I usually take an hour to a few hours. For full illustrations I usually track 15-20 hrs at LEAST, according to Procreate’s info. It’s because I sketch the basic shapes, then sketch over it again, then if it was really rough I do ANOTHER cleaner sketch on top, THEN line. But then I’ll be like “oh but this line looks off” or “should this be 2 pixels to the left or right”….and oh god once I start coloring and doing effects/bgs….that’s probably what Really gets me bc I’m so indecisive LMAO. I’m out here trying out 10 different variations of everything and testing different opacities of the overlays and constantly switching back and forth until I maybe finally decide an hour later.

I am kinda embarrassed with how slow I am compared to how long I think other artists might spend on a similar piece, but I know everyone works at their own pace and in the end, I’m usually very satisfied with my decisions and how my work comes out, so it’s worth it to me! I only wish I could be faster to be able to draw more often because I have so many ideas I wanna see come to life. It’s just that sometimes it’s hard for me to set aside the proper amount of time and/or energy bc I know it always takes a Lot. I also tend to draw in very LONG sittings because it’s a challenge to start things but once I get going, I KEEP going lmao

Some screenshots of examples of my pieces with tracked times under the cut, I’m Really exposin myself haha

Full illustrations

Most of the time in this snack run pic was really eaten up by me trying to decide bg/graphic design. Also the snacks themselves LOL

Ok i was REALLY struggling for this halloween pic lmfao, esp the lantern and the perspective 😭

More simple pieces

What was supposed to be a simple draw-over meme ended up taking me hours 🙈

This one prob took about 1.5 hrs, I had other unrelated doodles before lol I rly can’t do anything under an hour

[diaco1968]

REQUEST!!!

@yeehaw87

Ok this took my lazy bottom so long to reply to! I'm sorry!!! And then I accidentally deleted the main request!!! Omg double sorry!

But! Very interesting request to be fair XD

Hope you enjoy.

@yeehaw87

Warnings! Suggestive themes, bj/oral sex, mentions of rude words, awkwardness!

Shoto

• He had taken you home with a cab from the fancy dinner, and you attempting to be polite invited him inside for a drink. His elegance was unnerving to you, making you feel small and trying harder than usual to not mess up. The look on his face. He usually looked unimpressed or just less than amused with everything in general. So, it didn't necessarily mean you were being boring... right?... These thoughts were running through you making your anxiety sky rocket and the butterflies in your belly to go wilder than usual when he leaned in gently for a kiss.

• All the feelings and thoughts doing their part to force your body to relieve you of the sexual tension they created, the simple kiss stirred into a heated makeout session, and that led to his hand sliding up your legs as he turned from his place on the couch to face you fully as he pulled you over and onto his lap, lips never disconnecting as they moulded together feverishly. His hands on your ass, pulled you closer, grinding you over his crotch And of course you wanted more contact on certain other areas so you started by unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off before slowly pushing him on the couch so he was lying on his back now with you straddling his hips. You pulled back from the kiss, panting lightly and straightened up to pull your shirt off over your head.

• Unbeknownst to you, Shoto was quite nervous too. He feared messing up anything with you. The way you always made his heart flutter with any simple thing you did. And surprisingly, when he was nervous he tended to blabber. Averting his eyes from your undressing, with a soft blush he looked up. And blabber he did.

• "Did you know the ceiling needs painting?"

• You already had your shirt off and numbly looked up to see what he was referring to. It sure did. But... were you so boring to him that he found the ceiling more interesting?... looking at the ceiling when you were taking your shirt off?! All your movements froze and tears started welling up in your eyes as you tried getting off of him. His eyes snapped back onto you, catching a glimpse of your watery eyes right before the tears spilled and you turned your head to hide them from him. A choked sob left your lips. And that was the moment he knew he fucked up. Grabbing your hands to prevent you from running off as he sat up with you still in his lap, wrapping you in his shirt and grabbing the sides of your face to wipe your tears off with his thumbs.

• "Oh shit! I'm so sorry! It's not-! I didn't-- I meant! ... I'm such a fucking idiot... I just didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable by staring at you..."

• He wrapped his arms around you, pressing you flush to his warm bare chest, rubbing your back while rocking back and forth.

Dabi

• You were sore all over, but the warmth and the aftershocks of the pleasure earlier still running through your deliciously worked out body had you feeling amazing. Added to the way he breathed on the back of your neck and had his arms wrapped tightly around you from behind, his extraordinary warmth radiating off his body soothing your muscles, made your first ever experience such an amazing thing. Your emotions were in overdrive along with your sensations, all thoughts you had before this whole thing still lingering and mixing in with your new thoughts. You had been pretty new at this, so the idea of messing up embarrassingly, in front of Dabi of all people, who looked quite experienced in the sexual field.

• You did not mess up. He was kinda sorta patient with you, and it turned out pretty amazing.

• Remembering the whole thing, you got a little excited and biting your lower lip, you sneakily grinded your ass back onto his crotch, finding surprisingly that he was as excited as you.

"Wanna go again doll?"

He rasped in your ear making you shiver with a smile as his hips started moving, humping your ass, sliding his hardening shaft over and in between your cheeks.

"I'm surprised you would want to go again with me. I know I'm not that much of a pro at this."

"Are you kidding?"

You don't know why you decided to joke, you were emotionally not in the place to do so yet, or receive a snarky reply. Cause face it, Dabi is the king of snarky replies.

• "You're good enough to do this for a living."

• You blinked, halting as you tried to make sense of his words. And of course they registered in your head the wrong way. Do this for a living... this?! Did he mean you were only good for sex?... like ...

• You started to pull away as you tried to pry his arms off of you. He was surprised but he wasn't going to hold you by force. Until he heard you sniffle and his arms tightened back around you as he sat up.

• "What the fuck? Are you okay? Did I hurt you or something?"

• He was looking for any out of control burn marks he might've accidentally left on you.

• "No! Let me go, I better get to work then huh? Got to make a living..."

• He paused. A moment of uncomfortable awkward silence staring at your face with a pair of tear streams running down your face before he burst out laughing, much to your annoyance, and hugged you forcefully until you calmed down.

• "You silly little thing. It was a compliment! I meant to say you are good... maybe I said it wrong... sorry. You are sexy AND amazing."

Bakugou

• You were slightly older than him (...just... just imagine plz l...even one minute XD) and despite that he barged in right inside your life so boldly, you just had to give him what he wanted. You liked him, he didn't look younger and he definitely didn't act younger, so you were definitely interested in him. C'mon he was hot, who were you trying to fool.

• As you dropped to your knees in front of him seductively, sensually running your fingers down his biceps, hes pecs, his abs and his hips before cupping his ass, drawing a hiss out of him. You locked eyes with him as your teeth grabbed onto the zipper of his pants, pulling them down, holding his heavy gaze and fluttering your eyelashes at him. Your fingers moved and unbuttoned the pants, pulling them down along with his boxers, his hard cock springing out and standing to attention as it leaked precum.

• "Oh my, look how excited this little boy is by little old me."

• He rolled his eyes in annoyance, fed up with your snarky age comments. It wasn't like it mattered that you were older or anything. Annoying little brat that you acted like. And Katsuki being, well, Katsuki, he even took this age thing as a competition. And he couldn't really win it so it got him grumpy.

• "Shut up and put that mouth to good use, will ya?!"

• Seeing you chuckle his fingers tangled in your hair and guided you over to his cock, tapping the tip on your lips a few times before you opened your mouth to let him in. Your cheeks hollowed out around his length as your throat constricted around him, your hand fisting the length you couldn't fit down your throat in time with the bobbing of your head.

• "Fuck ..."

•  Gods he loved what you did with that mouth. It was like magic. Such an expert performanc, always making him hiss and whimper and curse in pleasure. And pleasure is a distracting thing for common sense.

• "You definitely look younger than you feel anyway."

• With a surprised slurp you came to a sudden halt and pulled away. He tried to reach out and hold your head in place but you dodged his attempt and stared up at him, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, what the hell did he mean you felt old?! What does feeling old even mean? Are you not fun enough for him anymore?! Your eyes glossed over and he could tell it wasn't just your gag reflex as tears pulled in your eyes, voice already strained.

• "The fuck did you just say?..."

• He opened his mouth and closed it again, too shocked by the outcome. He had never seen you this upset. He had meant to compliment you...

• As the haze of pleasure was chased away by your haunting sad expression and spilling tears he put the pieces together.

• And he grabbed your hands pulling you up on your feet and hugging you tightly, burying his nose in your hair.

• "Oh my fucking god I'm such an idiot! I meant you are so amazing with your mouth ... and experience comes with age ... and you don't look old... fuck I'm sorry I'll just shut up..."

[every1studio]

“UNIVERSITY OF KQ” [ateez]

genre: reverse harem + fluff + fem reader

ficstyle: bullepoints + oneshot + long

prompt: You just moved back to Korea to enroll in the University of KQ.. Little did you know, that you attracted some attention from some of the most popular guys on campus.. (YOU ARE V OBLIVIOUS/CLUMSY)

note: did a high school one for SKZ so I thought I would draw inspiration and do a college one for ATEEZ

You got into the most hard-to-get-in art university in South Korea and since it was your first choice; you gladly took the offer and moved there. You wanted to find some sort of hobby or interest since you’ve been so focused on school up until now. You wondered how was your life going to be here at University of KQ when....

WOOYOUNG

“you’re blocking the stairway..”

you turned to see a well-built guy wearing a black tank top, gray sweatpants and a duffel, leaning on the railings waiting for you to move

he looked like he just came from the gym or something

not gonna lie, you took a while to register that he was talking to you

he smirked at you by your flustered actions as you moved out of the way

he walked up to you so that he was standing in front of you 

“checking me out?” he asked as he leaned in closer to you

“n-no, I was just-”

you were taken back by his actions, you stumbled back; almost falling down the stairs

but he swooped his arm in around your waist in time and pulled you in close to his sweaty body

“you’re the cute and clumsy type huh..” he chuckled as he detaches himself from you

he points to the door next to yours, “that’s my place”

then he points to himself, “and I’m Wooyoung”

Wooyoung pinches your cheeks then waves to you as he makes his way to his apartment

“see you around, Y/N~”

you furrowed your brows, “how do you know my name?”

Wooyoung was known to be a playboy; a heartthrob

but he seemed to have broken his character after seeing how innocent and oblivious you were

he snorts as he looks at the ground for a bit, “it’s on your school ID that you’re wearing on your lanyard..”

before you could open your mouth to say something, your alarm went off

you were late for class

“oops sorry! see ya, Wooyoung!!” you dashed down the stairs as he watched you crossing the street

he liked how his named rolled off your tongue

(she’s interesting... and cute) Wooyoung would think as he ruffles his hair 

MINGI

you were trying to make it to your first class of the term; philosophy 

Mingi was munching on his burger as he saw you running

he saw the whole incident

it was like a scene out of a movie

you had tripped on flat ground and fell quite comically

he never put down his burger so fast; he ran to you

“you good??”

as you looked up, his heart skipped a beat

the sun was shining on your face and you brushed off the pain 

“oh yeah, this is no big deal” you jumped up and straightened yourself up

“I gotta go, I’m late. thank you!”

but he felt an urge to make a move and he did

he held you back by your wrist

“what class are you going to? how are you gonna go to class all bloodied up?”

you looked down to see both of your knees covered in bloody skid marks 

“I can’t walk into philosophy like this...”

his eyes lit up, “you have it with Dr. C. Williams?”

you nodded as you found a classmate, “yeah! I’m Y/N!”

“I’m Mingi”

“...aren’t we going to be late?”

he realized that he was holding onto your wrist a little too long so he embarrassingly shook his hand off of you 

he seemed like a cold person, but if he, a stranger, helped you out.. that would mean he wasn’t a bad person, right?

you looked at your phone 

“class is in 1 minute and I still don’t know where it is..” you sulked, you didn’t want late to your first class on your first day

“didn’t you check the email last night? class is cancelled..”

you frantically checked your email and he was right

you slapped yourself on your forehead, “are you fricking kidding me??”

he gave a small smile as he led you back to his table “at least you have time to clean yourself up”

you watched him take out some Hello Kitty band-aids; they were the opposite from his tough-boy exterior so you chuckled under your breath

he notices it and tries to clarify with you as he cleaned your wounds and patched you up, “I needed some band-aids the other day and these were the only ones they had left okay!”

“HEY MINGI, CAN I GET A BAND-AID TOO!!”

both you and Mingi turned to see..

SAN

you both saw a smiley-eyed boy dashing towards the table

but was stopped by a couple of what seemed like high schoolers visiting the campus

you heard them asking him for directions and squealed as he helped them out with a smile

they thanked him and loudly whispered some things on the line of “omg I cannot believed we talked to him”

San was known in the area for busking by himself on Friday nights

when he looked back at you and Mingi, he became a little shy

“oh I didn’t know you were with sucha pretty friend, Mingi.. sorry for intruding” 

he was about to walk away until you spoke up, “didn’t you say you needed a band-aid?”

you reached out for his visibly-cut hand, “what happened?”

“I was trying to pet a cat but it obviously didn’t like me..”

he watched as you were cleaning his cuts; he hissed in pain

you looked up at him and back down at his cuts as you whispered, “sorry..”

you continued as you blew on the area as you wiped it over with sanitizing wipes so that it wouldn’t hurt as much

he couldn’t help but smile as he watched you put band-aids on him so lovingly and with care

he felt the jealous glares from Mingi and he spoke up

“so how do you know Mingi?”

you looked at him after you finished tending his wounds, “I just met him, didn’t know I had philosophy with him.. oh! I’m Y/N!” 

“oh yeah?”

you reached out your hand for him to shake

but to your surprised, he looped his arms through yours

“I’m San, guess we’ll all be best friends since I have that class with him too~”

he was excited to be friends with someone as pretty and loving as you

maybe.. you could be even more than a friend to him one day...

SEONGHWA

you had to split ways with Mingi and San since they had another class to head to 

with nothing else to do that day, you decided to go onto your online classes for the term to see what you can work on so that you won’t have to worry about them later

you are the type of person to get things done as early as possible; which got you ahead of classes so that you can have more time for other things

the grumbling of your stomach made it hard to focus on anything than your hunger so you went over to the campus map to find out where was the closest eatery was

you sighed as you scratched your head; your stomach grumbled again but this time, it was louder than the first one

there was a little chuckle as you closed your eyes in embarrassment before turning around

you saw the literal statue of a Greek God

“I assume you’re hungry.. this cafe has a stacked menu and it has good wifi too..”

you thanked him and bowed as you went back to the maps to take a picture of the cafe so that you won’t get lost

you missed a couple of turns and blocks but you finally arrived at the cafe

it was pretty big; there were 2 stories and it had a veranda seating area

you walked in to the comforting smell of roasted coffee beans

there was a long line; with females taking up 89% of the cafe

(I wonder why there were so many girls here at this cafe..)

that was when you got to the counter and you finally understood

that Greek God guy was behind the counter giving you a smiled widely as he saw you; you felt the glares of the other girls on you since he only gave them a retail-worker smile

but you didn’t know that

“oh! I was wondering what was taking you so long to get here..” he continued to smile at you as you were trying to fiddle with your phone case

“I got lost...”

he bursts out in a kind laugh, “at least you’re here now, what can I get you?”

you bit your lips as you scanned the menu, “honestly I don’t know what to get, I’m not picky and I’m indecisive...”

“you look like you’d be into something simple... how about a taro latte and a hearty chicken avocado sandwich?”

you laughed, “that’s a simple order? I’ll take it”

that was when Seonghwa wanted to see more of that smile

“can I get a name with that order?”

you looked down at his nametag before answering, “Y/N”

you went to go get your wallet from your bag but he spoke up, “my treat!”

“Seonghwa, you don’t have t-”

but he slid his employee’s card already

“I’ll get your order ready for you,” he winks at you

YEOSANG

after you got your order from Seonghwa

you walked up to the veranda seating area

there were outlet on the tables so you didn’t have to worry about sitting near a wall or anything

you sat down and saw a boy sitting on the table across from you

he was munching down on a big slice of chocolate cake 

he looked so cute and happy to be eating 

but then he looked up to you smiling at him; he quickly looked down in embarrassment

but so did you

(I probably looked like a lunatic eating such a big piece like that)

(I probably looked like a creep watching him eat like that)

for some reason you both looked up at each other and nodded at one another in acknowledgement

you went back to working from your laptop and eating

Yeosang looked up at you again; you were focus on your work as you used your electric pen to scribble across your screen 

he too took out his art materials; the typical sketchbook, #2 pencil and a trusty eraser 

you both were in the moment; enjoying the sunshine on your skins and the refreshing breeze tingle through your hair

after a while, Yeosang had to get up to leave

he was contemplating on giving you a drawing of you; was it creepy or was it romantic?

he signed his name and number after he finished but he didn’t want to actually give it to you because he wasn’t that confident in himself yet

so he purposely left it on his table and packed up

he nodded at you once again before dashing downstairs

you noticed there was a piece of paper on the table

“wait! you left this!” but he was long gone

you flipped the paper and saw a stunning sketch of yourself

you didn’t think you were pretty or anything special but the drawing gave you a sense of confidence

“Yeosang..” you read out loud as you smiled at his artwork 

JONGHO

you packed up a while after that

you were planning to explore the campus even more

to find out where your other classes were so that you didn’t have to struggle trying to find them later on

you went to the closest bus stop

when you walked around to find a seating area, you saw a young lad wearing headphones

he was totally in his own world; jamming out to his music

seeing how he was into his music made you want to listen to music too

you sat down next to him and opened your bag to try to find your headphones

but OF COURSE, you probably left them at home

around that time was when another guy appeared; it seemed like he was a music major or something because he was trying his best to woo you or something 

you smiled at the ground with wide eyes because you were overwhelmed by his “swag”

the guy sitting next to you finally realized that you were sitting next to him and you looked super uncomfortable by this obnoxious rapper

you were probably one of the prettiest girls he’s ever seen and he wanted to do anything to help you out

he took of one of his earbuds out and nudged it to you

he nods at you for to you take it and you do

BLESS HIM; you rather block one ear off than to have both of your ears bleed from bad rapping

you listened to the music a little bit more before turning to the guy sitting next to you, “hey I listen to this artist too!! I’m obsessed with them!”

he smiled at you as he tried to keep eye contact; the way you just looked at him without blinking much made his heart flutter

“they give me inspiration..” he comments

the bus catches his attention but he doesn’t want this conversation to go to waste

“OH THE BUS IS HERE!” you got up, forgetting that you were sharing earbuds with him; causing his phone to drop out of his hands

“OH GOSH I’M SO SORRY!”

“it’s oka-”

you both reached down for his phone as your smooth fingers grazed his guitar-calloused fingers; he pulled away first

“here ya go~” 

you both saw the rapper get on the bus first and you quickly grabbed the guy’s hand 

“let’s find a good spot on the bus.. uh..” you weren’t sure if you guys introduced yourselves yet and you had already forgotten

“Jongho..” he beamed at your contact

“Y/N~”

YUNHO

you and Jongho separated ways after getting off the bus

he was headed to the studios and you were heading over to the performance arts building

you’ve always been interested in dancing and you had intro to hip hop the next day so you wanted to prepare yourself 

maybe even bust some moves to be hyped for the next day

you heard the muffled sounds of music playing in one of the dancing studios

the sounds of footsteps and floor scuffings became prominent

you found yourself became immersed with the dancer in the room

he had strong movements yet they were fluid?

he probably had one of the best facial expressions ever

right when he was done, you quietly clapped as your jaws were still on the floor

he looked through into the mirror at you standing at the doorway in awe

you probably couldn’t tell but he was getting even more red from blushing

“you’re probably the BEST dancer I’ve ever seen!!”

he ruffled the back of his sweaty hair, “no way.. I definitely have room to improve..”

you blinked furiously at him, “room to improve? if that’s the case, I need one whole building to improve. you’re seriously amazing, I was totally captivated”

captivated is what Yunho felt when he saw you for the first time 

“wait, you dance too??” he felt a light surge of excitement knowing that you dance as well

you scrunched your face as you shrugged, “I like to dance but I’m not good or anything.. just a little hobby..”

“if you’d like, I have a class tomorrow here in this room if you wanna swoop in and dance!”

you cocked your head in confusion, “wait, you have a class here tomorrow? are you Jung Yunho?”

he broke out into a smile as he nodded, “yeah, that’s me!”

“I didn’t think they would have young and good-looking teachers here..” you mumbled as you looked over your classes again; double-checking what time you were going to be in his class tomorrow

but Yunho was caught up with the fact that you called him good-looking

“what’s your name?” he manages to ask

“Y/N-”

“excuse me~ we’re gonna clean this room soon so if you could pack your things, I would be grateful~” the tired custodian announced

you looked back at Yunho, “I’ll see you tomorrow.. teacher~”

he smiles into his fist as he picks up his duffel, “well, you can say your goodbyes after I walk you out..”

HONGJOONG

Yunho only walked you out to the entrance of the building

“where are you heading off to now?” Yunho wanted to walk you back to your apartment but he had work to do 

“I wanna check out the campus a bit more...”

“alright I’ll see you tomorrow~”

“see ya, teacher~”

you both waved until you swiveled around to make your way to the recording studios

it was golden hour; the sun shined against the windows making it look like mirrors

the performance arts building was sitting on top of the slope; giving you full access to the whole campus

you were admiring the view as Hongjoong was also on his way to the recording studio

he was frustrated

he had no inspirations; no muse

and that was when he was walking behind you; he didn’t notice you until you turned around and ran into him

you were literally so sick of how many times your clumsiness caused problems for other people, “I”M SO SORRY!! I’m the clumsiest person ever...”

“it’s okay, it was my fault too..”

you bent down to collect the guy’s notebook and mp3 player

“I haven’t seen these bad boys in a long time,” held up the mp3 player to him

you were just squatting there, basking in the golden sunlight

Hongjoong finally found a muse and it wasn’t just any muse; it was you

“o-oh yeah... if I record songs, I rather not have distractions like games and social media..” 

you got up and you nodded in agreement, “that’s pretty smart”

he smiles as he walks over to the doors to the recording studios and waits for you, “are you coming to the studios too?”

you nodded as you waddled on over

he couldn’t help but smile at your cute little actions

“what brings you over here?” he asks as he sees your backside looking around the building

you look back at him as you answered, “I’m just exploring. seeing if anything sparks my interest.. wondering if I should pick up a new hobby.. finding a new routine for myself here at the University of KQ.. you know?”

he was already so in love with you

was this what it was like to fall in love at first sight?

“I’m Hongjoong, by the way..”

“I’m-”

“HEY Y/N!!” you heard a group say in unison

You looked over to see Wooyoung, Mingi, San, Seonghwa, Yeosang, Jongho and Yunho walk over to you and Hongjoong. You thought it was weird that everyone who you ever interacted with today was all gathered here in one area. They were all confused, “wait how do you know Y/N?” 

You furrowed your brows, “y-you all know each other?” 

Hongjoong nodded, “yeah, we’re called the KQ Fellaz. Just a little group we made for ourselves.”

Yunho chimed in, “we make our own songs and choreography.”

“Would you like to be our manager? Since you already know all of us, we don’t even have to do an interview to look for one!” San asked as he looped his arms around yours. You looked around the group and they all had puppy eyes, “guess I know what to do on my free time now..” 

~end

[sky-casino]

Hold Your Breath

Genre: Fluff Pairing: Swimmer!Winwin x Reader Word Count: 5.2k Warning: mention of death (specifically how someone died in the past. but that's it!) a/n: this has been a request in my inbox for months now omg. i’m so sorry his took so long, anon!! i’m so busy with work!! T__T

One morning, you were a few meters away from the school gate and yet you could already hear drums and cheers coming from your university. You got curious and jogged all the way to see what was causing the celebration.

You saw a blue and white banner hanging from the main balcony, stating "CONGRATULATIONS TO THE SWIMMING VARSITY TEAM!!!" You were happy for another glorious feat, but it wasn't something that surprised you nor anyone anymore. Why? Because your university had Dong Sicheng--aka Winwin because he always wins--your district's #1 swimmer.

He was the swimming varsity team's MVP, your university's pride, and the cause of giggles and heart-eyes among the girls in campus all year round. #1 Heartthrob. He had the looks, the talent, and the charms that would make anyone fall for him. Including you. Or not. You kept denying that he was someone special in your eyes. You always told yourself that you only admire him because he is such a great swimmer and you were someone who wanted to learn how to swim since childhood. He's more like a role model than a crush or a love interest.

Winwin was almost perfect. Almost because despite all his lovable traits, he had one flaw: he hated studying. It was no secret that Winwin was too focused on two things and two things only: maintaining his MVP status and going out with friends. He doesn't exactly like studying and only does the bare minimum so he could maintain the required grades in order for varsity students to keep their varsity membership. And so even though he was the most praised athlete in the university, he was always barely passing his classes. You were a firsthand witness to these instances because you were classmates with him in a couple of classes, Literature and Physics.

One day after your Physics professor dismissed everyone, you saw him approach Winwin and heard him tell the latter that he really was failing the class so bad, so bad that he might have to quit being a varsity player.

Winwin looked so worried and depressed, naturally. And so, you mustered up all the courage you had in your body and approached him.

"Hey, if you want, I can be your tutor." You offered him.  

He looked up at you, surprised with wide eyes. He looked so adorable and you wished to the gods that he doesn't notice your blushing cheeks.

"What? Are you sure about that?"    

"Y-yes, I am. But! In exchange for my help, please can you teach me swimming?" You unconsciously bit your lip, a habit of yours when you're nervous.

"Sure! Deal." Winwin said as he stuck out his hand to you for a handshake. Now, it was your turn to have wide eyes. You couldn't believe that it was that easy for him to convince.    

"Oh my god, yes! Deal! Thank you so much!!" You exclaimed as you shook his right hand.

"Don't worry about it. I'm the one who should thank you." He smiled sweetly and you were pretty sure you could hear your heart beating in your ears.

You and Winwin scheduled his Physics tutorials from Monday to Thursday during lunch time and breaks, while your swimming classes with him were scheduled on   Saturday afternoons.

He allotted his once party time for your tutorials with each other, resulting to him spending less time with his friends and more with you. You thought he would complain and be petty about it at first, so it surprised you that he gladly dropped the parties and were always on time for your sessions.

"Wow, it's my first time to stay in the library for this long. Usually I just go here to photocopy notes and books." Winwin said embarrassingly as he played with his hair while your first Physics session with him was about to end.

You looked at him, amused. You found it somehow weird that he shared that fact with you out of the blue. The MVP and heartthrob of the university was not so aloof after all.

"Well, this will be like your third home starting today. Right after your actual home and the swimming pool."

He chuckled in response then went on to say, "Alright. You were such a huge help today, but I gotta go now for practice. You can watch if you want!"

"Oh. S-sure. I'll be there." You replied, flattered that he invited you. What he didn't know was that you've always watched him anyway, but actually getting invited by the MVP himself was a pretty big deal.

"Okay. I'll go ahead now! See ya!" He said as he ran away.

You went straight to the pool after getting a few more things done in the library. As usual, even though it was just a practice, most girls from the university's population was present in the large facility, gushing and squealing over the swimming team's undeniable talent and great physique.

Winwin just took a dive and you watched him in awe as if it's your first time to see him smoothly maneuver himself through the clear waters. He was practicing his freestyle stroke. He reached the other end of the pool in half a minute and everyone cheered for him. This was the guy who brings glory to your university, after all.

He was shyly looking at all his fans as they applauded when he saw you. His gaze lingered a bit before giving you a thumbs up with a cute closed smile. You were surprised but still managed to greet him back.

You were on your way out of the dome when Winwin came running while calling your name.

"Y/N!"

"Hey."

"Thanks for coming."

"Don't worry about it. You did well."

"See you tomorrow for our first swimming lesson, okay?"

"R-right." You replied after taking a deep breath, your pupils shaking a bit.

"What's wrong?" Winwin asked with furrowed eyebrows as he placed his towel on his shoulder.

"Nothing. I'm just... a bit nervous."

"Oh.. don't be nervous! I'll be patient with you as much as you're patient with me when you teach me Physics." Winwin said with a laugh and a pat on your arm, trying to comfort you.

"Thank you, I'll take note of that."

"But seriously, you have nothing to worry about. I got you." The look on his face matched his serious tone and you thought your heart started beating faster .

"Alright. Thank you. Really."

"You're welcome. See you tomorrow." He said as he headed for the locker room.

You stood there watching him walk away until he completely disappeared. Then you thought to yourself if you really had nothing to worry about when your heart kept doing that thing whenever you're with him.       

You decided to have your swimming sessions with Winwin at the pool of  your village’s club house. As much as possible, you didn’t want anyone in the university to know that the MVP-slash-heartthrob was your personal swimming coach. You wanted to avoid rumors and unnecessary hate from his fangirls.

It was 12:50 in the afternoon, ten minutes before your meeting time with Winwin, and you've been anxiously walking back and forth by the pool in your cute floral swimsuit wrapped in a bath robe.

You were so nervous that you were starting to doubt whether you regret offering the deal to him or not. 

"What if I fuck up so bad? What if I embarrass myself so hard I won't be able to face him again? My life will be so much harder if that happens... how in the world will I be able to tutor him if I can't face him-"

"Y/N! Sorry, did I keep you waiting?" Your ramblings were interrupted by the familiar deep voice.

You slowly turned around to see him putting his duffel bag down and taking off his shirt.

"You're so white... and toned..."

"Oh.. yeah. I hear that a lot." Winwin chuckled.

"Wait, what? Did you just hear me say that?"

"Uhh.. yeah?"

"Shit. I can't believe I just said what I was thinking out loud." You muttered as you slapped your hands to your cheeks and left them there for a bit, making your lips protrude.

"Don't worry. It's fine! You look cute right now, by the way."

"I what?" You asked with wide eyes, slowly removing your hands from your now-red cheeks.

"Your lips.. they were pouted." Winwin said as he gestured to your lips. "Anyway, let's get started?" He suggested as he went to the open shower a few meters away, leaving you astounded.

"Y/N?" He called to get you out of trance.

"O-okay!" You immediately peeled off your robe and ran to the shower next to him.

"Aww, that swimsuit is so cute!" He exclaimed once he got a good look on your vintage style one-piece polka dot swimsuit.

"Thanks. My mom picked it out for me when I told her I'm gonna get swimming lessons. She was so excited, more so than me."

"That's cute."

"Is 'cute' the only adjective this guy knows?" You thought to yourself, being extremely careful not to say it out loud this time.

He jumped into the water while you sat down on the edge first before finally jumping in. You were already panicking a bit the moment your body fully submerged into the cold water. 

"Hey, hey, relax. I'm here." Winwin smiled at you as he gently held your wrists from under you hands. "Relax. I'll teach you the right way to breathe when you're swimming."

"Okay."

"Hmm.. this is too far." He said, gesturing to the distance between the two of you, which was two pairs of extended arms away, yours and his.           

He slowly yet smoothly pulled you closer to him and placed your hands on his shoulders, decreasing the distance from two pairs of arms to just one. His hands were now on your elbows.

"Watch me, okay?" He said before inhaling using both his mouth and nose, and then submerging his whole body and producing a lot of bubbles.

"You inhale using your mouth and nose while above water, and then go down and exhale using only your nose to make bubbles. Got it?"

"Y-yes."       

"Now try it." He smiled.    

You did as he instructed and you were surprised that it was just that easy.

"Simple, isn't it?" 

"Yup!" 

The two of you did the routine five more times.  Then, he taught you how to do back float. He demonstrated it first by floating on his back in a relaxed manner. 

"See? This one is simple too. Just make sure you don't lose breath. Breathe in and breathe out, slowly but surely" He said as he stayed afloat.  

You were definitely listening to his instructions but you couldn't deny that you were distracted by his naked and wet porcelain white torso.

He stayed afloat for around thirty seconds before assisting you, telling you to let yourself fall on his sturdy arms.

"Don't worry, Y/N. Just trust me." He said with a reassuring smile  when he noticed that you were scared and hesitant. 

You nodded before taking a deep breath and letting your body fall into his waiting arms. He caught you effortlessly and you felt his arms slowly moving away from your back, but not completely.

"You're doing great, Y/N! But don't forget to relax, okay? Once you panic with your breathing, it'll mess up your form." 

After the session on back float, he taught you how to do the back stroke, which was still fairly easy but a bit more challenging than the first two lessons.     

"That's all for today, Y/N. I taught you all the basics and easy ones first. I hope you learned something today?" He asked with a worried expression.

"Of course I did! You're a really great tutor. No wonder you're the school's MVP, you're not only good at the sport, you teach very well too."

"That's too much for a 'thank you', but.. thanks." He replied as he pulled his towel above his head in an attempt to hide his blushing face.

"I hope I wasn't difficult to teach?"

"Oh, no worries. You picked up everything rather quickly." 

"That's good to hear. I wouldn't want to stress you out." You said as the two of you headed to the shower rooms.

After thirty minutes, you met outside the clubhouse entrance. 

"So today has been great. We were pretty much productive." Winwin said.

"I agree. Thank you so much. But don't forget about our next Physics session, okay?"

"Of course!"

"Alright, bye!"

"Wait, Y/N." 

"Hmm?"

"Jaehyun is throwing a party on Monday after classes. Would you like to come? It'll be at our fraternity mansion." 

You hesitated at first because parties aren't really your thing. You'd rather spend your free time at your home or at a cozy coffee shop. But hey, Winwin is the one inviting you and you really didn't mind going to this party.

"Okay. I'll be there."

"Great! See you!"

Monday evening came and you were trudging slowly on the way to the fraternity mansion. You thought you'd be able to convince your friend to go with you, but you failed. So now, you were on your way alone and worried that you don't have anyone with you. Unless the one who invited you will join you for the rest of the night.

"Don't be dumb, Y/N. Winwin will no doubt spend time with his friends and admirers, not with you." You murmured to yourself before you saw the large mansion right before you. 

You let out a loud exhale to loosen yourself up even in the tiniest way. "Maybe I'll just show myself up to Winwin and then I can leave already." You talked to yourself once more before entering the doors. 

As you expected, there was loud music and bodies dancing and grinding against each other. Of course, alcohol was seen everywhere and consumed by everyone. Except you, you don't like drinking, but mild ones are okay. 

You squeezed through the crowded place to get to the kitchen to find yourself a light drink. Lucky for you, there was a large pitcher of sangria. You poured yourself a cup and took a couple of sips of the fruity alcoholic drink, popping some chips into your mouth as well. 

You were busy and eating and drinking that you didn't notice someone watching you right by your side, amused.       

"Hey, Y/N. I can't believe you're here, never saw you at any party before. Glad you could make it." 

You turned around to see none other than the host of the party, the basketball MVP himself and also widely known as Winwin's close friend, Jeong Jaehyun. He had his signature smirk that he always displays whenever he's flirting.

"H-hi. Actually, Winwin invited me. That's the only reason I'm here." You replied, looking away from him as you cleaned your fingers off the cheese powder you got from the chips.

"Oh, is that so?" Jaehyun sound a bit dismayed. 

To be honest, all you wanted was to get out of there. You knew Jaehyun had a bad reputation among girls for breaking their hearts. You didn't want to be a victim and so you stood up to walk away. However, you were surprised when he held your wrist, not firm at all, just a gentle grasp but still made sure you couldn't walk any further.

"Where are you going, sweetheart? Come with me. Let's have some fun." He teased.

"I don't drink-"  

"I'll teach you."   

"Jaehyun, she said she doesn't drink ." A firm and deep voice overpowered yours and Jaehyun's, and you were relieved to see the owner of it.

"Damn, you caught me. Fine. I'll stop." Jaehyun instantly surrendered as he dropped your wrist and held up both his hands as if caught by the police. He was smirking at you when he left the room and you decided to just look away.

"I'm very very sorry about that. He's like that once he gets tipsy."

"Don't apologize, it wasn't your fault at all."                           

"But I was the one who invited you here?"

"No, really. I'm fine. Don't sweat. But thank you for intervening." You chuckled.

"Didn't know that you don't drink. You could've told me when I invited you." He said with an embarrassed smile.

"It's okay. No big deal. I didn't have anything to do tonight anyway so might as well see how these parties go." You said, looking at the drunk people and those who are making out around you, discomfort apparent on your face.   

"Well, have you validated that you really hate these parties?" He teased, raising an eyebrow and flashing a knowing smirk.

"Yes. That's one big yes for you." You said after letting out an exasperated sigh, resulting to the two of you laughing.   

"I'm so sorry. Don't worry, I won't invite you next time anymore. But for now, let me make it up to you."   

"Hmm? How?" 

"First of all, let's get out of here, shall we?" He said before tugging your wrist, leading the two of you out of the crowded mansion.

"The fresh and cold night air has never felt this good." You exclaimed instantly as soon as you were on the street across the building.

"I know right. It's so hot in there!" Winwin agreed.

"Are you sure you wanna leave the party? Your friends might look for you." 

"Nah. I'm good. You know, thanks to our tutorials I now have an excuse not to attend those parties." He said as he looked at the stars above, walking by your side.  

"You mean, you don't like attending them? I thought you did."  

"Hmm.. at first I liked it. But I got tired of it quickly. My friends didn't, though, as you could see back there."

You recalled in your mind the images of his friends who were having too much fun in the frat house, specifically Yuta and Jaehyun who were basking in alcohol and women.     

"Now I have more time to focus on my studies." He smiled at you proudly.

"Well, that's good. I'm happy for you. By the way, where are we going?"  

After ten minutes of walking, you and Winwin were now in line at the nearest ice cream parlor. You got mudpie and Winwin got New York cheesecake flavor.

"Thank you so much! This is my favorite." You said as you exited the store and walked over to a bench swing hanging by a tree branch.

"I know. You're welcome."

"You know it's my favorite?"

"Yup. I always see you eating it during our Physics classes." Winwin chuckled. You blushed a bit because you found it surprising that he actually noticed something about you even before you started becoming close. 

"Oh. Yeah, I always do that."

The two of you slowly swung the bench with your legs and feet, quietly munching on your cups of ice cream. You were secretly glancing at Winwin all the time but what you didn't know was that he was doing the same.  

"Ahh.. I want to spend more nights like this. Ice cream, siting on this swinging bench, silence except for the night breeze blowing the tree leaves, and the clear night sky showing the bright stars." Winwin said as he stretched his arms outward, looking up at the sky. And in that moment, you saw the universe in his eyes. It didn't help that his eyes were the most mesmerizing ones you've ever seen, and the stars reflecting on them made them even more beautiful.        

You were too astonished by his beauty that you failed to look away before he caught you staring.

"Y/N? Is there a problem?"

"Oh, n-nothing. I.. I agree. Nights like this are lovely." You said before clearing your throat.

You spent the next few moments in silence, looking at the sky and your surroundings as you relaxed on the swing. But for some reason, you wanted to share a personal story with the boy beside you. 

"Do you want to know the reason why I want to learn how to swim so badly?" 

"Sure, tell me. I didn't know there was a special reason behind it." Winwin asked with a mix of curiosity and excitement.

"Hmm.. it's not really special, but more of tragic." You replied, fiddling with your fingers.     

"Tragic?" 

"Yes. When I was around 6 years old. My parents and I went to the beach and we brought our dog along too. She loved swimming in our inflatable pool so we thought why not bring her to the beach, the real thing. We were having fun playing at the shallow part of the beach, the closest to the shore. My mom was reading a magazine some meters away and my dad was on a phone call with his boss. The waves suddenly got rougher and I was able to run to the shore on time. I thought my dog was just right behind me, but she wasn't. I heard her cries as she..." You started sniffling and you couldn't continue.

"Hey, Y/N. It's okay. No need to go on. I.. I understand." Winwin said as he rubbed your shoulders.

"The waves took her and if only.. if only I knew how to swim, I could've saved her. So now, even if I won't be able to get her back, I really really wanna learn how to swim." You finally finished your story, looking him in the eyes as your tears began to fall. 

"Don't cry. I'm here. You can trust me, by the end of this semester, you'll be the greatest swimmer you can ever be, okay?" He comforted you as he bbb wiped your tears with his handkerchief. 

"Sorry, I didn't mean to cry right in front of you. But I don't know why, but I just felt like sharing this story with you." You said as you rubbed your eyes, feeling the embarrassment swallow you by the second. 

"Y/N, it's fine! You can tell me anything. I tell you everything anyway, so I'm glad you're starting to feel comfortable enough to open up to me." 

You just looked at him as you didn't know what else to say. You were surprised but thankful that he trusts you to the point that he tells you everything.

"Are you okay now? Don't be sad."

You nodded and smiled at him. And with that, the night ended as he walked you to the bus stop.

Another weekend, another swimming lessons with the apple of your eye. It's been a couple of months since you and Winwin became each other's tutor and you have grown less and less nervous around him. He's been acing all Physics quizzes thanks to you and you've been able to do successful laps in the swimming pool now thanks to him.   

Winwin was particularly more quiet this afternoon and it made you sad. You wanted to ask if something was bothering him but you opted to just let him be. You were scared to come off as a nagger and you figured that if he wanted to tell you something, he would. 

"So, what are we gonna do today?"        

"Just do all the strokes I've taught you since day one. Two laps per stroke." He replied without looking at you.    

"Oh, okay. Sure."

You did as you were told but were a bit disappointed because you felt like he wasn't in the mood to tutor you that day. You wanted to tell him that both of you can do this another day so he can go home instead if he wants, but chose to keep your mouth shut because suggesting that might make things worse.

Dismissing all those thoughts, you decided to focus on your strokes. Showing him that you've improved might lighten up his mood, you told yourself.          

You took a glance at him before starting each lap and you saw him sitting by the pool staring at you with a serious gaze. This made you conscious even more. 

The last stroke you did was Freestyle and while doing the last lap, you noticed that he was no longer on his spot by the pool. You finished the lap and after emerging out of the water to get fresh oxygen, you felt the sensation of warm lips on yours. You didn't even get to inhale the oxygen you were looking for because Winwin suddenly kissed you. His hands desperately held the sides of you face but one of them eventually snaked around your back to pull you closer in an embrace. The coolness of the pool water did nothing against the warmth from his lips, hands, and arms.

You stood still like a statue because you were totally clueless about what to do. A few seconds later, you pushed Winwin in a not-so-gentle manner because you really needed your oxygen so badly.

"I'm so sorry, I should have waited for you to get some air. But I couldn't..." Winwin apologized as you gasped for air.

"What in the hell... was that?" You asked in between deep breaths.

"Well, why do you think a guy kisses a girl?" He asked sheepishly. 

You looked up at him slowly, realizing what he probably meant. But you couldn't even dare yourself to think it, let alone say it out loud. "Impossible.", you thought to yourself.  

"I love you and I want you to be my girlfriend." Winwin said in one go, holding his breath.

Your jaw dropped in disbelief.

"You made me a better person, Y/N. And I realized I was falling for y-"

"You should've confessed first before kissing me." You said before kissing him back.

"Well I'm sorry I couldn't wait a second longer." He chuckled, touching his forehead with yours as you slowly wrapped your arms behind his neck.

"I love you." He whispered, sounding uncertain even after your obvious gestures of affection.

"I love you too, you silly boy." 

Months since you became an official couple, (one of the most popular in the campus, even), Winwin successfully won the final trophy for your university that year along with his teammates.

As usual, the host asked the varsity members to give a winning speech. Before, Winwin would just pass the microphone or say a short "Thank you." But not anymore.

He excitedly took the microphone from his teammate and inhaled deeply before he began his speech.

"Unbeknownst to all of you, I actually almost lost the opportunity to be here."

You heard some gasps and sounds of confusion from the crowd around you. 

"A few months ago, I was doing so bad in my Physics class and my professor told me that if I ultimately fail the subject, I'd have to quit the varsity. So obviously, I was so lost at that time. I love swimming and I love my team but I was really having a hard time with Physics. I felt hopeless. But then, there's this girl who approached me. She said she'll tutor me but in exchange, I'd have to teach her how to swim." Winwin chuckled cutely as he was playing with his ear, showing how nervous and shy he was, but he's definitely loving this moment.

You on the other hand had a tight-lipped smile on your face and a thumping heart in your chest as you both felt embarrassed and touched by the fact that Winwin was sharing your love story to everyone in the stadium. He joked to you about doing this numerous times before but you didn't think that he would actually do it. 

"So, I immediately agreed with her suggestion and we began to tutor each other. We spent most of our time together in the library and the pool. But then we started to hang out in other places and become closer. And I realized I was slowly falling." Winwin shared before taking a deep breath. 

"I love you, babe. You're heaven sent and I want you to know that." He finished his speech, looking at you.

You were teary-eyed by now as your friend applauded for you, and then you mouthed an "I love you too." to your oh-so-sweet boyfriend.

Half an hour later, you excitedly ran to Winwin to give him a tight embrace. 

"Congratulations, baby!" You exclaimed before lightly smacking his arm, "I didn't know you'd actually share our story to everyone, though!"

"I told you many times I'll do it. You just didn't want to take me seriously." He pouted, causing you to pinch his left cheek.

The swimming team's coach treated everyone to dinner, including you.

Everyone was so loud and in celebration mode, they even teased Winwin for his cheesy speech.

"I can't believe Winwin delivered that speech. Months ago you were too shy to confess to Y/N!" Yuta, a teammate, exclaimed. 

Winwin did not retaliate, instead just played with his ear and drank his soda. You slowly slipped your hand into his and lightly squeezed it to comfort him, being well-aware that your boyfriend gets fidgety when being teased and when he's the center of attention.

All of you parted ways when the time to go home came. Except for you and him because being the good boyfriend he is, Winwin walked you home.

"Today was a really great day, don't you think? I'm so happy. Like, you have no idea." Winwin said as he swayed your hands, the two of you standing before your front door.

"Of course I do. And I love seeing you like this." You replied with a hug and back rubs.   

"We got another trophy and I... got you." The last two words came out of his lips in barely a whisper. 

"Aww that's so sweet, babe." You released both of you from the hug as you cradled his face in your warm hands.

"And you know you got me, right?"

"You're holding your breath again, of course I know that. I love you." You said as you gently pressed your lips to his. The warm sensation rendering the cold night air useless.  And then the memory of your first kiss came flooding into your mind, just like how the water in the pool danced around your and Winwin's bodies at that time. 

"I love you too, Y/N."

"As much as I'd love to spend more time with you, you need to go home now. It's late and you badly need sleep and rest." You said as you ruffled his hair.

"Alright. Where will our date be?"

"Date? I just said you badly need rest. Just rest for the whole day tomorrow, okay?"

"I thought you want to spend time with me." He pouted again. 

"Yes I do but I think going out tomorrow isn't good for you. "

"Y/N~" Winwin continued to whine." 

"You know what, I'll just come over to your house tomorrow and cook some hot pot, your favorite. Then we can watch movies or just talk. What do you think?" Your own suggestion thrilled you. 

"Perfect." 

"Great. Good night, baby. I love you."

"Love you more. See you tomorrow!" Winwin said before letting go of your hands. He blew kisses to you from a far until he disappeared, making you laugh.

Tomorrow would be the first day of your first summer with him.

[angelic-guardienne]

Ss anon- Gladio wrote a song, once. He’s never shown the others. It’s just lyrics and simple chords, and it’s... embarrassingly emotional to him. It’s about death, and dying, two things he acts so casually about but really get to him, especially since his life isn’t really his. A part of him is ashamed of it since it means his loyalty isn’t absolute, but no matter how many times he’s almost added that music to the fire, he never can bring himself too. He thinks he’s a coward for that.

Ss anon- Ardyn has tried to write a song a couple of times in his years of immortality. Usually they end up being used as a coaster, or a paper airplane, or it’s a messy, rambling blasphemy against the gods and the kings that doesn’t fit any rhythm under the sun, even if he tries

Ss anon- Ardyn is still a little goblin man. He’ll make up the dirtiest songs and set them to beautiful melodies just to make Prompto and Noct laugh, Gladio’s face reddening, and Ignis trying desperately to keep his focus on the road. Also Prompto has definitely written a song about Chocobos and how much he loves them

Ss anon- I keep on having a ton of ideas for this AU and I’m sorry for all the spam but!!! Noct sometimes sends bits of sheet music Ignis wrote or song lyrics he wrote to Luna via the journal- some in bass cleft for her cello, and some in treble for her impossibly high voice. Occasionally, if she mentions Ravus, he’ll get Ignis to help him write something in alto cleft so he can play it on viola without the difficult work of transposing

Ss anon- Luna has a stupid high soprano voice. That’s just a fact. Everyone expects Ravus to be a good singer like his sister, but he can’t, at all, whatsoever. In his defense, he’s a pretty good dancer, whereas Luna has two left feet

Ss anon- Luna can’t write music for the life of her, so she pays Noctis back in poetry, written in her surprisingly messy handwriting, some bits scratched out, but all of it lovely nontheless. No matter how tempting it may be, he doesn’t make them into songs- those words are for him and him alone.

Ss anon- another part of the musician AU that shouldn’t be overlooked is that Noct goes hard when it comes to music. One song he’s working on writing is about how the world would be if justice could be done- there’s trumpet, flute, guitar, drum, piano, four part harmonies that he wants to do with Luna- it’s 10 min. Long so far. He doesn’t plan on cutting any bits. He’ll write songs about politics, nature, fate, Luna, war- anything he can’t get his mind off of but is too scared to say aloud

Ss anon- but not all of his songs are serious- far from it. Noct has written a song about his socks getting wet and not being able to change them for like five hours but it’s so wrapped up in a metaphor that it sounds… tragic and beautiful? Prompto cried the first time he read the lyrics. He cried even harder when Noct told him what it was really about (well, he was cry-laughing this time)

So I tried to group together all the ones concerning songwriting, and I was mildly successful if I say so myself. (i made an exception for the “luna having a stupid high voice” cause idk how i’d fit it into other groups and it came with these so it’s Relevant) 

It’s 1 am and I don’t have much to say besides the usual,,,, i love this so fuckin much. 

Gladio baby you’re not a coward. you can’t share everything you write – i certainly don’t. some things are just too close to home. 

noct’s 10 min song is giving me borhap flashbacks so i immediately know it’s gonna be a huge success. I’m applauding them loudly in the distance. 

Luna’s songs must be… like, absolutely impossible to sing along to. Rip altos who wanna do karaoke lmao (that’d be me) ((also luna having messy handwriting is such a cute hc. like everyone expects this loopy, elegant cursive and it would be if she wasn’t writing so fast 24/7 and actually took the time to go at each letter instead of putting down a line connected to another line at a different angle and calling it a day)

also the fact that noctis plays flute goes SO HARD in my book, as a fellow flute player. i’m really fucking down with that

“Ardyn is still a little goblin man” ss anon, keepin it up with the gold-prize sentences

I’d love to see ravus dance sometime omg ;-; I bet he utilizes some of that in battle, it makes him all the more graceful

just jknsdnwsjkndnwe ;-; this auuuuuuuu

(@thechocoboos before i forget)

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So when I’m asked about The Theory™ or if I think there’ll be a twist in this Robron/Rebecca/baby snooze-fest storyline, it’s honestly hard to know how to answer because I’m constantly flip-flopping between; “there must be a twist, this is too stupid to be real.” and “this is so stupid, and written so badly, surely they aren’t clever enough to make it more than it seems?”

There are a lot of storylines I haven’t liked, not just with Robron and not just with Emmerdale, but I have appreciated that they’ve been well told, well written, and well executed. This storyline has been bad and unnecessary, but above that it has just been executed so poorly.

All of this could’ve been done while keeping all the characters intact (even Rebecca’s!) Like....that’s what bothers me most, the way there have been times where they have just utterly slaughtered these characters (Robert especially), and it has just been....unrealistic? That’s what’s most hard to stomach for me. I can handle most things as long as they’re believable.

I ended up watching last Friday’s episode (the episode following on from Maxine’s). I’d been told not to watch it, but I reached a point where I just thought “screw it” and I did. Honestly, it wasn’t actually as bad as I expected. To me it was just....lazy. Like really shockingly lazy.

The scene in the pub. It was like the writer (I believe it was Sharon Marshall but correct me if I’m wrong?) had been told “right, we need Chrissie to blurt out to a pub full of people that Bex is still pregnant.” It was like Sharon yawned, rolled her eyes, and just....couldn’t really be arsed to think of a realistic way in which Chrissie could do this.

So she had Robert randomly man-handle Bex for literally no reason??? More or less unprovoked, he just grabbed her?? It was so stupid, that I don’t even accept that as a thing that happened; I accept it for what it was, which was an Incident purely to provoke Chrissie to yell “don’t, she’s still pregnant!” or whatever the chuff she said. 

It was lazy. Which....yeah, lazy writing happens. But why did she have to make Robert behave like that?

If the writer had’ve just taken like.....3 minutes, she could’ve come up with a situation which wouldn’t make Robert look like a mad-man. It took me approx. 30 seconds to think of a realistic scenario that would’ve prompted the needed reaction from Chrissie without throwing Robert under the bus yet again.

Say Aaron goes over to C+R, as he did. Has a word, as he did. Then Chrissie could’ve made some bitchy comment (which she kinda did, but....it should’ve been worse). So say Chrissie says something mean to Aaron “you’re a total idiot forgiving him, what a mug you are!” etc etc.. Cue Robert standing over Chrissie, in an intimidating fashion, protecting his husband and himself, but NOT BEING PHYSICAL WITH HER. Just standing over her and telling her to shut her mouth or something.

Then Rebecca could’ve jumped up to her sister’s defence, knowing full-well Robert wouldn’t hurt her but not liking the way he’s standing over her. Say Aaron puts a hand on Robert’s arm too, trying to get him to cool it.

And then Robert sort of shrugs both Bex and Aaron off, not aggressively as such, but just enough for Bex to lose her footing and maybe stumble into the table (she’s dramatic, it would work). Then Chrissie can deliver her Needed Line and be like “omggzzzz careful, she’s still pregnant!!!11!!!” and BAM - the required moment, the typical Pub Reveal is achieved.

Like....it took me about 10x longer to type it out than it did to think of that. Because.....it’s really not hard.

But this is Emmerdale’s problem lately; it seems like people - the writers - just simple cannot be arsed. And that is why this storyline is a shitshow. This is why it’s embarrassingly bad. And this is why I’m unsure if there’s a twist or not.

Is this done on purpose? Do the writers know a big twist is coming, and they either A) are just going through the motions until things Get Good, B) they think this whole thing is stupid so they literally cannot be arsed to try and make it any good, or C) this is all deliberate; they’re fucking with us, deliberately being inconsistent, unrealistic, messy, lazy, just so we lose faith, so that when The Twist finally comes, it’ll be all the more surprising, like “omg!! they tricked us, this is awesome!!!” 

or maybe it’s D) and there is no twist, this storyline really is this bad, the writers know it’s this bad, and they’re just....putting as little effort into it as possible.

OR MAYBE IT’S E) and they actually think this is good, they think they’re doing well, but it’s just coming across badly on screen?

This is why I’m so unsure. There are enough loose ends to make a twist totally believable. I do think Bex is actually pregnant, because if she isn’t then they’re really going to have to explore her mental health, as clearly there is something very, VERY wrong for someone to go to these extremes to pretend; or maybe if she isn’t actually pregnant, she believes she is. So ED would have to explore some kind of delusion, we’d have to dig deeper into Bex and her mind which would be something we have never, ever had. She’s not a real character at this point, so I would actually be totally down for this. I wonder if ED actually care enough to explore this, which is why I think she really is pregnant.

If she really is pregnant (it does seem so), it’s so bizarre that nobody has really questioned whether or not the baby is definitely Robert’s? Like even Aaron? Like he asked if R+R were “safe” when they slept together, but he didn’t say “yeah but how can you/she be 100% sure the baby is yours...?” - like I’m not sure why they’re making all of these characters appear to be utterly stupid when they’re not? If I was Aaron or Robert, I would be demanding a DNA test. No question at all. If I was Bex I’d want a DNA test too. Same if I was Ross!!!

Like....there are so many holes it makes my brain ache. I’m honestly trying not to think about it too much, or speculate too much, because....it hurts. It’s exhausting. There are so many holes and loose ends that we could all go on until the end of time about why this is stupid, why there HAS to be more to it....

....but as time goes on, I don’t know....it seems less and less likely.

But I’m also convinced Moira is pregnant? I haven’t watched ED since like Tuesday or something, and I’ve missed the odd episode before that (for example, Maxine’s Thursday episodes the other week, I’ve only seen the Robron stuff, as I was working/out/away and literally didn’t have a chance to catch up with several days worth of episodes until Wednesday) so I don’t know if anything more has been said about why she’s been acting odd lately, but I do think it’d be awesome if we/she found out she was like 6 months pregnant or whatever, with either Pete or Cain’s baby. In which case.....like I know two women are allowed to be pregnant at the same time, but would they really have two complex baby storyline’s going on at once? 

This is getting long and I know I’m offering nothing new, but I haven’t really spoken about any of this in weeks haha, apart from briefly in a few chats with people, and I was just sort of thinking more about the behind the scenes stuff (the writing) than trying to write meta for the characters or anything, because I don’t feel like we’re having enough consistency for me to try to understand what’s going on in Robert’s or Aaron’s heads right now, because - apart from Maxine’s episodes - it just has not been good enough and it’s all been about plot instead of the actual boys.

We had that Friday episode ending with that “showdown” between Aaron and Rebecca, and in the next episode it was like it never happened. Friday ended with Aaron seemingly completely thrown, contemplating his entire marriage, and then the next time we see Robron everything is kind of okay, and there’s no mention of what Bex said?? Does Robert even know Aaron saw her? We had Aaron crying, more or less saying he couldn’t accept the baby, and then in the next episode he’s like “whatever you want to do is fine by me” to Robert???

Then we had Robert apparently not giving a flying fuck about Bex and the baby, and the next he’s anxiously looking at his phone waiting for news on Bex/the baby when she’s in hospital.

So like....there’s too many gaps to try and figure out WTF Aaron and Robert are properly thinking right now. And it’s really poor storytelling, and it looks even WORSE off the back of Maxine’s episodes, which were consistent, realistic, character-driven and they MADE SENSE. Which is something most other episodes have been lacking lately.

So yeah. For now I can only really focus on the motives of the show as a whole, of the writers, of the behind the scenes crap....because all of this has been so poor, so poorly executed, that it’s made it hard for me to connect to the characters involved properly, which therefore makes it impossible for me to really focus on their thoughts and feelings right now (apart from Aaron knowing his husband cheated which is just......almost too painful for me to even really contemplate lmao).

I still want to talk about ED, about Robron, about Aaron and Robert as individuals.....like I don’t want to lose that. But what’s been happening on screen for over 2 months now has been so exhausting and disappointing that I don’t really have too much to give right now (apart from all of this!!! which is a lot longer than I anticipated!) 

so yeah....I’m just trying to get my head around all of this, trying to figure out whether to properly truly accept this as our reality or whether to desperately hang on to a twist that might never come. I’m honestly, genuinely in a constant battle between thinking “this is it” and “this can’t be it”. So....yeah!