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cheol-e-kat · 2 days ago

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⋆.˚ 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒓, 𝒄.𝒔𝒄 & 𝒌.𝒎𝒈

tonight tonight, teaser

a/n: this is a non-linear story, it moves throughout the past and present, and it is told from all three main povs - each character has a different color

pairing: choi seungcheol / f!reader / kim mingyu

summary: y/n has two longstanding crushes, but after having her soulmate fortune told, she starts to wonder if they’re more than crushes, even if they are all three alphas.

worse is realizing that her crushes may have crushes on one another, even when one professes to hate the other over something that happened when they were younger.

𓂃۶ৎ

or the time alpha y/n is sure that alpha seungcheol and alpha mingyu are her mates (and maybe each other’s), but how can they heal old wounds and form new bounds?

teaser word count: 3.2k

genre / trigger warnings: omegaverse (a/b/o), nontraditional omegaverse, alpha!seungcheol, alpha!mingyu, alpha!reader, soulmate au, red string of fate au, soulmate fortunes, more than one soulmate, poly relationship (yes, that means m/f/m - they all are in love with one another - if that makes you uncomfy, don’t read), college au, best friend au, slow burn, angst, smut (called out more in chapters where it happens), soulmate identifying marks

rating: 18+, mdni, explicit

warnings below cut

warnings for chapter: anxiety, implied depression, omegaverse (a/b/o), nontraditional omegaverse, implied poly relationship

notes on omegaverse (a/b/o): omegaverse is a vast au that can be written in many different ways - i don't like and don't write traditional omegaverse - scents are vibes, mates aren't determined by alphas go with omegas...imo that gets dull

𓂃۶ৎ 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒐 - 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒚𝒖

It was one of those days where it was sunny, but rain was clearly moving in. The air was humid and thick. Mingyu felt like he barely made it through practice - he was wheezing by the end, elated that it was over. Despite everything, he was the first one in the locker room, showering as quickly as he could and throwing on clean clothes over his still-wet skin.

He biked home, ignoring a few stop signs in his neighborhood in his rush. But he wanted to be in his bedroom with his door locked, so he could finally read the little note that had been burning a hole in his pocket since fourth period.

He hadn’t expected a quick response to his own note. Actually, he always assumed that he would say something wrong and would languish for days, certain that there would never be another note from the anonymous person. But then there would be one, dropping from his locker. Little papery slips of happiness.

He received the first note months ago, during fall semester. It had been short and Mingyu hadn’t even known how to respond. He had read it over and over again - it was still hidden in his desk, taped behind a drawer, along with many others.

“Mingyu, I like the cute look on your face when you’re looking for books in the library…”

It was a short opening gambit. But it still made Mingyu curious. Mainly because he didn’t accept whenever someone asked him out. He didn’t like the idea of accepting just any offer. He wanted to meet someone special, who actually liked him for himself.

If he were being truthful, he wanted to meet his mate, but he would never admit that to anyone - it was easier to say he was “discerning” rather than admit he was romantic and wanted to find a ‘true’ mate instead of finding someone who was just ‘okay’.

And something about the letters, notes, whatever they were - they made him feel special. They made him feel noticed. They definitely felt romantic and sweet and made his stomach flutter. Mingyu liked to think that whoever wrote them actually had feelings for him.

And now sitting in the floor of his room, he ripped into a new one. A slight trepidation bubbled in his stomach because he could also imagine that his notes were actually a mean prank. He had worried about that for some time.

It was short like always…it wasn’t what he expected - it was just a phone number.

Mingyu swallowed heavily, wondering what he was meant to do. It had taken enough thinking to figure out how to tape a note just perfectly inside his locker so that he could respond to his anonymous writer. But the idea of texting gave him pause. It felt very permanent.

He chewed his lip gently, thinking of all the things that could go wrong for him. He didn’t know who the other person was, but they knew him. They went to the same school, but for all he knew it was a teacher or something. He shook his head at the idea - he would die if it were a teacher leaving him so many complements when his notes were mainly a way for him to share his worries. He wasn’t sure what to do.

He didn’t text the number. Instead, he stuck it inside the book he was reading as his bookmark and vowed to think about it, at least for the day.

𓂃۶ৎ 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚 - 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒚𝒖

Mingyu was desperate for help.

There were only two exams in his physics course, and he was doing really poorly on all the problem sets so far. Which was why he was combing the library - he was certain this was where he would find him. He had been looking for the class’ assigned TA for the past two days and had zero luck in finding him.

Mingyu knew that even if Choi Seungcheol wasn’t a normal TA - he was just someone majoring in the subject who was well ranked - he was literally meant to help with problem sets. It was his entire job. Even if he didn’t like Mingyu - he still had to help.

A friend had texted Mingyu that they saw Seungcheol on the north campus library’s fifth floor. Mingyu had rushed over from class and was now going through every possible spot on the fifth floor. He was determined to find Seungcheol.

He was breathing heavily when he finally found him - sitting in a corner seat, well hidden. Mingyu rolled his eyes at the behavior because Seungcheol was meant to be accessible. But then again, he knew Seungcheol, and he knew he was a royal asshole, born and bred.

They had been at school together before uni. Mingyu had experienced firsthand the kind of alpha he was. The exact kind who didn’t take his job seriously and didn’t care about anyone besides himself.

No matter because Mingyu was feeling shameless and in the mood to make a scene.

𓂃۶ৎ 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚 - 𝑺𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒐𝒍

Seungcheol was working through some annoying assignment from an economics class he had taken on a whim. It wasn’t that he didn’t understand the principles, it was more that he felt like the class grader didn’t like his economic philosophy.

He didn’t hear anyone behind him. He didn’t hear his name or a greeting - instead, he felt someone touch his shoulder, which caused him to whip around with wide eyes.

He popped his earbuds out quickly, even as he spoke, “What the fuck?” He hissed before realizing who had disturbed him.

Mingyu was staring down at him, an annoyed expression on his face. He didn’t even bother responding to Seungcheol’s question.

“I need help,” his voice was pure acid.

Seungcheol flushed slightly, “How can I help?” His throat was dry.

Mingyu’s gaze hardened somehow, “Physics - the physics problem sets - you’re meant to help, yes?” He spoke in a rapid-fire, clipped tone.

Seungcheol wanted to crawl under the desk he was seated at. He never wanted to talk to Mingyu - he could go his full life without talking to him ever again. He had glanced at the class roster when the semester started and prayed to the entire universe that Mingyu would never need help - he could pass or drop or anything, but Seungcheol hoped he wouldn’t have to talk to him.

He had dreaded this moment. Mingyu though, looked far too happy.

Seungcheol nodded, “Yeah, and I have hours,” he attempted to sound normal, unaffected.

Mingyu laughed, “Right, you do have set hours, but you apparently don’t show up for them - you’ve made me resort to a manhunt,” his voice had at least softened a bit.

Seungcheol had technically held his normal hours the day before, and the week before, but seeing Mingyu waiting for him, he had literally sat behind his desk and pretended he wasn’t there. He could handle a small reprimand from his advisor for missing some sessions - what he couldn’t handle was literally happening to him - Mingyu was happening to him.

He felt like he might black out. He knew Mingyu was talking to him and saying things, but his brain was beyond overwhelmed. Everything in his body was telling him to flee, but he was stuck.

He had the feeling that he was meant to say something - Mingyu was staring at him, waiting. Seungcheol’s mouth was dry, and he was sweating, his heart was pounding. When Mingyu pushed his shoulder again, he gave a soft yelp.

Mingyu stared at him, “Are you okay?” He almost sounded concerned.

Seungcheol managed to shake his head. He wasn’t okay. He wasn’t okay by any measure. He found himself blindly searching through his bag for his inhaler. He heard Mingyu’s offer to help, but Seungcheol was past that - he was genuinely panicking. He needed his inhaler now, full stop. He felt the plastic shape he was searching for and shook it furiously before squeezing it and breathing in the slightly bitter medicine.

Even though he could breathe again, he was still faced with Mingyu - who was now watching Seungcheol with his own worried look.

“Do you need to see a doctor or something?”

Seungcheol shook his head, “No, I’m fine,” he said in the least convincing voice.

Mingyu watched him for a few moments before finally sitting, “I don’t believe you, but whatever - why should I care,” he went on in his blasé tone, “will you help me with this problem set?”

Seungcheol nodded, glancing at the notebook Mingyu had dropped on the desktop. He pressed his lips into a line when he recognized the handwriting.

He hadn’t thought about it in a long time - the way Mingyu wrote certain letters. He flushed brilliantly as he tried to push all his thoughts back down deep inside his mind where they belonged. He really couldn’t deal with them resurfacing.

When Mingyu sat next to him, he recognized his scent immediately, the soft jasmine that was complimented by a note of orange. His scent, like everyone’s, was blocked down to something that roughly came across like a spritz of perfume. It didn’t make it any less memorable for Seungcheol.

Worse was that Mingyu’s scent made him shift uncomfortably because he immediately saw a mental image of the notes he kept in the back of one of his drawers at his parents’. He had never been able to get rid of them. He had thought about it, but he couldn’t. He could never get rid of all the little notes, all the very ‘Mingyu’ complaints that he had kept for so long.

He felt another nudge, “Seungcheol, you can leave if you need to - I didn’t mean to cause,” he heard the soft sigh, “I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

Seungcheol shook his head and started going through the problems - he just needed to act like Mingyu was literally any other faceless student.

𓂃۶ৎ 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚 - 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒚𝒖

“So did you find him?” Y/n asked as she flipped idly through a magazine in Mingyu’s dorm. They shared a bathroom, and she regularly made her way into Mingyu’s room, usually because they were on a similar schedule, but Mingyu tended to be late without reminders.

“Yeah,” Mingyu responded.

Y/n paused her flipping, the lack of elaboration was odd for Mingyu, especially when he had been so set on finding Seungcheol earlier in the day. She had an idea of where Seungcheol might be studying, but she hadn’t immediately told Mingyu.

But Mingyu was still puzzling out what had even happened with Seungcheol. He had been shocked at what he could only guess was a panic attack. But that was too much - an alpha having a panic attack over what even, he wondered uncharitably to himself as he emptied his bag in search of a pencil.

Y/n watched her friend ignore every pencil on his desk while he searched for ‘the’ pencil. She knew Mingyu was particular, but this was like watching a new boss level being accessed…Mingyu versus his backpack. She shrugged. She didn’t really know the precise history between Mingyu and Seungcheol, just bits and pieces, but she knew enough to know that the Mingyu was exceedingly unhappy over it, even now…and had been unhappy for a long time. Y/n had wondered more and more recently if it was completely irreparable between them. She worried that it might be.

She and Mingyu had met at a camp for under-18s with ‘certain’ issues. Mingyu had liked Y/n immediately. For a place that was so drab and lifeless, and despite everything, she was full of life, even when Mingyu was down, she made things bearable. Y/n was maybe the only person Mingyu could never truly push away, no matter how he felt - she just seemed to stick. He had been glad when they were accepted to the same uni. And he had been relieved to know they could be suitemates, even if they were both alphas.

Y/n watched the battle for pencils become a battle with notebooks, she sighed, “Do you want to go for dinner with me?”

Mingyu glanced over at the mention of food - he was hungry. He stopped fumbling with his books and bag, “Yes, please - I’m starving,” he said simply.

Y/n left to walk downstairs while Mingyu got ready. He bundled up in a scarf that was too long and his black wool coat before meeting her in the lobby of their dorm.

She was sitting at the bottom of the huge, wooden staircase waiting. She was very blonde and cute - Mingyu had helped her bleach her hair this time - her long coat was a blue that made her skin seem luminescent. Mingyu wondered how the alpha was still single, but he didn’t bother her about things like that.

Talking about those things, alpha and omega things, was something they used to do when they were younger, usually while hiding under a blanket so no one knew they were still awake, well past curfew. Telling one another all of their thoughts about mates and how once she had gone to a fortune teller to ask about her mate. It used to be a fun conversation.

Instead, he walked down the stairs past her, waiting for her to look up from her phone. Mingyu watched, knowing she was picking exactly where to eat, her face serious. Until she glanced up, and her face broke into a soft smile.

“Don’t just stand there, looming over me,” she complained softly, reaching out to grab Mingyu’s hand.

Mingyu sat and leaned on Y/n’s shoulder, watching her rapidly swiping through saved menus until she hit the one he was looking for. Mingyu nuzzled against her jacket. He loved that she was an alpha who usually smelled like a bundle of fresh roses - the bright green scent was something Mingyu always adored. He enjoyed the way it gained notes of tea leaves and moss when she wasn’t wearing blocks. She was maybe Mingyu’s favorite scent - almost his favorite scent, but he didn’t want to think about that.

The wind was horrendous as they left their dorm. They shivered their way to a tapas place before deciding they were still hungry and getting a ride-share to an oyster bar that weirdly had some of the best desserts.

It was Mingyu’s current favorite. He had the feeling that she was trying to improve his mood, especially when she didn’t seem to care how many drinks they ordered, or how many flavors of macarons Mingyu picked from the case. They kept conversation to a minimum - no reason to scare anyone with their overly dark jokes. Which really left Mingyu to focus on his small pile of cookies and to ruminate on whatever had happened with Seungcheol.

It had surprised him that Seungcheol had looked properly freaked out over their meeting. He smiled softly at the idea that he could bother Seungcheol that much by just asking for help. His mind was certainly in a petty place when he decided he would never miss Seungcheol’s office hours. He did his best to blunt his memories of Seungcheol’s scent, the way it used to linger on paper, grassy like matcha. He pursed his lips, trying to focus on Y/n, who was watching him - a wistful expression on her face.

It had been freezing when they left, but it had started to sleet on their way back to campus. Mingyu led the way back to their dorm from where they had been dropped off, while Y/n was giggling because it had started to snow.

She pulled Mingyu’s hand, “Seriously, at least acknowledge it’s amazing,” her voice insistent.

Mingyu nodded, “Yeah, it’s great until we get hypothermia,” he grimaced - that was a too-real comment for them.

She groaned, “Just find the positivity Kim Mingyu,” she chided in a sing-song voice.

Mingyu groaned at the reminder of their times at camp, shaking his head, he pulled Y/n’s hand, “Come on,” he whined, “it’s cold,” he tried to be reasonable.

She sighed and walked close, throwing her arms around Mingyu’s shoulders - not an uncommon thing, he guessed he was dragging her back. It was the sudden feeling of amazingly warm lips against his own that made Mingyu stop.

For a brief moment, he considered pulling away, but he couldn’t come up with a reason to break the kiss - he liked Y/n, he liked her scent, and how sweet she was - he cut himself off before his brain mentally went through ticking a list of things he liked, loved even, about her. He leaned into the kiss, enjoying that she tasted a bit like peppermint.

He didn’t mind the small snowflakes that landed and melted against his skin. It was hearing a small laugh that broke the moment - some girls walking back and giggling. Mingyu glanced at them and then back to Y/n.

“Let’s go back?” He raised his eyebrows questioningly.

She nodded, looking slightly embarrassed, “Yeah.”

Mingyu waited for her to apologize or anything that indicated it was a mistake. That’s what would normally happen - the few times they had kissed or had done more. Those fervent moments were always followed by apologies - the heat between them quickly extinguished.

But nothing was said as they walked, or even when they went into their rooms.

Mingyu undressed, listening carefully. He waited for any sign of Y/n. He brushed his teeth, glancing every few moments at her door. He could have knocked, but he didn’t. He didn’t want to break whatever little spell was playing out between them.

He climbed into bed and tried to figure out the best way to get warm despite his drafty room.

He was almost asleep when he heard the small creaking of footsteps in his room, he glanced towards the bathroom and saw her there. It was odd to see her waiting when she normally rushed into everything.

Mingyu watched her lean against the door frame, “Are you mad at me?”

Mingyu shook his head, “No,” he whispered.

She was still for a moment, “I always want to - with you, but I don’t know how you’ll feel - or if there’s still someone else,” her voice trailed off.

Mingyu tried to think of when there was ever really someone else and wasn’t sure. He decided it didn’t matter.

He held out a hand and watched her cover the short distance between the bathroom and his bed. She was quickly under the covers, and Mingyu was glad for the warmth that came along with the other alpha.

He was happy to wrap himself around her. They were quiet for a few moments. Mingyu suddenly remembered, “I thought you were the one who’s supposed to have two mates?” He asked softly, jokingly.

She sighed, “That’s what the fortune teller told me, but then again, how does that work when one makes the other apoplectic and one gets asthmatic when you mention the other one?” She asked a serious note in her voice.

For a moment Mingyu’s drunken mind pondered what had just been said - if he included himself - he suddenly groaned, “Him?” He nudged her arm, “Seriously, him?” His whisper was urgent.

He was incredulous, but she was snoring softly. Mingyu stared at the ceiling for a few minutes - his mind whirring, then petering out in favor of a mellow sleep. His still hazy mind decided that he would deal with Seungcheol the next day.

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raven-unkind · 21 hours ago

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hii, congrats on the 200 followers ❤️ i really like how you write niki for your smau so i was wondering if i could get prompt 1 with him? maybe loser riki who's down bad for reader? 🤭

˚₊‧⁺⋆❤︎ annoying ft. riki nishimura

riki nishimura x fem!reader

wc. 1419 words

200 followers event: “You pierced my ears. That’s like, automatic couple material.”

tw. highschool!au, fluff and crack, inspired by my own high school (gotta love em american highschools 😭), the main situation is loosely inspired by smt that happened to me and my friend (yes we helped some guy in our school pierce his ears. pls dont do that). Saw this prompt on pinterest and I just HAD to add it to my event.

a/n. This is so long, I couldn't bring myself to stop yapping 😭 anyways I’d like to thank everyone that sent in their requests for the event & those who are supporting me!

If someone told you that helping someone would have resulted in being followed around by your school’s resident bad boy you would have laughed. Since freshman year, Riki Nishimura, had seemingly been doing everything to build himself the reputation of a delinquent. Getting into fights, skipping classes, never wearing his uniform correctly, and somehow always being late as if he didn't live 10 minutes away from school.

…

It was 4th period – physics class. Now not only did you hate the teacher – Mrs. Makenzie – but you also had absolutely no idea what the hell was even going on in this class. So the best solution? Skipping in the bathroom. Not very exciting but still, it's better than sitting through a 1 hour lecture about thermodynamics, slowly feeling your brain melting away. So you found yourself in the girls bathroom, hidden away in a stall, scrolling on your phone. That’s when you heard it. A string of curses from the boys bathroom. Something you never understood about your highschool was the weird design of the bathrooms. The boys’ and girls’ bathrooms weren’t exactly private. The wall on which the sinks and mirrors are were shared, and said wall doesn't go all the way up to the ceiling; instead, there is a gap at the top, roughly 60 cm wide. That made it impossible to avoid overhearing everything happening in the other bathroom. You could hear conversations, the echo of footsteps, and even the sound of sinks running, as if the space between the two was just one continuous room. It was always a bit awkward, especially if you heard something you weren’t supposed to, like this time.

“Come on hyung? Please.” The first voice said. “Absolutely not- Thats unsanitary and I don't wanna be responsible if it gets infected- I’m out.” Another one said. You narrow your brows, unable to fathom what in the world these 2 guys could be doing in the bathroom. You shake your head, deciding it might be best to ignore whatever that was. You heard footsteps leaving the bathroom and assume they’re both gone. That's until about 5 minutes later when something falls on the ground, and again, a string of curses. “Fucking- I cant fucking do this.” That makes you raise your head from your phone, that noisy part of you interested. There’s a beat of silence and you can't help but let curiosity get the best of you. “You okay?” You ask, hoping you were loud enough for him to hear.

“Uh yeah.” Their voice was quick, almost stammering. Flustered is exactly how you’d describe it. Cute, you think. He clears his throat. “Hey uh… any chance you’d be down to help me pierce my ears?” You blink, phone completely forgotten in your left hand. “...Like now?” “Yeah.” You pause, thinking. That explained why the other boy you heard earlier so adamantly refused to help him. School bathrooms aren't really known to be sterile. You couldn't help but feel bad for however was on the other side; so you asked a little hesitant. “Do you have a piercing gun? Or are you like… free handing it with a needle or something?” “Nah- I bought a gun on amazon.” he answers with a chuckle. You nod, even though he can't see you. “Okay sure. I’ll help.” you get up and open the stall. You only accepted for 1 reason. He has a cute voice and he sounds a little shy. Giselle would most definitely laugh at you if you told her that but still, you couldn't help yourself. So imagine your surprise when you peek in the boys bathroom only to find no other than Riki Nishimura, leaning on the bathroom counter, dark cyan piercing gun in hand.

You stop in your tracks and Riki turns his head towards you. He gives you a lazy smirk, one you’ve seen many times before in the 3 years you’ve been stuck in the same classes as him. “Hey-.... Y/n.” “Uh hi….” The shyness of the voice you heard seconds prior to entering the bathroom is gone, if anything, he sounds pleasantly surprised that you’re there. You shake your head and step into the bathroom, extending a hand towards him. He hands you the gun. “So what ear do you wanna do?” “Both.” He says cockily, eyes not leaving your form. You nod, gesturing for him to get to your height.

The whole ordeal happens pretty fast, without anything going wrong. Tak, tak and done. Both his ear lobe red but you can't lie, the earrings did look good on him, great even. After that, he had given you an intense look, like it was his first time really seeing you and you had excused yourself, eager to escape whatever that look meant, which brings you to your current predicament.

Riki started following you around, almost like a puppy following its owner. He would appear at the most random places, bring you food and worst of all, flirt with you in the most random moment with the most ridiculous pick up lines you ever had the misfortune to hear. To make matters worse, it seemed the entire school had taken notice of the situation, people going as far as betting on their main story how long it would take for you to accept Riki's advances.

“I'm never being nice again.” You mutter under your breath. You were trying to enjoy your lunch – keyword is trying – when Riki sat next to you, turning so his body faces yours, a smile on his face. “How are you doing, pretty girl?” You look at him with a deadpan expression and he smirks, clearly not affected. “I changed them look.” He says, bringing your attention to his ear lobes. He switched the silver studs for small silver hoops, one of them with a cross dangling from it. And yeah, shocker – well not really – but it did look great. You give him a blank look and he pouts. Riki fucking Nishimura who claims to be nonchalant and does everything in is power to be cool fucking pouts at you. “Ignored by my own girlfriend.” He whines and you roll your eyes, exasperated by the childish behavior and weird infatuation he seemed to have developed for you in the past month or so.

“Riki, I'm not your girlfriend.” You deadpan, playing around with your food. “Why not?” You blink at him, finally giving him your full attention. Is he being for real??? “What in the world gave you that idea, you didn't even-” “You pierced my ears. That’s like, automatic couple material.” You can do nothing but gape at him. “THAT'S your reason???? He shrugs. “You held my hand through it. Pretty romantic if you ask me.” You sigh deeply. “Riki. Just because I held your hand doesn't make me your girlfriend. It's not like you asked or something-”

“Okay- Can I be your boyfriend then?”... “What? NO- I barely know you.” “How about a date then? If you don't like it, I'll leave you alone.” He counters. You can do nothing but stare, lips parted in surprise. He continues to stare at you, waiting for an answer. Oh. Oh he’s being completely serious. The seriousness of the situation finally dawns on you, the possibility of Riki having genuine feelings for you sounding more and more plausible. Riki fiddles with his left earring under your gaze, awkwardly waiting for you to either accept his proposal or reject him.

“... Okay.” His eyes snap to yours, full of hope and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “Wait really?” You nod, trying your best to look exasperated. Riki is beaming, like a kid who’s been told christmas is coming early this year. “I promise you won't regret it” “I like tulips. Pink or yellow.” He nods. “Tulips. Pink or yellow. Noted. Anything else princess?” You shake your head both at his question and the pet name, but you can't stop the smile forming on your lips. “I’ll text you the details.” He says, getting up. You narrow your eyes. “Where are you going Riki? Lunch ends in 15 minutes” “I'm going to buy you flowers? I’m taking you out after school.” You let out a soft laugh at the answer. You get up and press a kiss to his left cheek. “I'll be waiting at the gates, don't be late.” He gives you a lovesick look that makes you feel bad for unknowingly torturing the boy for an entire month. “I won't.”

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diazbuckleyy · 3 days ago

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there’s something about the phrasing:

“buck wouldn’t mind being in love with a man if it didn’t mean being in love with his best friend, and eddie wouldn’t mind being in love with his best friend if it didn’t mean being in love with a man”

that makes it SO REAL for me. like, could they have handled buck’s coming out a lot differently? yes, sure, but i’m kinda glad it didn’t necessarily involve eddie right at first (not explicitly or said out loud, at least) because it’s what makes more sense for buck’s story. now that he has it figured out, he has no problem with kissing and falling in love with guys, but with his straight best friend, as he said it himself??? that’s still in denial.

but EDDIE??? my good friend eddie diaz is still very repressed and deep in the closet. i fear he has literally NO CLUE he likes men, and it doesn’t even cross his mind that he’s gay because that’s what he’s been taught his entire life. so that is why i NEED him to realize he’s in love with buck before he realizes he’s gay. like, he needs to figure out that what they have and what they share is anything BUT casual. that there is literally nothing platonic between them. and i guess that’s why an eddie coming out scene feels so distant right now, but buddie is so very close to going canon. i feel like a scene after their first kiss where eddie says something like “shit. i guess this means i’m gay?” is way more likely and suitable for his character.

and it’s also the perfect opportunity for them to showcase that everybody is different, and no story is like the other. they’re showing that there is absolutely nothing wrong with coming out or realizing you’re gay in your late 30s, and it comes in very different ways for everyone. you can choose joy!!

#PLEASE tim minear i’m begging you #please do eddie’s story justice 😭#it’s what we deserve #buddie canon #buddie #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buck and eddie #911 on abc #911

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Thank you @mayurisstalker for the tag 💜💜💜 i tried and i hope its a good intro to me?

Origin of Username:

Tbh it’s legit I fell in love w/ Kenpachi while my bf rewatched Bleach and god damn i fell hard for that man. I’m kinda nb so partner felt right in comparison especially cuz i use partner in real life cuz it feels more mutual and equal of a standing in most

OTP/Fave Ships:

Kenmayu- do i even need reason???

ShunUki- once again, god damn

TodoBaku- don’t even ask me i love both of them and just want to have that throuple w them

KiriBaku- they’re so freakin cute together

Fave Color:

Rainbow- i legit love just all colors and shades, if i had to narrow narrow to what i’d wear, forest or sage green, black, all purple shades

Song Stuck in my Head:

It was literally released a couple hours ago but GBAD by Jackson Wang (i love all of his music and just him as a person, he’s just so fuckin real and i vibe) also python by got7

Weird Habit/Trait:

Probably got a few but i normally have to triple check doors if they’re locked (ive gotten better) but like i used to lock bathroom door the moment i walked in and same with bedroom door when i had one. Doors unlocked were not good to me as i grew up obsessed w true crime. I also make really strange connections to things, like there can be completely unrelated topics like idk fuckin silk and horses or something and my brain will make connections until the two are easily related??? Idk if that makes sense

Hobbies:

Art, reading, listening to a lot of music, currently learning mandarin, sewing (just started), cooking/baking depending what the people (my bf and coworkers) request

If I Could Get Any Job What Would It Be:

Researcher/historian/professor- i have a degree in history (ik im a dweeb) with a focus area of Asia, but i like topics that often get overlooked so like language usage in history, lgbtqia+ in eastern culture and the effects of colonization, tattoo history, art/music history, death practices, fashion history, etc.

Something I’m Good At:

Research, listening/advice, random facts, makeup, and apparently making people laugh with my neutral face cuz it just seems funny ig????

Something You Hate:

Hearing people chew/swallow irks the hell out of me, bad tattoos (like legit poorly done, not hygenic and just things that ppl don’t know and choose without understanding particular meaning or even what it is), and passive aggressive or disrespectful adults

Something You Forget:

My appointments cuz i have health issues and i always forget until they call me as a reminder

Your Love Language:

I’m a gifter/acts of service person, tbh i’d probably do anything for most people bc its just who i am, but i love words of affirmation esp bc my imposter syndrome is really bad as well as my anxiety and depression esp as of late

Favorite Movies/Shows:

Oof…. Bleach, Bnha, forensic files, family guy (great bg noise for me), say yes to the dress atlanta (guilty ples), kotaro lives alone, sakamoto days, golden girls

Orphan????, akeelah and the bee, the book club movies, step up, runaway jury

Tbh its really hard for me to get thru shows and movies but getting better

Favorite Food:

Mussels and white clam sauce pasta, also wonton soup

Favorite Animal: bats/cats

What Were You Like as a Child:

Quiet, didn’t really talk to anyone or have friends. Spent childhood in basement since i wasn’t allowed outside, so the garfield game disc for computer was all i had and purble palace. I was v disrespectful to my parents cuz i didnt know fully that i wasnt supposed to call them by their actual name instead of mom and dad since i only ever heard their first names used

Favorite Subject in School:

Math, science, history （all of each)

Least Favorite Subject:

English cuz the teachers didn’t like how i wrote but none of them tried to give me advice

What’s Your Best Character Trait:

I will do just about anything for anyone, say the word and i’ll help or do whatever it is

What’s Your Worst Character Trait:

Kinda a doormat cuz of my best trait getting better though at establishing boundaries, but im also a bit abrasive

If You Could Change Any Detail of Your Life Right Now, What Would It Be:

My job, i work in retail but my new store manager sucks as a person and treats us sales associates like weve never done anything in our life and is just blatantly disrespectful to my coworkers and myself and i dont like it, also if you have seen my main, yk i got called useless during a job interview this week so that too

If You Could Travel Back In Time, Who Would You Like to Meet:

Kind of an odd one but maybe my great grandmother/great grandfather since my family doesn’t fully know where they’re from and her nickname is my middle name

No Pressure Tags:

Ummmm @hypnotixstorm , @alice-raynor , really anyone who may want to!!!!!!

Get to know mutuals ^-^ tagged by @bankaizen (thank you for the tag ❤️)

I'm sorry, it's so long!! I'm putting it behind the read more for easier reading.

What’s the origin of your username? It's a song by Armand Van Helden! He's one of my favourite DJs haha.

OTP(s) + shipname: TUna LMAO (Tidus/Yuna) from FFX, Fanille (Fang/Vanille from FFXIII), Touya/Yukito from CCS, GinRan and Unohana/Isane from Bleach. Yakuza: Daigo/Mine. Also a big fan of Canon Character/OCs!!!

Favourite colour: Turquoise/teal - most of my fountain pen inks are in that colour range lol

Song stuck in my head: The Macrodata Refinement Dance Party mixed by ODESZA

Weirdest habit/trait: If I'm at a restaurant, I fold my used napkins neatly to be disposed of.

Hobbies: I have a lot! Aside from writing, there are:

(junk) journaling, which in turn, lead me to my stationery and fountain pen hobbies

playing the piano (been playing since I was 5)

swimming (was a competitive swimmer for most of my child and teenage years)

I garden in the spring/summertime

I also love to cook and have done dinner parties for my friends (but I don't enjoy baking)

I'm also into photography

I wish I had more time in the day for it, but I also try to do some language learning!

If you could have any job you wish what would you have? A food/travel writer/reviewer!

Something you’re good at: I've been told I'm good at giving advice and listening to people. Personally I'm very good at directions! There have been a few times where I've been stopped on the street and helped people navigate their way around.

Something you hate: Oranges :(, I can't stand the colour, the smell and the taste.

Something you forget: Hmmm not sure! I guess phone numbers. I only remember the numbers of my immediate family...

Your love language: Gift giving! I love getting people gifts and try hard to get something meaningful and/or practical. I'll try to remember little details about my friends and find something along the lines of that. I also love receiving gifts lol.

Favourite movies/shows: Ahhh so many! For animanga: Bleach, Samurai Champloo, xxxHOLiC, Sailor Moon, JJBA Diamond is Unbreakable. For movies: Spirited Away, Sorry to Bother You, Drive, Kill Bill Vol 2, Sympathy for Lady Vengeance, The Fall. Shows: Hannibal, Regular Show, 30 Rock, Prison Playbook (k-drama), Hotel del Luna (k-drama), Racket Boys (k-drama).

Favourite food: Too many... I think I could eat soup dumplings/xiaolongbao by the bucket loads. Or Sri Lankan crab curry mmmm. I also can't say no to chocolate cake 🫣

Favourite animal: bears!!! I know they could kill me, but why are they friend-shaped :(

What were you like as a child? I was an easygoing child and VERY curious. I would wake up in the middle of the night to do "science" experiments. Like one time I woke up around 3am and I dug up the front yard to find "cool rocks" 💀 or buy mentos from the local convenience store, wait for everyone to go to bed, then sneak into the kitchen and put the mentos in my parents 2L coke bottle to see it explode LMAO.

Favourite subject in school: i've been in school for too long: french & geography -> science -> physics -> biology -> advanced health economics for low and middle-income countries & biostatistics

Least favourite subject: Wood working... to avoid a fail, I asked the guy who had a crush on me to help me with my final project 🫣 I also hated organic chemistry in undergrad.

What’s your best character trait: I've been told I'm very caring and calming to be around! I had a friend describe me as a "human version of a spa" 💀

What’s your worst character trait? I cut people out of my life very easily. I think I should be more forgiving, but I just... can't get passed whatever slight was made to me/loved ones. I'm trying to be understanding and compassionate, but I also don't want you near me ever again lol.

If you could change any detail of your life right now, what would it be? I hope trump and his administration dies. In my immediate life? I'd like a higher salary.

If you could travel in time, who would you like to meet? It is definitely a tie between Johann Sebastian Bach and Muzio Clementi!! They are my favourite composers. My piano exam repertoire for the Baroque and Classical periods were from their piano repertoire. I have so much fun playing them and would love to learn their thought processes.

I tag: @soprawrites @villainsrtasty @nail-art-no-jutsu @muzansfangs @snuggetfish @if-dreams-do-come-true and any others who want to do this too (also feel free to ignore if you don't wanna do this, no obligation at all!!)

#i tried #intro to me #intro intro hehe #ily guys #bleach

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