#yuna tagging mess

[princekirijo]

Katsuro: Hey, why do Aigis and Labrys's leg prosthetics look so weird

Yuna: THOSE ARE THEIR HOOVES YOU BITCH

HELPPP SO CANON ACTUALLY 😭

It's really funny to me that Katsuro has just like. Never realized Aigis and Labrys are robots I love that 😭 this is conversation is even funnier because like Yuna very much knows. No one told her she just figured it out by herself 💀 she also definitely knows Katsuro doesn't know so she's just messing with him now 😭

[oakparchment]

No Nut November with Itzy

Male Reader x Yuna, MR x Lia, MR x Chaeryeong, MR x Ryujin, MR x Yeji

Length: 1,479 words

Tags: cumplay, edging, blue balls, creampie, facials, NNN, cum slut

Summary: How each member of Itzy handles you going through NNN (No Nut November).

AO3

A/N: For a NNN post this story has a lot of cum.

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Yuna is a cum slut. Neither of you have any chance of surviving NNN.

After just the first day or so she’s already begging for it: “I’ve been a good girl, don’t you think I deserve to be fucked by your cock? Don’t you think I deserve to be painted with your cum?”All whilst looking at you with the wildest fuck me eyes and pushing her clothed tits into you.

Your will was simply not strong enough to resist Yuna when she gets like this, and so you give her what you both want. You nut on her, in her, sometimes both in the same day. Yuna turns No Nut November into something more like Never stop Nutting November. Her day isn't finished unless she gets at least one load, and you're more than happy to give it to her.

Oh well, maybe she'll be less cum hungry this time next year?

Fail.

Lia is very subservient to you during November and goes along with your whims. If you persevere throughout the weeks then she’ll support you along the whole way, doing her best to distract you whenever you get horny. When she feels you getting hard against her ass at night, she’ll turn over and make conversation instead. Or if she can sense you’re about to boil over, she’ll make plans for you both to keep yourselves busy.

But if you instead completely give in, then in a moments notice she’s either on her knees with her tongue out, or bent over with her lips spread apart, ready to use her own body purely to give you pleasure and to extract your cum.

Even when you’re tracking well throughout the month, it’s not like you can completely keep your hands off each other. She likes to suckle on your sensitive balls, massaging them in her mouth whilst you run your fingers through her hair and scalp. 

Schrodinger's Cat. Whether you succeed or fail is completely up to you.

When you present the idea to her, Chaeryeong goes along with it initially but quickly gets impatient and horny. When you’re home she’ll try to hide the fact that she's fucking wet to help you push through, but when you’re out she’ll send you nudes. Scandalous pictures of herself bent over in front of the mirror, her ass wide on display. Or an upwards angle that shows both her dripping wet pussy and her best ‘fuck me’ face. The messages under it read "Can't wait until this month is over so you can be inside me again" or “I've been a good girl and haven’t touched myself yet, can you tell?”

It’s obvious. She wants to break your will down so that you can pound her creamy little pussy and fill her up with cum. Chaeryeong tortures herself along with you, choosing to participate in NNN together, refusing to cum unless you both do. You reply back with videos of your 

You last a week, maybe even two if you're lucky, but you can only tease each other for so long before you find yourself racing through the door, bending her over before you even reach the bedroom. Fucking her on the floor like wild animals in heat. Her body quivers, milking your cock as you dump a massive load inside her. Chaeryeong's pussy is a creamy mess, yours and her cum oozing out of her hole.

Fail.

Ryujin's favourite month of the year is November. Apart from little teases here and there, she doesn’t touch you at all. The most you get is ‘accidental’ grazes of her hand on your hard-on as she walks past. Or when she stretches in bed at night and for one fleeting moment she grinds her ass into your bulge. If you try to initiate anything, or touch yourself, dommy Ryujin comes out. She’ll clutch your balls a bit too hard, or slap you just to let you know who’s in control.

Ryujin will make you watch as she rides on her thick dildo, saying things like “I know you wish I was bouncing up and down on your cock instead. You want to feel my pussy walls suffocating that pathetic throbbing cock, hmm?” From start to end, you have to watch Ryujin fuck herself whilst she humiliates you, and you’re not allowed to do anything about it. “This dildo probably feels better than you anyway, I’m glad I don’t have to feel you inside of me.” You are both well aware this is a blatant lie, but for the course of the month you grit your teeth and go along with it.

On the last day of November you’re so sensitive that even just playing with your balls sends shocks throughout your body, which Ryujin is acutely aware of. Without ever giving attention to your cock, she sucks and plays with your balls for what feels like an hour straight. You’re so touch deprived and tender that this alone eventually makes you cum. That’s right. Ryujin went through all of that just to make you lose NNN on the last day without even touching your cock. She’s a fucking cunt and she knows it.

Fail.

Yeji edges you, using you like a sex toy to get herself off without ever letting you finish. She'll suck you off or fuck you as usual, but anytime you get even remotely close to cumming she’ll stop. If you’re in Yeji’s mouth then she’ll release you from her warmth with a loud pop and then sit on your face. If you’re pounding away at her pussy then she’ll pull you out and finish herself off with a vibrator. You can’t do anything but watch as she squirts all over you.

Your balls ache. Badly. And the further into the month you go, the shorter your edging sessions last before you’re about to nut and she switches to getting herself off. Numerous times you get so damn close to spilling over, but she knows just how to ride the edge. The last week is torturous, and it makes going about the rest of your life difficult.

At midnight of December 1st, the month rolls over (a moment that you have been waiting for since the first night she edged you). Yeji is fast asleep but not even the world ending could stop you now. With your pulsing cock in hand, you pull her silk pajama shorts to the side and thrust balls deep. Yeji’s gentle breathing turns into high pitched moans, announcing that she's awake. You fuck her pussy hard and fast. This was never going to last more than a minute or two, you’re only after one thing here; to ravage her until you came. Now it was her turn to be nothing but a slutty little sex toy.

As much as you appreciate her, this past month of torture has also built up a small amount of resentment towards her that could not be ignored. It was something that you know will wash away as soon as you finally release this load. Wanting to punish her a little, you pull out and switch holes, fucking into her tight ass instead. Yeji groans deeply, but you slap her face and spit in her mouth in response. Given that she wore no panties and her ass was prepped, she clearly knew something like this would happen. How can she be such a good yet bad girl at the same time? After another handful of thrusts, your inevitable peak arrives. A blinding orgasm follows. The only reason you don’t black out is through sheer will of not wanting to let this nut go to waste after waiting 30 days. You pump a couple loads into her ass, then pull out and thrust back into her pussy. After sufficiently painting her guts white, you find your cock still spurting, so you jerk yourself off onto her abs, her tits, her face, and finally depositing the last few drops onto her stretched out tongue. You step back and admire your masterpiece. An entire month of your built up edging load lays inside and on Yeji, who looks up at the ceiling, panting with a wide smile and fucked out exprssion on her face. Her double creampie starts to drip out of both her holes. A trail of your cum spans from her stomach to her perky tits, and of course she also has what appears to be a full load of a facial despite all the cum throughout the rest of her body. She is a cum dumpster, through and through.

Would you go through all that again next November? Almost certainly not. But in this moment would you say it was worth it? Yeji licks up the cum around her lips whilst fingering your cum deeper into her, chasing her own nut.

Absolutely it was.

NNN with Yeji. Success.

A/N: If you're one of the people who chooses to participate in NNN, I hope this smut didn't make you cum. But then again if you're doing the challenge then should you really be browsing porn?

[whatdoidosatoru]

Sleeping In

PART 3 of The Only Exception

- part 1 - part 2 - part 4 - ao3

pairing: Keisuke Baji x OC (reader)

wc: 4.6k

tags: smut, fluff, no use of y/n, some back story (talk of cheating etc..), oral sex (m and f receiving), this chapter is actually pretty mild, sorry :)

summary: after another night of shenanigans with Keisuke, he cleared his schedule to spend a day with me

music:

Absolutely (Story About a Girl) - Nine Days

The Great Escape - Boys Like Girls

Coffee at Midnight - Stand Atlantic

Always - Panic! At The Disco

Church - Fall Out Boy

Sarah Smiles - Panic! At The Disco

Memories Of A Broken Heart - Crown The Empire

Sleeping In - All Time Low

Always - blink-182

MDNI! 18+ ONLY!

I rolled over after what seemed to be a very short nap to find Keisuke with a very focused face holding a book from beside my bed.

“Everything okay?” I seemed to have snapped him out of his focus.

“Oh, yeah, this is just a bit weird."

I chuckled, “Yeah, it’s quite different. One of the main themes is reinvention of oneself and writing one’s own story. Meaning, in storytelling, you can reshape your life and constantly move from one self to the other and so on. If you want, you can borrow it, I’ve read it twice already.” He put the book away and slid back down to meet me for a kiss. 

“Maybe later, I like the person I am with you now.” He pushed my hair out of my face.

“Uhh so,” I started, clearing my throat, “What was that ‘all mine’ business?”

His face turned serious, “Did you not like it? I’m sorry if it was too much…”

“No, no, it’s not that,” I quickly stopped him, “I was just wondering what that meant to you.”

“I thought it seemed kind of obvious?”

“Let’s pretend it’s not and I’d like you to clarify.”

With a sharp inhale I stared at his face. I couldn’t say I hadn’t thought about it. There’s a certain satisfaction in fantasising about a relationship with a person you’ve only seen in a public space once and couldn’t forget their face. But this was different, he was really here, physically and emotionally, asking me to trust him and let him in.

He sat up and I followed, both completely naked and vulnerable.

"I want to be with you. I want you to be mine and nobody else’s. I really like you, to the point that I don’t know how I survived those 28 hours between leaving and seeing you again, having the confirmation that I was just overthinking things. I want to be the only person to do these things with you. I want to take you out on dates and then come back home with you and hold you until we fall asleep,” he shook his head, breaking eye contact, “and now that I said all this I really hope you feel somewhat the same because if you don’t I might just lose my mind.”

 All I could hear was a faraway voice in my head, repeating a mantra that had kept me from living my life the way I was supposed to.

You’re so obsessed with me and naive, no wonder I could sneak around and bed a different girl every night and still come back to you to take me in. Are you so stupid that you can’t see that we have been over for months now? I just kept you around so your cunt can be useful to me.

Keisuke sighed, reaching to touch my face. “Then I guess I’ll have to try harder to get to know you,” he said with a smile, “I’m not giving up on you, Yuna. I know we’re going to be good together, I can just feel it in my bones. Whatever I can do to help you see it, I’ll do it.”

“Keisuke…” his eyes locked onto mine.

“...I’m not sure you thought this through enough. You don’t really know me, you don’t know what a mess my head is in. I want to say yes and it felt right saying I was yours, but I’m afraid we’d rush into it and ruin everything.”

“Can we just watch something first?” I asked.

“Can you be naked while we watch?” His mouth showed a devilish grin.

“Pervert.” I playfully smacked his shoulder, then leaned over to kiss his soft lips, digging my hand into his hair, now in a very loose ponytail. He bit my lower lip, took out the hair bobble, and shook his hair out. I got up to position my laptop on the desk so we could see the screen and put on one of my favourite series.

~ 

When I got back to bed, Keisuke wrapped his arm around me and kissed the top of my head,

“I’m still going to call you mine until you tell me to fuck off.” I didn’t think that could ever be an option.

Mai Darling, 21:33

i’m going to sleep, getting up early to finish my research paper so you can get spicy wherever

just please don’t do it in the kitchen

i don’t want your sex particles in my food

Yunaaaaasty, 21:34

good night my darling i hope we dont wake you later <3

Mai Darling, 21:34

you’d better not or i’ll rip your boyfriend’s dick off :D

Yunaaaaasty, 21:34

:’(

Mai Darling, 21:35

thought so, good night and stay safe lovebirds <3

Huh. Boyfriend.

Something about the notion felt safe and comforting. But that was just a recipe to get hurt again. Especially after last time…

~

“I’ll be out late, don’t wait up,” the voice on the other end of the line said. My heart sank, this had been happening for months now, we never saw each other, apart from him sneaking through my window in the dead of night, waking me up for a quick fuck and then passing out, disappearing before I woke up. Whenever I wanted to bring up the fact that we didn’t spend time together anymore, that I was losing interest in him because we didn’t even talk, he’d wave it off. “I told you I was busy, what more do you want from me?” 

Mai had told me to break it off with him, he wasn’t worth crying over, he didn’t care about me, and I’d find someone who would actually make an effort with me. “Don’t be dumb, Yuna, he’s a little weasel. He’s always seemed a little bit off to me, and you can’t even deny it! You only started liking him because it felt good being with a bad boy at the time. Who knows what he’s actually doing,” Mai would warn me to break things off with him on a daily basis, but I didn’t want to give up on him. I believed I could get him back to how he was before he started to pull away from me. Nobody prepared me for what I’d actually see when I decided to follow him out that night. 

~

“Good morning, sweetheart,” I rolled over and saw Keisuke, already awake, smiling at me from the other side of the bed.

“Mmmmornn.” I definitely couldn’t be accused of being a morning person.

Keisuke chuckled, “I don’t think I know that language, but I’m going to assume you need a couple more minutes of quiet to wake up.” He pulled me closer into his chest so I took a deep breath and inhaled his scent. 

I opened one eye as if to sneakily look at him. I couldn’t get enough of him. I could smell him, but I needed to see him, touch him, taste him. Quickly forming a thought in my mind, I managed to wake myself up for my hand to start venturing lower along his body. He quickly caught on and gave me a naughty smile,

“I take it you’re awake now, hmm?” I replied with a kiss, my hand reaching its destination and making him moan into my mouth. 

My hand wrapped around his cock and started slowly pumping it. As I did that, his hips started rolling into me. His moans turned into groans and soft grunts so I decided to switch my approach. Lowering myself to his crotch, his eyes turned hungrier, his noises needier. I took his length into my mouth, eliciting a long moan from his perfectly soft lips. His hips started thrusting upwards, but only slightly, like he couldn’t help himself.

I moaned at the taste of him, sending him into another long moan from the vibrations on his sensitive tip. I bobbed my head up and down, licking along the shaft and wetting it with my spit. His hands were gripping the sheets and his eyes were squeezed shut, taking in all of the sensations. While one of my hands was on the length of his shaft I couldn’t fit into my mouth, I brought the other to my clit, slowly rubbing circles around it and using the sensation to moan around Keisuke’s cock.

He moved one of his hands behind his head and the other to grab my hair into a makeshift ponytail. I looked up and locked eyes with him.

“You look so pretty with-ah fuck-your lips around my cock I could watch you-ah-suck me forever.” He noticed where my other hand was. “Ah, I see. You enjoying yourself?” He smirked with amusement, gripping my hair tighter and pushing me to take more of him in while I sucked in my cheeks to squeeze him tighter. Now he set the pace and very soon he started moaning louder. I rubbed myself quicker now, incredibly turned on by his using my mouth how he wanted.

“Can I come into your mouth?” I could barely hear him through his panting and I had no way of replying as he was still fucking my face so I removed the hand from my clit and gave him a thumbs-up. He laughed, but quickly returned to moaning and cursing under his breath.

“Fuck your mouth is incredible I could do this all day. Good girl you’re taking me so well. Are you ready? Fuck I can’t hold on any longer-” With another tug of my hair and a loud moan he spilt down my throat and my fingers slowed down, not quite willing to stop. I flipped over onto my back and looked up at him, showing him my empty mouth. He smiled and leaned in for a kiss then dragged me back up and kissed down my front to get to where my fingers were teasing my pussy. 

Flashing his canines he went straight in to devour my needy clit and puffy lips. I let out a cry as he pushed two fingers inside of me, immediately hooking them upwards to make me arch my back in pleasure. He removed his tongue only to instruct me to grip his hair, to which I obliged right away, desperate for more friction.

As he licked lazy circles around my sensitive clit I pulled him in closer, kind of afraid he might suffocate, but he just attacked with more fervour, making me moan even louder than before,

“Yes-ah-Keisuke please I’m almost there,” I needed him so terribly and he chuckled, sending vibrations to my core, almost finishing me. 

“Cum on my tongue, pretty girl, I want to taste how good I made you feel.”

That sentence alone sent a wave of pleasure over me, I arched my back and cried out his name while he was slowing down to ease me down to earth. Once again, he wiped his face and licked my slick off, savouring every drop of me before helping me up and embracing me into a tight hug. I was enveloped in his scent, sweetness with a hint of citrus, and it felt like all my stress and overthinking just melted away.

He pulled away after a kiss on my forehead, grinned, and went to put his clothes on.

“I’m guessing you don’t have classes today?” I went to look for something to wear in my wardrobe.

“No, I have Mondays off from university and work, you?” Now that he was, sadly, dressed, he peered out of the bedroom to check if Mai was still home.

“I already messaged work I’m not coming in today.”

With that I stopped in my tracks. Was this because of me? Am I preventing him from going? Wait, does he want to stay in with me?

“Oh how come?” Somehow I managed to sound cool, calm, and collected…I hoped.

“If I hadn’t, I’d have to leave you in bed around seven to get home and get my things to make it. I’d decided I’d much rather spend time with you, if that’s okay with you, of course.” My heart skipped. I felt the biggest grin forming on my face and his face lighting up when he saw it.

“Of course, um, it’s my turn to cook today so I’ll need to pop into the shop to get a couple of things and Mai will be home around 2 and out by 3. Do you want to give me a hand cooking? You don’t have to, of course, but if you want to that would be cool. Also I have to let her know you’ll be with us, do you have any allergies or something you don’t like to eat?” I felt myself rambling and holy fuck I needed to shut up, but he was still grinning at me as if he’d love nothing more than listen to me ramble. 

“You’re so cute. I eat everything and I’ll definitely help and give it my best to not burn down the building.” He made his way to the bathroom and I followed, my hair was in dire need of brushing.

~

Yunaaaaasty, 10:12

my darling keeper of my very own sanity, for lunch we’re making you your favourite <3

Mai Darling, 10:13

My lady, whomstever doth thou meansth whensth thou saysth we?

Yunaaaaasty, 10:14

you’re giving me an aneurysm 

keisuke is staying here for a bit :| hope thats okay with you pls dont be mad mai

Mai Darling, 10:14

as long as my peppers are done and you haven’t fucked in the kitchen i’m fine 

he really likes spending time in our flat huh

don’t take it the wrong way i really don’t mind, i’m just…noticing things

Yunaaaaasty, 10:16

noticing things, my queen?

Mai Darling, 10:16

don’t you worry your pretty little head with that ;) you have enough worries in there for all of us

i’m just saying he’s trying to spend time with you i think that’s cute

continue with my lunch now, servants!

Yunaaaaasty, 10:17

certainly, your highness *bows, scrapes ground with head, disintegrates into ground*

~

On our way to the shop, I noticed Keisuke battling with himself whether or not reach for my hand so I made it easier for him by entangling our fingers and smiling at him. He stopped in the middle of his sentence, as if shocked by my action, and continued with a slight stammer.

On the way back he decided to take my hand himself, but he was reduced to giggles when I used his hand to drag him closer to me and kiss his cheek. It felt good being out with him, being seen and not hidden like some kind of a shameful secret. Maybe it wouldn’t be catastrophic, being with Keisuke. 

“Have I told you how pretty you are?” I interrupted his thoughts, he snapped his head towards me and opened and closed his mouth a couple of times as if unsure how to start.

“I…I mean you said something like that when we met, but uhhh where’s this coming from?”

“I was just thinking out loud. I like being seen with you. Like this,” I lifted our hands, fingers threaded together, “and not feeling like you’re ashamed of me or whatever.”

“What? Has this happened to you before? Because if someone was ashamed to be seen with you, then they’re a moron of epic proportions.” He brought my hand to his lips and gave it a soft kiss, “If we were together, I’d shout it from the rooftops. I’d become so insufferable that everybody would roll their eyes whenever I mention you.” He was so ecstatic about it that I just had to giggle at him.

Back in the kitchen, I put on my apron adorned with Mai’s and my faces - it had been a birthday present from her not long after we moved in together. Keisuke rolled up his sleeves and started chopping red and orange peppers while I seasoned chicken and popped it into the oven. He had already diced the onion because I mentioned nothing stopped from me crying when I did it. When we threw it all into the pan, I got the seasoning out and Keisuke just stared at me from the other end of the kitchen.

“What is it?” I said with a smile.

“Being here and doing mundane things with you feels so natural.”

I couldn’t help but imagine a reality where this was the norm. Walking together, holding hands, cooking lunch, just existing in the same room and talking. I grabbed my wooden spoon and mixed the peppers and onion, adding herbs and garlic. I took out a tablespoon to taste it and grabbed a spoonful for Keisuke to try. He nodded approvingly,

“This is that dish you said you make often? Fucking incredible.” I grinned, put the cooked rice into the pot and mixed it all together.

By the time the chicken was finished in the oven, Mai barged in, groaning and throwing her bag on the chair before face-planting the couch.

“I hate her so muuuuuuch! She knows I don’t read and she still won’t cut me some slack when it comes to assigned reading. I don’t know how many times I have to spell it out for her that I’m fucking D - Y - L - S - E - X - Y - C!”

I had to smack Keisuke’s chest to stop him from snickering.

“My darling,” I went to check on her, “you do know that’s not how you spell dyslexic, right?”

She lifted her head off the pillow and blew a strand of hair out of her face, “Well that’s how I spell it.”

I patted her head and motioned her to come to the kitchen where I plated up our food and brought it to the table with Keisuke’s help. 

“And is your brother older or younger than you?” I wondered.

After we finished lunch, Mai grumbled away into her bedroom and got ready for work while Keisuke and I washed up and put away leftover rice. We still had a good few hours before he had to go home to make dinner for him and his brother so I suggested we go for a walk.

This time holding hands felt natural, and every time we passed someone I knew I didn’t feel like I had to let go and hide. He told me about his coursework, how he had always known he wanted to be a vet, about his favourite things, and his childhood friends. 

“Well, he’s not actually my brother, but he may as well be. We’ve been friends since we were in school. Funny story, actually,” He chuckled to himself, “He wanted to bully me but I ended up saving him from getting beaten up. You’re gonna have to meet him one day soon.”

I stopped in my tracks. He wanted to introduce me to his best friend/brother?

“No, not at all. I’m actually looking forward to meeting him.”

He looked at me, worry in his face, “Something wrong?”

I shook my head, trying not to show I was tearing up,

“You’re so weird, did you know?” He pulled me closer for a kiss. In public? In front of people!

Our kiss got broken up by a bicycle bell so we fled out of the way and just kept walking around. When we passed my university building I pointed it out.

“Looks like a prison, sorry,” Keisuke noted.

“Sometimes it feels like one, too. I need to get something from the library though, wanna come with?” He joined me inside, perusing the shelves of different sections in the library, while I went to the linguistics section to get a massive tome I needed for my next paper. On the way back home he offered to carry it for me when he saw the sheer size of the book. 

“Not gonna lie, Kei, you look really hot with a book in your hand.” His raised eyebrow made me giggle.

“Kei? I like that. I’ll start carrying a book with me at all times.” His hair was shining in the sun and I was overwhelmed by the need to run my fingers through it. Get it together, Yuna. 

I ended up recounting how I had met Mai, how she essentially ‘adopted’ me when she realised I was revising for the same midterm she had to take and she could listen to me revise instead of suffering through her own notes. Then we very quickly became best friends and I asked her if she wanted to move in with me since I had a free room in my flat.

“You own the place then?” Keisuke asked. This story always made me sad.

“Yeah, it was my grandma’s, but she died just before I started university and she left it to me, fully paid off, and she left me a savings account for my tuition. Technically I’m only working to cover my spending money and pay for food.” He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear and caressed my cheek.

“Sorry to hear about your grandma.” I smiled at him, now approaching the front door. 

As I was struggling to find the apartment key in the sea of keychains, Keisuke started nibbling on my neck, “Hmm this feels kind of familiar, don’t you think?”

I hurried with the keys and pulled him behind me, heading straight into my room and starting to take off my clothes. His mouth was pulled into a devilish grin, canines poking out, making him look like a vampire, and he took his shirt off before pulling his hair back and attacking my neck again.

~

While we were lying entangled I couldn’t help but overthink the situation. I could feel myself digging the hole of obsession deeper by the minute, which is something I had told myself wouldn’t happen again. But, that said, this didn’t feel like last time.

Keisuke opened his eyes and nearly startled me when he spoke. “You look sad.”

Last time I jumped into a relationship without weighing out my options, just because I liked the look of him and he charmed me into thinking he’d stay like he had been that first week. Then I ended up spending six months constantly wondering where he was, and, on the rare occasions he actually spent time with me, being hidden from the eyes of anyone else.

We’d never held hands or hugged in public. He’d never introduced me to his friends or family. Then he’d said he was just keeping me around for sex and my whole self-worth collapsed. 

Not a question. I didn’t want to bother him with my problems, but it was like he had a sixth sense for it.

“Did you forget what I said to you last night? I want to be with you, and that means taking on a portion of your sadness as well as making you cum daily. Let me help you.”

His usual goofiness is gone, replaced by a serious tone, seeing directly into my soul with his intense eyes. He moved one hand to my hip and started caressing me. 

“I was just overthinking things. I know, I know, when do I not?” With a sigh, I continued.

“I wasn’t allowed to express myself in the last relationship. I’m still trying to learn how to communicate with a partner because I didn’t get that before. That’s why I’m so conflicted because I was drawn to you from the start, but the past experience says it only leads to a catastrophe.” I felt the need to shut my mouth immediately. I’d said too much and laid out my emotions too soon.

My mind was racing, but I’d decided. “I think it’s too soon to say, but there’s another Emo Nite event in 11 days and that might be a good day to decide.” 

Keisuke touched my face, looking deep into my eyes.

“Funny you said that, I also felt drawn to you when I first saw you. I was rude to you to try and stop myself from acting on that feeling, but it clearly didn’t work.” He gestured at us lying in each other’s arms. “But I’m glad this happened because now I can show you how a real man treats his partner. What the actual fuck was this guy’s problem? You’re so smart, kind, funny, and interesting, I can’t wait to hear every next word from your mouth. I really hope you give me a chance to show you how serious I am about all of it.”

“Sounds like a date. Gives me time to talk to my friends and get them to come with me again. Apparently they had a decent time after I left.” 

“Does that mean I could meet them then?”

He leaned in to kiss me and chuckled, “Sweetheart, you’re meeting them way sooner than that.”

~

With a million kisses to go and no firm plan on when we’ll see each other next, I saw him to the door and said goodbye. It hadn’t been five minutes before I got a message from him.

Keisuke, 18:32

I can smell you on my clothes. It’s making me smile in public. c:

Yuna🖤💙, 18:33

thats funny because we spent most of the time with no clothes on

but i can smell you on my pillow and im just gonna sit here and snuggle it for a while

Keisuke, 18:33

That’s probably the lamest thing I’ve ever heard.

Please keep it up.

I’ll give you my hoodie or something next time.

Yuna🖤💙, 18:34

PROMISE?!

Keisuke, 18:34

Woah eager beaver C;

Yeah of course. Seeing you in my clothes might send me to a hospital, but I bet it would be worth it. c;

Yuna🖤💙, 18:35

if you get a heart attack whos gonna eat me out until i cry from overstimulation??????

Boyfriend Material🧛🏻, 18:36

Hey I’m hospitalised, not dead!

Yuna🖤💙,18:36

youre ridiculous. let me know when you get home safe <3

Boyfriend Material🧛🏻, 18:37

How cute, she’s worried about me c;

~

Yuna-chan, 19:03

i spent the past 22 hours with him 

hes sooooo not like any asshole from before

like

he held my hand when we walked

he kissed me in front of the library?!?!?!!?

he asks me stuff about me

chat is this real??? 

Hana-chan, 19:05

Dibs on picking bridesmaid dresses :)

Seriously though Yuna Im so happy for you

He sounds really nice

I expect an in-depth report on Sunday :D

And I want to see both of you at the event next Friday ;)

Yuna-chan, 19:10

thank you hana i couldnt have done this without you

seriously

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HE TOOK A POLAROID OF ME FROM THE FRIDGE!

Hana-chan, 19:12

Thank fuck it wasn’t a pair of panties hahah

That’s kinda cute ngl

You have one of him he has one of you.

Yuna-chan, 19:15

i’m smiling uncontrollably ??????? can’t stop send help

btw you got homework done for tomorrow?

~

After a few more hours of general upkeep of the apartment, texting with Hana and Keisuke, and sniffing the pillow whenever I walked into my bedroom, Mai arrived home from work and headed straight into the kitchen for leftovers. We sat at the kitchen table, catching up, when she pulled out a bag of popcorn from her bag, along with a couple of pots full of nacho cheese dip.

With a grin, we switched to the living room and put on our favourite show to rewatch, snacking on the loot from the cinema. 

[shiorimakibawrites]

Hi shiori, congratulations on your 300 followers dear! (again haha) 💗💗💗 I am requesting a warm and fuzzy feelings with our baby boy Mikey where he and reader take a walk in the rain and giggling as they're unable to stop kissing! 😇🤭💗💗💗

Thank you so much for making an exception for me for coming late to the party! 😅💗💗💗 Enjoy your day lovely! 💋💗💗💗

Thank you for submitting Yuna! I hope you enjoy this little story.

Warnings: Tooth-rotting fluff, cute dogs Pairing: Michael Kinsella x Reader Tags: @loves0phelia, @nowheredreamer, @beezusvreeland, @yarrystyleeza, @lulukings92

Sharing An Umbrella

Walks were part of your routine.

It was simply part of having a dog. Your Irish Setter, creatively named Red, needed daily walks. At least. But it was good exercise for you. Got you out of the house regularly, getting all that fresh air and sunshine that everyone was always raving about.

Sunshine didn’t seem to be in the cards. It had been overcast all day. Rain had been predicted but you hoped to have finished Red’s walk before it came. Luck was not on your side as it began to rain halfway to Michael’s place.

Despite the weather, Michael was still waiting to join you with his own dog. Foggy, a beautiful Golden Retriever, loved the rain and prancing around the forming puddles with tail-wagging excitement.

“Ello, pet,” Michael greeted you, falling in step with you and Red.

“Hi Mikey!” You said, smiling as you shifted the position of your umbrella to cover Michael too. You were so happy. You had been dating Michael for the last couple of months. Things had been going very well. He was incredibly handsome. Sweet despite the darkness in his past. Your dogs liked each other.

All this despite your disastrous first meeting. You had taken Red out of her walk, on the leash since you were still training her. She had selective hearing about coming when called. Especially when there were squirrels to chase. And it was attempting to chase a squirrel that lead to you and Michael getting both your legs thoroughly entangled in Red’s leash.

By the time you had sorted out the mess, Michael had asked you out. And the rest, as they say, was history.

“Rather quiet there, pet,” Michael remarked. “What are ya thinkin’ about?”

“Just remembering how we met,” you said.

“Ah yes,” he said, smiling. “Our first kiss.”

“Michael!” You protested. “That wasn’t a kiss!”

When you and Michael had gotten tangled, you were pressed so close that your lips had brushed together. For some reason, Michael kept saying that was the first kiss you shared.

“What do ya mean?” Michael asked, feigning confusion. “We had our arms ‘round each other and yer lips were against mine. How’s that not a kiss?”

You laughed. “More like we have my dog’s leash around each other. And a kiss is more than just your lips touching mine.

“It does?”

He was fishing. You knew it. He knew it. But you indulged him anyway, leaning over and pressing your lips to his cheek. His beard was a little prickly but you didn’t mind. It was worth the shy smile that Michael gave you in return. Little gestures of affection had that effect on him.

“So lips pressed against the cheek are kisses,” he mused aloud, pretending to be thoughtful. “What about this?”

He leaned down and pressed a kiss on your forehead. You giggled. “Yes, that one qualifies.”

“And what about this one?” Michael cupped your face in his hands, then pressed his lips against yours. It started off as chaste as the first two but it didn’t take long for the kiss to turn passionate. You barely even noticed dropping your umbrella or the rain pouring down on your heads. It was only Red yanking on her leash that forced your mouths apart.

The critters that captured her interest this time were some frogs hopping across the path. You shake your head at your silly dog, leaning down to pick up your umbrella. Not that it would really make much of a difference as both of you were wet already. For reasons you couldn’t explain, this got you giggling.

Your laughter was apparently contagious as Michael’s chuckles soon joined in as he drew you against his side. Something you welcomed as Michael was not only very cuddly but also very warm. Even soaked by the rain, he was still so warm . . .

“Yer shivering,” he said. “My place is closer, let’s get ya warmed up.”

“That’ll be grand,” you said.

[kimsohn]

we all want what we can't have

pairing . prince! jake x knight! gn reader (ft. yuna of itzy) about . 5.4k words, fluff + angst warnings . i wrote this 2 years ago so brace yourself. there's angst but it has a happy ending! jake is a flirt and yuna is gay (cause why not). this is written in a style that is meant to mimic romantic old-fashioned fantasy but i didn't do a very good job of it 😭 as always, terribly sorry in advance for this monstrosity.

synopsis . you thought coming face-to-face with prince jake would be the end of you, but sadly, getting dubbed by him seemed to be the least of your worries. note. this was originally a secret santa fic with a different idol, so sorry if there are name mistakes! this is also a repost from my old account if it seems familiar. i also apparently wrote this at 4am so please excuse the mess that this is. tagging . @stealanity @haerinz

Far, far away, past the weeping willows of the dark forests and the scorching sands of the sunburnt deserts, there laid a small vine opening, covered with twigs and vines, embedded in secrecy. Only those who seek this door could enter, and only those who dared to venture could truly experience the treasure they were meant to seek for.

Here beyond this secret entrance lay the land of Senkō, a land filled with prosperity and enchantment alike. Home to one of the world’s most charming cities, this empire carried an aura of purity that wrapped around and around and encased you tight, never wanting to let go.

And in the center of it lay a prince to match, feasting on the fresh pears from the palace garden and radiating a smile that could rival that of the blazing ball of fire that shone upon him.

 “Master Jake! You shouldn’t be eating those pears; those are for the royal family’s bouquet at the end of the month!”

Jake leaned against the tree, eyeing the half-eaten pear in his hands, before glancing at the short maid who had come to warn him against his irresponsible actions.

And then he grinned.

He watched the maid’s cheeks turn bright red, resembling the rubicund apples in the orchard nearby. Nations far and beyond have acknowledged Prince Jake’s dazzling smile and incredibly handsome aura, and he was well aware of it, using it to his advantage to get out of trouble. Being flattering was simply a pastime for him.

“Are you sure I can’t have a few more pears? I’m sure I can… let you have a bite of this one if you wish.”

The maid turned profusely beet red as if she couldn’t have possibly turned into more of a tomato, and with a quick squeal, she scampered back into the castle, leaving behind a laughing Jake and a half-eaten pear.

“Didn’t know you were the designated castle flirt,” a familiar voice remarked, causing Jake’s eyes to shift to the new subject.

“You seem quite observant, Commander Sunghoon. I wonder if you would like a bite too?”

Jake dangled the pear in front of Sunghoon, commander of the royal army and his best friend, only to be met with mock disgust and a silent scoff.

“Quite humorous aren’t you, Prince Jake? Anyhow, I’ve come to ask for your presence at the induction ceremony for our recruits. Can’t have the nation’s brightest soldiers be dulled by the absence of the ever so coquettish prince, can we?”

Jake, biting the last part of the almost-finished pear, met Sunghoon’s glance with a smile. “Well, what are we waiting for? Lead the way.”

You were quite nervous.

Throughout all the rigorous training you’ve endured for the past two years, you’ve never felt so anxious. Wielding a blade and charging headfirst were tasks that came most naturally to you, but social integration and public speaking were far from your line of expertise. A million uncertainties were running through your mind at the very prospect of failure in being dubbed a soldier, and you hoped you wouldn’t end up being the nation’s royal laughingstock.

What if you tripped on stage? What if you accepted the wrong award? What if you—

“Nervous?” you heard a voice murmur next to you, filled with light amusement and tender undertones.

“In your dreams Ni-ki,” you whispered back, not willing to show weakness, although you supposed your best friend knew you better than you knew yourself.

He let out a soft chuckle, well knowing of your dishonesties, and patted your uniform-covered shoulder in a gesture for comfort.

“You’ll be fine Y/N. Besides, everyone tends to get a little weak-hearted while standing next to Prince Jake. If anything goes wrong you can just blame it on him!”

It’s not that simple, you wanted to retort, but you didn’t have the heart to diminish Nishimura’s extra-cheerful attitude today. So, you just dipped your head in respect as a mere thanks, hoping your nerves would settle down and let you breathe.

“Oh, that’s my name! See you on stage Y/N!”

You watched as Ni-ki pranced onto the carpet-covered stage, a smile flitting across your face in pure affection. Eons ago, you both had vowed to become the finest soldiers of the royal guard and here you were today, fulfilling your dreams side by side.

You found your eyes shifting from the now kneeling Nishimura to the man upright in front of him, slender hands repositioning a blade from Ni-ki’s left shoulder to his right, a movement proclaiming your best friend’s newfound royal status.

Prince Jake. The man of everyone’s dreams and desires alike. You wished you weren’t prone to his charms, but alas, everyone has their weaknesses. Jake Sim’s smile just happened to be yours.

Having been lost in your contemplations, you hadn’t realized time was nearing your turn until your wandering eyes noticed Ni-ki making his way off the stage.

“And now, let us welcome the highest-ranking recruit of this division, Y/N!”

It felt like a blur walking onto the platform, clad in combat boots and your royal uniform. Despite the loud clapping and the shrill cheering from your comrades, your eyes were trained on the man adorned in regal blue, a man you supposed you’d need to grow accustomed to.

Your breath hitched as he stepped forward to perform your accolade, and you mentally cursed yourself for having the qualities of a fangirl at this very moment. Ni-ki was right; Prince Jake had the vexatious ability to take anyone’s breath away (not that you were complaining).

“I don’t suppose you need this dubbing,” you heard, the faintest whisper of a melody so familiar yet so unique, “for your skills are far more worthy of recognition than my blade.”

Cheeks burning, you turned akin to a beetroot as you bowed your head in respect, heart thumping at the mere delight of such a wonderful man praising yours truly.

“We mustn’t skip formalities, your royal highness,” you whispered back, kneeling on one leg before him, “because even one as skilled as me would enjoy the honor of your unsheathed steel on my shoulders.”

You sensed the lightest grin pass across his face as he performed the rite of passing, and as he helped you stand back up to shake his calloused palm, he leaned in to make the faintest promise.

“One day, I hope I can have the opportunity to duel with you, the ever-so-skilled Y/N, in a match of fencing. After all, you aren’t quite the only one to receive such honor, hmm?”

True to his word, Jake arranged a duel with you. Rather than just wanting to see your form in action, the fight was arranged for a more subtle aim: Jake’s desire to get to know you. Surprisingly, or rather, unsurprisingly, he admitted that he still remembered every detail of your first encounter. He knew it seemed a little obsessive, but then again, all the male characters in books have been victims of the love-at-first-sight syndrome.

Why exactly he found you so fascinating? He didn’t quite have the answer to that himself. Maybe it was the way your confidence was nowhere to be seen despite your highest-ranking title, or the fact that you were still able to utter out cautions about formalities despite looking like you were to go faint any moment. He couldn’t deny that he found you a little cute (just a little). He’d never had a knight fancy him, especially a high-ranking one, but he wasn’t one to carp. The thought of your duality merely aroused his attention, which is why he was so keen on carrying out this match.

Although, Jake’s plans didn’t exactly schedule themselves as he wanted, because when he arrived at the grass training grounds, uniform poised and blade in tow, he was met with the faces of the rest of your peers, eager eyes ready for action.

“Sunghoon, what is the meaning of this?”

“My apologies Jake, for how would the elders take it if the royal prince wanted an individual match with a recruit?”

“Oh, you know I meant no harm—”

“Obviously, however, other people simply don’t have the pleasure of knowing your royal highness as well as I do. I kindly ask you to adjust to the current circumstances and carry this forward as a teaching lesson, rather than a chance to fancy yourself with a new lover.”

Jake paled at Sunghoon’s words, turning to face him with an impeccable glare.

“Don’t be so surprised Jake; I too am capable of noticing wandering eyes. Whether your thoughts start as mere interest or mad infatuation, please be cautious of your actions. Tis the season to be betrothed, after all.”

With the warnings ringing throughout his ears, Jake stepped up to the platform, meeting your curious eyes. Simultaneously, you both bowed, and Jake was taken aback to the formalities you’d mentioned previously before. Today you looked more at ease, and he couldn’t quite figure out what for. Was it because combat came naturally to you? Or perhaps it was the reconnection of you both? Only time would tell.

Although this was an obligatory battle, seemingly for educational and ritual purposes, Jake could sense that you wouldn’t go easy on him. That wasn’t what worried him. Jake also wasn’t the most skilled in hand-to-hand combat, and he knew what the outcome of this event would be. That wasn’t what worried him either.

What worried him was the realization that he was excited to be with you again. He recalled the past few days, tracing through them to find that his mind had often wandered off to the upcoming battle with you. The thought of getting to know how you carried this particular interest of yours, the thought of meeting your gaze again, the thought of merely perceiving you had plagued his mind until this very moment. He felt like a fool, like a little boy eyeing a certain pastry he had craved through the windowsill. Maybe Sunghoon’s wandering eyes were right; maybe he was smitten with you.

He looked up to see you unsheathing your sword, preparing for the beginning. He mimicked your action, the blade unfamiliar and uncomfortable in his hands, designed to flaunt rather than to function. The both of you poised with your arm outstretched, blades crossing and knees bent.

He could tell by the slight grin on your face that you were well aware of the outcome. He wondered if you knew he visited for entirely different reasons than battle, but judging by your expression he knew the answer was quite evident.

He was so distracted by you that he didn’t even realize the start of the duel. He focused to see that you had knocked the heavy blade of out his hand (doing him a favor, really) and as it soared in the sky, you twirled him around and pulled his back flush against your frame, encompassing him in a body lock. Jake couldn’t care less about what you were doing to him. The mere feeling of you sharing contact with him was enough to make his brain go dizzy. And quite surprisingly, he sensed that you were affected too, due to the evident rising heartbeat against his chest.

As the fight commenced and the audience clapped (blasphemy really, Jake hadn’t carried out a single action the entire time), his attention focused on your figure, which was walking off the platform. He noted your slight trembling hands and your heavy breathing, accompanied by the lack of eye contact he had once received before.

Were you nervous? Embarrassed? Or perhaps, blushing? These thoughts haunted Jake as he returned to his chambers, falling into a restless sleep filled with you, you, and only you.

A couple of weeks later, you had the opportunity to tour the extravagant castle. It was a part of your training, in case the palace ever fell under attack and you were required to defend it, however, most of your comrades took it as an opportunity to finally experience a sliver of royalty that they had never had growing up. As most of you came from poor backgrounds, the diamond chandeliers and velvet carpets seemed daunting and awe-striking, and you swore some of your units had hearts in their eyes as they dragged their fingers along the winding corridors of the palace.

You, however, weren’t quite as interested. The sole purpose for your visit was education and you made sure to concern yourself with only that, disregarding most of the accessories and amenities the palace had to offer. You didn’t really focus on most of the extravagant interior (although that was probably the most vital segment in your training) because you knew it was filled with barely-touched rooms designed to complement and boast. All fortresses were built with the sole impression of looking majestic, and the only part you deemed important for your training were the places in which the royal family frequented.

You were told that Jake enjoyed the palace gardens, so you ventured off to exactly there, mentally mapping out particular landmarks that you help you familiarize layout. You could see exactly why he frequented this location; the white rose bushes and worn stone paths resounded a sense of serenity, and you soon forgot about the actual reason you were here, continuing to inhale every petal and feel every path of grass underneath your sole-covered toes.

Somehow you had found your way to the fountain, sitting on the edge and tracing your palm across the clear water drawing ripples. You had laughed when you first found the location because of the angel sitting atop the basin, reminding you exactly of the man behind the reason you had come here.

Jake. It always seemed to steer back to him. After your duel you simply couldn’t stop your brain from wandering off to his presence, the way he moved, his pretty eyelashes, his kissable li—

“Y/N, are you okay?”

You hadn’t realized you were extremely close to falling into the fountain until Jake’s voice resounded, bringing you out of your quite embarrassing daydream. A flush covered your rosy cheeks as you locked gazes with him and nodded, letting him pull you up to your feet and away from the water.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, gripping your shoulders lightly.

Your brain felt dizzy from the direct contact, and your throat dried up as you attempted to speak.

“Training, walking around memorizing—”

“Calm down Y/N, I understand. Please take a seat love, you must’ve had quite the shock from almost falling into that fountain,” he responded, gesturing to a patch of pasture as he pulled you down next to him.

If your brain wasn’t malfunctioning already, it definitely was now. Love. The word floated through your head like dandelion seeds in rough winds, like a kite gone lost. No one had ever called you such an endearing term before, and despite not knowing Jake’s intentions behind it, you still cherished the four letters he had chosen to label you.

You wondered what Jake would say if he knew the reason you almost fell was the fact that you were daydreaming about him. Or perhaps he already knew? You turned to ask him something of the sort, only to meet his preset gaze on you already.

Maybe it was a part of your imagination, but he stared at you as if you held the universe in your arms. If Jake Sim was the sun, he stared at you as if you were an even brighter star speckled somewhere far, far away from his vicinity, yet so, so close. His stare was so warm, so tender that it made you want to shine more brilliantly to keep that expression within his eyes and his heart and never, never ever let go of it.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” you found yourself asking instead, your tense atmosphere dissipating and shifting into something more fond, more affectionate.

“Like what?” he returned, a slight grin on his face indicating he already knew the answer.

“Like you’re in love with me,” you blurted out, the impact of your words hitting you only after you’d recited them.

His gaze shifted, turning into something rawer and more emotional, almost as if you had crossed an unknown boundary and he didn’t know how to react to it. You could feel regret filling your feelings, and maybe he sensed that too because he changed the topic, effectively shutting down any potential outbursts.

“Come on Y/N, let’s get you back to the castle. Your comrades must be worrying about your absence.”

Since then, it had become quite the regular occasion for you to cross paths with the prince in the palace gardens (willingly or unwillingly, you wouldn’t answer). Sometimes you had Ni-ki in tow (only for him to be cast aside anyway), and sometimes you strolled alone, subconsciously keeping an eye out for the man that had somehow bewitched your heavy heart.

You didn’t know when the line blurred between admiration and romance, but you quite simply didn’t care because the Jake Sim had given you his time in return for conversation. He seemed to be enjoying seeing you, talking to you, breathing with you, sitting with you so close that your shoulders almost touched and you could lean over and kiss him. Out of all the pretty humans, he wanted your time, your affection, your words, and your smiles. And you certainly weren’t complaining.

At times you’d find yourselves talking about anything and everything in the world, and at others, you’d fall into silence, bedridden with comfort. His presence grew consolatory to you, an aphrodisiac you’d simply succumbed to throughout the routine of your lifestyle. His figure often occupied your thoughts before you slept, and you’d wake up to the chirping birdcalls in anticipation of your next meeting. Dreaming, you were, as you floated with your feet in the dappled clouds blessed with the warm sunshine that was Jake’s laughter.

Deep within your mind, buried for a later reflection was the hidden notion of restriction, of not being allowed to fall for the charms of his royal highness. A dangerous tightrope you pranced on, shying towards his flirtatious advances and straying away from the acceptance of your feelings. You knew that one day had to come to terms with reality, but that day was not today, not yesterday, not tomorrow. Soon, you presumed, soon enough to infiltrate your worries but not soon enough for you to distance yourself from your growing affections.

One day, when the night sky was particularly clear and the white stars were particularly bright, Jake asked you a simple question.

“Y/N, what happens when you… you want something you can’t have?”

You turned to your side, meeting the heavy, cautious glance of the human next to you. Jake always seemed very grown up to you, perhaps because of his princely duties, but at this very moment, he resembled a childish boy, as if he had broken a vase behind his mother’s back and tried to hide from his consequences.

You couldn’t tell if you enjoyed his cautious vulnerability, but you did have the slightest inkling of the layers hidden underneath his seemingly simple question.

“Well, it’s human nature, your royal highness. I suppose it—”

“No but, what happens?” he prompted, effectively cutting your words off and leaving you wordless.

“Well,” you started after some consideration, trying to phrase your answer quite sensibly, “well then, it’s simple. You bear the consequences. Because Jake, we all want what we can’t have.”

And the look on his face haunted your dreams for many nights.

The royal banquet was an event many anticipated, Jake very well included. Delicacies from far and wide were served upon gold platters (made with numerous ingredients such as the pears Jake was discovered feasting on), and although it served as a chance for royal delegations with countries much like theirs, the entire palace staff was invited. It was an occasion simply to remember, and Jake being excited was a bit of an understatement.

Jake couldn’t deny that a factor of his enthusiasm was your attendance this year. Despite having many acquaintances, the only person Jake typically interacted with at formal events was Sunghoon, and your presence would be a nice contrast to his usual experience.

(And maybe he’d been waiting for a chance to see you outside of your occasional garden getaways, but he’d never admit to it.)

From the moment Jake arrived at the occasion, his eyes were searching for you. Although he knew training kept you for quite a while, his gaze was always focused on the entrance, hesitantly waiting with a chocolate mousse in hand.

“Sunghoon, when do you suppose the knights will arrive?”

“Your Highness, not to be disrespectful but you’ve asked this question thrice already. They will be here soon, I swear.”

“Sorry Sunghoon,” Jake responded, embarrassed but too bashful to care, “as you can see, I’m quite impatient.”

“It is quite obvious, your Highness. Here, why don’t we preoccupy ourselves with conversation? I’m sure our comrades from far and wide will be expectant to speak a few words with you, hmm? It will take your mind off, ahem, a particular other person.”

Conversation was the plan and Jake followed it, mingling with his guests to distract himself. As a prince, Jake was born and raised to frequent polite manners and converse equivalently, but truth be told, his usual acquaintances were young women seeking a way to his heart (and his money). At normal times he wouldn’t be bothered by such minor inconveniences, but today he just couldn’t seem to return the same flirtatious advances.

Maybe it was due to the certain soldier lingering at the tip of his tongue, the corners of his brain. Jake was extremely lucky that he was graced with a good enough appearance that women seemed to be entranced by because, without it, he most likely would’ve received complaints regarding his obvious disinterest towards people who garnered it.

He was able to flutter around casually until his mother pulled him aside, excitedly urging him to direct his attention to his father’s annual oration. Jake was, simply put, perplexed as to why she was so enthusiastic about a simple speech, but he followed his mother’s orders, anticipation bubbling inside his ever-so-faint heart.

He should’ve protected his heart while he could’ve.

“With proud honor, I would like to announce the betrothal of my son, Jake Sim, to the elegant princess of the Shin kingdom, Princess Yuna!”

The only emotion Jake felt was numbness. Despite Sunghoon shaking his shoulder like a madman and a multitude of cheers resounding around him, the only thing that phased Jake was the distant sound of a plate crashing, igniting an unknown fear hidden deep within his heart.

And as clapping echoed around Jake, he whipped around to see broken shards of glass speckled on the floor, and the love of his life running away with the intention of never seeing him again.

In many novels you had read the phrase ‘the heart grows fonder with distance’, but you never assumed it to be true until you started evading the prince.

It had been approximately three weeks since your last meeting (not that you were counting), and you seemed to be facing insanity. Once a narrative that followed romance novels, your tale now diverged into that of heartbreak and sorrow, betrayed by the person whom you were most bewitched by.

No books in your library explicated how to heal a torn heart, so you confided in the most trustworthy source you knew: Nishimura Riki.

“See Y/N, this is why you should never trust a man.”

“But Ni-ki you—”

“I’m the exception.”

Was your best friend the most suitable option for comfort? Mayhaps not, but he tried to the best of his abilities, and you appreciated his efforts.

Three consecutive knocks startled the both of you and before you could even stand upright, Ni-ki had opened the door, coming face to face with the royal commander. The both of you bowed to your superior, who merely waved the formalities off and requested an audience for a short while.

“Knight Y/N, I request you see the prince immediately as—”

“With all due respect Sir Sunghoon, I have no desire of interacting with his royal highness ever again.”

“Y/N—”

“My decision is final.”

With a dejected expression and a heavy heart, Sunghoon left the building, leaving you with a shattered mind and a dull ache in your chest. Today’s interaction had broken the thin wall you had mentally built to separate you and your lover, and you traveled right back to the beginning as if you had just run away from a shattered glass plate and a wedding announcement.

The only word to describe your predicament was reality. You and Jake had spent weeks floating around in the heavens, soaring through the skies like kites let free. Now your feet were grounded, bound in shackles that hauled behind you, growing heavier and heavier with each teardrop.

You suppose there was a way to free yourself, but it wasn’t a solution that would be found yesterday, today, or tomorrow. Once soaring, you were now drowning, ruined in the faint memories of him, him, and only him.

Days passed with monochromasy, and you buried yourself in work with the hopes of distraction. The gardens were a plate untouched, unseen to your naked eye, and instead, you frequented the confines of your bed, once slumbering with dreams about a certain man now only to slumber with cold rivulets gushing down your cheeks instead.

Hatred filled your once curious heart, seeping deep within chambers once filled with pliant affection. You found yourself obsessively irritated at training, lashing out at your colleagues for the simplest of matters and aggressively sparring during practice. As a knight, you well knew that patience was key, but Jake Sim had ignited your murderous streak and cursed you with eyes of red vision, fury the only lens through which you noticed your surroundings.

But most ironically, you hated that you wished him back. Dusk was spent with tear-stained cloths and torn newsletters, every inch of your being reminding you of who you once were. And you hated that while you were suffering, he was enjoying his new fiancé, frequenting ballrooms and relishing lively conversation.

You wanted him gone (and yet you wanted him close). You really did.

“So, Jake, what’s your favorite color?”

Jake hated everything about this setup. Currently, he was spending time with his bride-to-be (his parents had forced him to for a good relationship), and he wouldn’t be lying if he said this was extremely awkward. There was nothing wrong with Yuna per se; in all the right circumstances, Jake would’ve thought her an ideal bride. However, she wasn’t you. She wasn’t the one that he was in love with, the one that flitted through his dreams every night, the one he spent every day thinking of, the one he was smitten with.

“It’s blue. Yours?”

“Mine too!”

They both fell silent. Silence. Whenever the noise diminished between you and Jake, it felt comfortable. It was nice to cherish and he basked in it. But this silence? This silence was awkward, something he wanted to throw off a jagged cliff and never see again.

“You’re in love with someone, aren’t you?” Yuna suddenly asked, chewing on a piece of asparagus.

“What? Of course not. And even if I was, it wouldn’t matter.”

“Jake, I don’t want to spend an eternity with someone that doesn’t love me.”

His heart softened at her words, and he turned to glance up at her calculating gaze as if he was a mathematics theorem she was meant to prove. And Jake despised math.

“But we can’t—”

“We can Jake. If you will for something so badly, the universe will grant your wish. And I can see your desperation, Jake. You’re in love.”

“Stop. Please. Don’t make this harder than it has to be.”

They both fell silent again but this time it seemed tense, conniving. After a few moments of shifting the uneaten steak on his plate, Jake spoke up again.

“I apologize. I shouldn’t have been so impolite,”

“No no, the fault is mine. I intruded into decisions that you should be making, and I just heavily influenced you.”

“If you don’t mind me asking, have you ever been in love with someone Yuna? Do you know what it feels like?”

Yuna stopped playing with the food on her plate, freezing at Jake’s words.

“I have been in love, actually.”

Jake waited silently, noticing Yuna’s shaking hands.

“Love is a fragile thing, Jake. Once shattered, no matter how much you try to put the pieces back together, they won’t ever fit the same. I shattered it, Jake. I shattered my love for her because I wasn’t brave enough to back out of this arrangement.”

With caution, Jake outstretched his arm, silently holding Yuna’s as a sign of comfort. Although he couldn’t see her teardrops, he could hear them.

“Please Jake, please don’t make the same mistake as me.”

He looked up at her, teary-eyed and soulless, urging him on.

And then he ran.

He ran and he ran, as far as his legs could take him and even past the point of that, with only one goal in mind. Time felt supersonic, a blur that he seemed to experience only with the presence of you. Your name was all that echoed in his mind. He didn’t know where you were, or how you were doing, but he knew he had to find you. To tell you how much he loved you, how much he wanted you, how much of a fool he was letting you go. He was an idiot. But he was yours.

Your house was the first place he had visited, opening the door to a slightly angry Nishimura who relaxed once realizing the situation. He didn’t know where you were. He tried the training ground, only to see it empty. The garden, and the banquet hall, all empty. He felt like he was losing his mind, a game of cat and mouse making him a madman.

And then it hit him.

He burst open the doors to the stage, seeing you sitting on top, tracing mindless circles into the polished wood. You looked up at his entrance, your eyes filling with rage and angst as you turned to get up and leave the area.

He hated it. Eyes once filled with love and affection towards him now were violent. He loathed that he was the cause of your misery. And he was going to do everything to fix it.

“Y/N! Y/N please, please don’t leave. Just listen to me for five minutes. That’s all I ask.”

You stilled, your backbone facing him. “And why should I?”

“Because, because I made a mistake. I’ll admit it; I knew that day would come. I knew my fate was predetermined and it was my stupid fault for being a coward to not change it. And yes, I made a mistake in falling for you.”

“Is this what you—”

“But I don’t regret it. Not one bit. Because if loving you was a mistake, then I’d make it over and over again for the rest of my life. If loving you was a mistake, then suddenly I adore mistakes, because loving you was the best thing that could ever happen to me.”

He trudged up the platform, facing your tearful eyes.

“You once told me that we all want what we can’t have. I couldn’t have you Y/N. But I wanted you. I still do, so, so badly.”

He kneeled, handing you the sword he’d dubbed you with the first day you two had met.

“I want to be with you Y/N. No matter how hard it is, I want to try. So will you dub me as a knight for your love?”

He couldn’t tell what you were thinking. With tears streaming down your face and his heart pounding out of his chest, he braced himself for the worst, closing his eyes shut.

Only for you to shakily shift the blade from his shoulder to shoulder, dropping down to your knees and hugging him, crying into his shoulder.

“Knights swear an oath to never do the wrong thing, you idiot,” you speak softly, breathily, and he can feel your small smile against his shoulder. “Then I’ll be an idiot. Your idiot.”

[yarrystyleeza]

𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐚'𝐬 𝟐𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫!

Well, as the title suggests, I am turning 22 on January 30th (yes I can't believe it either), and it's a very very special number to me, I was obsessed with it since I was a kid—because of Taylor Swift's 22 of course (you have no idea how happy my inner child is now!).

However, I thought I should celebrate this very important event with you by hosting my second sleepover! (honestly I was planning to make this a double sleepover if I hit 300 followers before my birthday, but since I didn't, I really had to host a sleepover)

As usual, my sleepover will host games, questions, asks, and definitely, requests!!! <3

The sleepover will be a week long, from January 30th till February 6th, where you can submit asks and requests!

Note on prohibited things that I won't be doing or answering:

No nsfw/dirty asks, writing requests or questions, it's uncomfortable for me sometimes, and this is an all-ages-friendly celebration. No further elaboration, please respect this. <3

𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬:

Here's a list of the games we can play:

Kiss/Marry/Kill: you give me three characters and I will sort each one in one of these categories! (make it hard for me)

Would you rather: you give me two things/characters and I get to choose one that suits me better! (for example: night owl or early bird?)

Make an assumption: you literally make an assumption about me and I either prove it or deny it!

Never have I ever: you ask me about things I did or didn't do!

Exchanged Ships: basically, you give me a character that you find as my significant other, and I will give you a character in exchange and why I think it's the perfect character for you!

Random Q&A: you can ask me about anything, whether it's my favorite food or even what fabrics do I prefer to wear, ask whatever you want!

Girly Talks: just talk to me about any girly topic you want and we'll establish a good conversation! Let's talk about books or authors, favorite poetry pieces, maybe movies we loved in our childhood, or even your favorite outfits back when you were a 10 year old! Literally anything!

Rate My Music Taste: give me a song/artist and I will rate it from 1 (absolute flop) to 10 (total banger)! — (this is absolutely done just for fun).

I Wanna Write You A Song: start with a phrase and we will make a totally original song together in the reblogs!

Doodles: give me something simple to draw!

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬:

As for writing requests, I will be taking fluff/angst/violence (blood and gore—due to the nature of the characters I write for) x female!reader requests only. But of course you can request the prompt you desire. <3

As for the characters, here's a list of the fictional men that I would be writing for:

Matt Murdock/Daredevil

Foggy Nelson

Tristan Thorn

Michael Kinsella

Henry (from Eat Locals)

Daryl Dixon

(might consider writing for other Charlie Cox/Norman Reedus characters. example: Ian Hamilton, Owen Sleater, Scud, Murphy MacManus, etc.)

You can ask for prompt included in this list or ones you come up with yourself:

intimate moments / gestures that make me feel love / romantic rainy day prompts / gentle things that make me fall harder in love / fluffy comforting/sick dialogue prompts / lighthearted first kiss prompts / sparring prompts / forced proximity prompts / date prompts masterpost /

Note that I will be tagging the fic requests with #yuna's 22 birthday sleepover so they're easy to find, but they will be sorted in my main masterlist as regular requests! <3

tagging my moots to spread the word sorry for being a little too annoying hehe (and I tried to tag as much as possible but my memory is messing around with me I'm sorry if I forgot anyone): @v4leoftears @remonemo @fizanotfeeza @bunmurdock @bellaxgiornata @kal-0n @1988-fiend @mattmurdocks6thscaleapartment @floral-charlie-cat @farfromstrange @babygirlmurdock @mattmurdocksscars @itwasthereaminuteago @c-mrdck @xxeycisxx @loveroftoomanyfandoms @mindidjarin @little-miss-dilf-lover @shiorimakibawrites @tongueofcat @marytheweefrenchie @chvoswxtch @devilsmurdock @galaxies-and-moons-and-cox @acharliecoxedfan @folkloreandfall @murdocklorian @munsonownsmyass @abbyhaslongshorts @murc0ck @lazyxsquirrel @theradioactivespidergwen @xxdrixx @saintmurd0ck @softasawhisper @she-likesorchids @peterman-spideyparker @mattmurdocksstarlight @amberlynnmurdock @courtforshort15 @saltedlays @importantnightwerewolf @lene-loki

That's basically everything I have for my birthday sleepover, feel free to submit requests and games! Thank you for coming to my sleepover tonight! <3

[dribs-and-drabbles]

10 13 QL Girls I Want Carnally

Tagged by @respectthepetty 💛

Tis the season of indulgence, so why limit myself to 10? 🤷🏽‍♀️

Actually, at the risk of giving too much information (on the too-much-imformation-website) I feel I should add a little context to all this...because I've come to accept in the past, hmmm, five years or so that I'm probably Ace (maybe grey ace, maybe demi ace) and through that awareness, I've come to realise that I'm probably open to all genders...but only a very select few of any gender, and I probably need an emotional connection with them first to desire them carnally. So, this heading should probably read: 10 13 QL Girls I Would Probably Want Carnally Should We Have an Emotional Connection.

Right, context given and too much information offered, let's get on to The List. And I've divided them into subcategories.

Visuals: There's just something about the way they look:

I'll preface this by saying I think all the women on this list are beautiful but this first group just make me do a double take and go Huh? Oooo, yes please.

Tee Gap The Series

Phuwadol Vice Versa

Sand The Sign

Stability: They would care and stand up for me:

Gim My School President (either universe...and she can even sing to me)

Photjanee My School President (either universe again)

Darin The Gifted Graduation (tbh she's a bit of a hot mess...but we can be a hot mess together)

Experience: They would Teach Me Things:

Rose AND Maya Laws of Attraction (together and Maya can sing to me too)

Sheer energy: The extrovert to my introvert:

Gu Bu Tao Stay By My Side

Manju My Personal Weatherman

Badass: I'd watch from afar, too shy to approach:

Choi Yuna Sematic Error

Yoon Won The Eighth Sense

Shout out to: Any character played by Namtan. There's just something about her...

I'm not sure who to tag, who's done it or who'd be up for doing it - and it can be any gender - so I'll tag all those who tagged me in that Deco My Tree thing 😊: @chickenstrangers @grapejuicegay @ellsieee @casualavocados @celestial-sapphicss @hughungrybear @telomeke @colourme-feral Thank you all!

[bamnamuu]

HELLO AGAIN ˗ˏˋ✩ˎˊ˗ CHOI SOOBIN

PAIRING ! non-idolchoi soobin x fem!reader

SUMMARY ! After starting her new job as a barista, Y/N begins to see someone more and more it just so happens to be Choi Soobin from grade school, never thinking she'd actually get to talk to him let alone get to know him, soobin has been dying to know her.

INCLUDES ! txt members, skz's Hyunjin, nwjns' Danielle, itzy members

A. NOTE ! this is based off of those Soobin pics from the seasons of txt youth box, also y/n and Danielle are both 03 babies in this, also i started this before lia went on hiatus and i love & miss her [if it’s bad don’t tell me i can’t take constructive criticism:) ]

W. COUNT ! 3k shes a long one

not very proofread beware

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Walking onto the empty bus only made y/n overthink about her day more, after finding a seat at the back she put her headphones in. It's not like this is her first-ever job, it's just her first day as a barista. If she thought about it, the y/n of three months ago would be jumping for joy that she gets to work at the famous GuGUcafe, however, the y/n now was filled with dread.

GuGucafe is one of the busiest cafes downtown, y/n didn't even know why she was worried about her first shift. She had done her orientation and training days already so she knows its not the work that's worrying her, it could be the fact that her ex Hyunjin not only just works but also lives downtown, their relationship wasn't bad but it wasn't good either, just the basic things young love never works through, jealousy, miscommunication, insecurities, alert of y/n will always love him, he was her first love. they haven’t ran into each other since the breakup, she hoped that wouldn't change. Y/n snapping out of her reminiscing cloud, realized she was at her stop. Walking through the doors y/n was greeted by Lia her boss.

"I'm happy you showed up today! "The blonde girl said,

"Do you guys get a lot of no-shows ?" y/n was totally regretting showing up

"yeah... but let's not talk about that, go find your

apron!"

she did as the older girl said, finding her brown apron with a name tag, in her new uniform y/n started getting nervous again, but by pushing through she found herself at her break.

"I've been here for 4 hours ?!" y/n said shocked

"Unfortunately ’’ Yuna the another new hire said while rearranging the hot drink cups

"I'll see you in a bit, good luck!" y/n said to the girl who was now moving all the cold tea jugs around, yuna nodded as y/n went to the back to get her things.

At the beginning of the day y/n thought she would mess up horribly or bump into her ex in the mass-populated downtown, yet to her surprise the first half of her shift went well, so she just assumed that her anxious thoughts were just getting the best of her...until she bumped into a tall man entering the cafe, not even having to look up she knew it was him, she still knew his perfume. Y/n thought maybe he had forgotten who she was, it had been a entire year, maybe if she just apologized, walks out the door he won’t even see that it’s her, before she could move he spoke up

"y/n?" the boy spoke in a questioning tone

"Who?" y/n said, She was a fool, an absolute fool, and both of them knew it.

" God, you haven't changed one bit!" Hyunjin said smiling causing y/n to meet his eyes finally, they still hadn't changed from that night, but she felt different when looking into them than she did

" it's nice to see you again, but I have to get going" she finally spoke up, giving him a final smile and pushing past him, before turning around and saying

" oh and sorry for bumping into you"

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Frantically reaching for her phone she texted Danielle, who's been her other half since elementary school, they've been there for each other through, first loves, birthdays, heartbreak, even emo phases ( that one was mostly y/n, but they promised to never bring it up)

"Gonna come see you" y/n typed

"YAY! I kind of figured you would, got you lunch" Dani responded

"I'm gonna marry you"

She finished typing as she made her way to the park near Dani's place of work, she truly wouldn't know what to do without her sunshine. looking up after texting her mom that she was okay and doing alright y/n saw Danielle waving to come to sit down with her,

"Okay what happened, did you spill coffee on someone, did you spill coffee on yourself, did you mi-" Danielle practically interrogating y/n before she could say hello, was cut off by the coffee girl.

"OMG! You really have no faith in me, but no it went really well..till” y/n said shaking her head during the first part, then quickly falling silent thinking about the incident.

"till???" the inpatient girl started shaking y/n, causing both of them to giggle.

"Well I was leaving and then I bumped into someone." y/n didn't want to say it because if she said it then that meant it happened, Danielle, on the other hand, brought hers up to try and help speed her friend's confession out

“Walked into Hyunjin and I kept staring at his boobs.. god... I don't think I've ever stared at someone's boobs for that long ever, but I did. I did! '' y/n said frantically

"So you're telling me you saw the "love of your only life" after almost a year, and you couldn't even look at him in his eyes!?" Dani brought her hands up to make air quotes, then shook her head not believing that her friend could be so silly and dumb at the same time. Y/n didn't speak she simply nodded. She didn't feel like getting into the nitty gritty part that were her feelings and if she still had them for Hyunjin, because even she didn't know, not after that interaction but for now she'll just let her friend believe she is.

"Also men don't have boobs y/n" she added remembering what her friend said.

much to both of the girl's dismay y/n had to get back to work, crossing her fingers and praying that Hyunjin wasn’t staying for long , maybe y/n was going through a lucky strike cause the boy was nowhere to be seen, letting out a happy sigh y/n got her apron back on and got back to work. 4 more hours was all she had to get through, and she would as long as Lia was there with her, she needed her for reassurance.

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With the sun going down y/n had only two hours left in her shift. She didn’t have much to do Yuna was on her break, so she looked around the floor of the now desolate cafe and decided she would sweep, walking around the counter that was brushed by a rushing, heaving stressed lia,

“woah are you breathing properly?” y/n said to the blonde girl

“No... I think someone broke into my apartment!” 

“Jesus, did you call the police?” y/n said now also stressed 

“No, I'm gonna go over there just to make sure, and call on the way,” Lia said, walking around the empty store collecting her things and the scissors by the cash register.

“Do you think you can handle being alone here? Yuna should be back in a little bit” Lia said now looking serious

“ I think all will be fine Lia, rush hour is over and no one’s in here, I’ll be fine till Yuna gets back you should go!” with y/n saying that Lia gave her the keys to the shop in case she wanted to close early, and left 

Y/n now getting free range to use the speakers, puts her music on shuffle, and continues cleaning. ‘Paris by Taylor Swift’ starts playing as the door chimes, y/n is now in the stock room, she figures it’s just Yuna. Until she hears a voice coming from the cashier's desk that’s clearly not Yuna’s

“Hello, is anyone here?” a boy said 

Y/n who now sets the milk back in the fridge and walks to the front, can’t help but feel some sort of familiarity in the boy's voice, until she sees who it is, Choi soobin, they went to the same school since they were kids, he was two grades older than her but she knew of him.

“hi…sorry i’m the only one here,” y/n says waving her hands around to show the empty space around them

“s’ok you’re here now,” Soobin said with a little smile 

“so what can I get for you” y/n smiled at his last comment

“I’ll have an iced Americano please” 

“Just that ?” y/n looked up after putting his order in the machine, soobin nodded, then paid, as y/n was making his drink, she asked 

“We went to the same school, right?” 

“yeah I’m pretty sure we did” soobin replied,while looking at her with a soft smile

“here you go” She held out soobins drink for him to take

“have a good night y/n!” he said walking to the door 

“you too” 

It wasn’t until he finished his drink that Soobin realized that Y/n drew a small smiley face on his cup. 

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It's not that Soobin knew y/n worked there, he didn't, he doesn't even like coffee that much,but now he knows he has a shot to talk to her he's gonna do it. unlocking his apartment door he heard his friend say

''If anyone has a tiny smooth brain it would be you Beomgyu!'' Yeonjun said to his phone, making Soobin let out a little laugh.

''Ayo, you went to get coffee and didn't bring back anything for me? that's so cold man'' his roommate said looking at him with sad fox eyes

''Oh shut it, you never get me anything when you go out, and I didn't even plan on getting coffee it was just a spur-of-the-moment decision'' Soobin said rolling his eyes at the older boy

''Whatever dude! I will remember this next time'' Yeonjun rolling his eyes at soobin when he spoke

''Hey I have a question for you, do you remember Y/N from when we were little?''

''I think so? isn’t she dating Hyunjin?''

''No, they broke up'' the man on Yeonjuns phone said

''Shit I forgot to hang up''

''Hey Soobin didn't you have a crush on y/-''

Before Beomgyu could finish his sentence Soobin jumped from the kitchen onto the couch finally hanging up the phone. it's not that soobin was embarrassed to like y/n its just he was embarrassed that he hadn't stopped liking her even after he found out one of Beomgyu’s friends was dating her. There was just something he loved liked about her maybe it was the way she always smiled at him when they passed in the hallway or the one time when he had to walk home but it started pouring, and he forgot his umbrella until a cute girl a couple years younger him tapped his shoulder and handed him her umbrella, and carried on her way, not caring that she would be drenched. Ok so maybe he did know why he liked her, but it's entirely his fault that they've never had an entire conversation he was just too scared he would say something stupid that would scare her away, as well as haunting him for the rest of his life or be it Beomgyu would tease him, seeing the fact that he was the only one who knew.

''Dude what the hell is wrong with you'' yeonjun said, confused and scared

''What do you mean?'' soobin said looking up knowing full well he was laying in Yeonjun’s lap, with his phone in his hands

''Get off of me, you probably bruised my stomach'' Yeonjun chuckled whilst pushing the taller boy on the floor.

''It's not like I didn't know you liked her, Beomgyu is horrible at keeping your secrets and that's entirely your fault!'' Yeonjun said, pointing his finger at Soobin and moving to his room.

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Y/n was getting ready for the day when she heard Lia walk into the break room frustrated, with a follower right behind. 

“I want my key back!” Lia said turning around to the girl 

“I lost it! Why do you think I broke into the apartment?” the other girl said, y/n realized it was chaeryeong, one of Lia's friends.

‘’G'morning to you two!’’ y/n said passing the bickering girls, starting her second day off better than the first, she was still running off four hours of sleep, it's not like she got off at a ridiculous time, no, she just kept thinking about the tall boy with the dimples. She didn't know why she drew a smiley face on the soobins cup, god he probably thought she was weird. y/n didn't know why the cup drawing took over her mind, but she should be happy because she'd been so focused on Soobin that she completely forgot about bumping into her ex, well until her sunshine friend's face jumped at her, knocking her out of the thought of last night.

‘’So have you face-butted anyone's boobs today?’’ Danielle smiles

‘’Sorry you have to leave the shop we don't want you here!’’ Y/n said teasing Dani 

‘’ whatever… I’ll have that’’ Danielle said pointing at one of the posters with the seasonal drinks

After finishing Danielle’s order, y/n watched as her friend took her drink with a smile and waved goodbye. Y/n likes her job it's fun to people-watch without looking creepy, as well as her shifts go by super fast which she's grateful for. Until y/n found herself alone in the cafe just like the night before. 

‘’Hello again!’’ 

‘’Oh, Soobin.. Hi’’ y/n said getting scared at the sudden volume change 

‘’I'm sorry for scaring you, I didn't mean to’’ Soobin started apologizing, only to be opposed by y/n telling him he's fine and to not worry about it, or that it happens all the time 

Soobin ordered his drink and watched y/n make it with such intent so he didn’t miss a single thing, he watched as she finished up and walked over to him drink in hand, nervously he took it replacing the drink in her hand with a small note meant for her.

confused y/n watched as the boy smiled wishing her a good night and went on his way. looking down at the small piece of crumbled paper in her hand she unraveled it to find the cutest little note.

you look really pretty today! <3 

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The causal flirting between the two started after soobins note, every single day, at the exact same time soobin would walk in the door to the usually quiet coffee shop and beam down at y/n causing the girl to form a reddish pink hue to her cheeks. Leaving Lia to be the third wheel, as she watched Soobin and y/n blush and giggle at each other, she got sick of it. she knew she had to do something for her best employee.

“Soobin wait!” Lia yelled sprinting out of the shop 

“What? oh Lia?” Soobin replied confused

“You should just ask y/n out already, she’s been waiting and we both know she won’t ask!” Lia said dryly 

“WHAT!” soobin yelled causing the passing strangers to stop at look at him 

“You actually think y/n wants to go out with me?” 

“You’re hopeless,” Lia said walking back into the store.

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‘’ AM I hopeless?’’ Soobin spoke well opening the door to his apartment 

‘’You want me to answer that? I won't be nice’’ Beomgyu said following behind, without even a second thought Soobin spun around to glare at the boy he calls a friend.

‘Yes?’ 

‘’You are hopeless, You liked this girl for how long now? Like a bajillion years! Just ask her out, the worst thing that could happen is her throwing a drink at you.’’ Beomgyu told Soobin, who wasn’t paying any attention to him. Calling it a night soobin went to his room to think over both Lia’s and Beomgyu's words.

Soobin hadn’t slept much that night too busy making up sentences and planning out how he's gonna ask y/n out. It's not the first time he's tried the first time he was going to ask y/n to go to the school dance with him, the news of her and Hyunjin broke out, god it hurt him. Who was he to think he could compete with Hwang Hyunjin, all of Soobin's negative voices came out to attack him, and he resented Hyunjin for years, he knows now it's not Hyunjin's fault he got insecure. He was just young and unconfident and it's easier to blame someone else when time doesn't work in your favor. That was then but now he wasnt going to let anything stop him, he even bought her favorite flowers which are dahlia’s Soobin was in in for real. soobin grabbed a scrape of paper to write out his plan,

 1) wait till y/n is off her shift 

2) pull her aside and give flowers.

 3) ask her on a date via an note on the flowers  

Simple plan, nothing could go wrong Soobin kept repeating in his head. Walking into Gugucafe Soobin looked around for his girl, only to be face to face with Yuna.

‘’Is y/n here ?’’ Soobin asked wrly

‘’No sorry she called in sick today’’ Yuna replied 

‘’Oh okay, ah have a good day’’ Soobin tried to hide the disappointment in his voice but failing. Would it be weird for him to go to y/n apartment? His plan of asking her out has been put aside for now, and it’s not unusual to give your friend soup when they’re sick, and that’s what he and y/n are friends first, Soobin went on his was with a new that consists of restaurant soup and finding y/n address, and the last part he would need hope that Lia would give out her address, and to Soobins luck she told him 

‘’Sure it may be wrong that I'm giving out my employee's addresses but it's for a good cause so I need to!’’ 

He didn't ask many questions about Lias statement, he seemed to be out the door as soon as she gave him the last letter of y/n’s street, with the bouquet of dahlias and a steaming container of soup he knocked on y/n’s door expecting to be faced with red-nosed coughing y/n, only to be faced with the opposite

‘’Soobin what are you doing here, not that I’m not happy to see you I just.. How’d you get my address?’’ 

‘’I went to see you and Yuna told me you were sick so I thought I would bring you soup, oh and Lia told me where you live’’ y/n just stared at him

‘’Oh these are for you!’’ Soobin said handing y/n the soup and flowers with his note still wedged between the stems

‘’Oh thanks, I’m feeling ok I just lied to Lia for fun, you can come in’’

‘’For fun you and me and different versions of fun’’ 

‘’No seriously you should try it sometime. these are absolutely beautiful Soobin what's that?’’ y/n said looking at the flowers,in that moment he remembered the forgotten note that was still attached to the bundle of dahlias in y/n’s hands, there was nothing he could do, he accepted his fate. He watched as y/n placed his gifts on the counter and took out the note, he didn't want to see her face, he now realized how awkward this was, 

‘’You don't have to read it, s’stupid’’ Soobin pleaded 

‘’It's not stupid if it’s from you ’’ y/n said still not looking up at him after a few long seconds y/n looked up at Soobin and said

‘’I would love to go out with you !’’ 

“Oh thank god!” Soobin said inhaling like he just learned how to breathe.

[ghostieeeee]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟎: 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄

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ᶜᵘᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ ✄-----------------------------------------

Word count: 3k

Warnings: I've read this 5 times over, but I'm still paranoid that there are spelling mistakes, so beware 🩶

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From the moment you step inside the entrance to the gym, the sound of deep clanking and the smell of icky sweat already greets your senses.

White walls are plastered with full-length windows, exposing the outside world and parking lot out front. Areca palms are buried in grey geometric pots as they stretch up and out, extending their healthy leaves. There are couches with metal frames forming small hangout nooks with sleek glass coffee tables.

The whole place was overly modernised- allowing a lack of comfort- and instead, the constant feeling and need to keep the area sterilised of any mess was induced.

Lia is standing just off to your right, talking to the receptionist. Her hair is tied up into a loose ponytail, her right hand clutching a plastic bag of things she packed.

You watch as she pulls out a small sum of cash, handing it over to the dark-haired woman behind the counter and receiving a small key in return. It's attached to a yellow tag, a number written onto it in what you could only assume to be a felt tip pen.

With a final nod, Lia turns around, her eyes greeting yours as she opens her mouth, "Let's go"

You follow her through the double doors as instructed, your shoes often scuffing the floor as your mind wanders between the expense and reliability of the equipment within these very walls. You had passed several rooms, each apparent with rowing machines and treadmills alike.

Your mind had grown akin to being curious even in the most boring of environments, so it was no surprise when you found yourself in a new spot- only half aware of how you even got there.

"Locker 74" Lia murmurs in a low tone, opening the decently sized hatch to reveal the metal plating of its shadow casted insides. "Any donations for the bag?" She adds, spreading the plastic handles to reveal the inside contents: unopened water bottles and smaller snacks for later.

"I need to keep my phone on me." You display a shy smile, your hand tapping against the back of your phone through the soft of your pocket.

"Fair enough," she shrugs, closing and locking the small door back up. "Yuna said she'd meet us by ring four"

"And where's that?" You inquire, leaning back to gain a vantage point over the room. There are no clear signs of anything boxing related amongst the mass rows of lockers.

"It's just down the hall." Lia instructs a pathway out of the room, and you follow closely behind once again.

"And you're sure you know where this room is?"

"I've been here enough times, I'd like to assume I know where we're going," and as seconds pass, Lia only proves herself right as you enter another room. The walls are lined with various weights, including many dumbbell and weight plate racks alike.

There are small benches made for what seems like three people maximum, and the more obvious attraction- the white, red, and blue boxing ring placed central of the room.

Flinching, you find yourself caught off guard at the sudden boom of Lia's voice as she calls out a wicked "Yuna!" The word rattles around inside your skull as you trace her line of sight, coming to greet an unfamiliar face.

An unsuspecting figure turns with an already brightened face, a wide smile already gracing her features as she excuses herself from a particular male's presence. The girl walks with a prep in her step, each new stride of her long legs only bringing her closer to you as her dark hair flows freely behind her.

By the time Yuna was already standing before you, it was practically impossible to ignore the height difference between the two best friends. Yuna stands a good four inches or so taller than Lia, causing the taller to look down with a teasing grin. "You're on time today"

"When am I not on time?" Lia scoffs jokingly, a smile playing with the pink of her lips.

"I don't know… I could name a few times," Yuna laughs before turning her attention to you. "You're Y/n, right?" She grins, her doe eyes turning narrow in a painfully evil way. "I can't wait to get up to some mischief with you"

"And neither can I, it's nice to meet you, Yuna." You offer the girl a cheeky smile.

"Please, no mischief while I'm near," Lia pleads, her voice cracking with slight annoyance already.

"No promises!" Yuna laughs at the smaller girl's face as it contorts,"You can't hold me accountable if something happens"

"I definitely can"

Yuna hums as she turns to observe the boxing ring. "I'm up next," she lets out an exasperated groan,"Coach has been up my ass about training more. He says I won't make it anywhere with only two hours of training a day"

"I'm sure he has your best interests at heart." You try to reassure the girl, but she could only raise an eyebrow at you.

"Bullshit- that man just wants me to train so he gets paid more." she lets out a small laugh,"He couldn't give a shit about me"

"Then why don't you fire him?"

"It's not that easy…" Yunas head tilts down, a small snarl of vexation reaping from her throat.

"Hey, I need to run to the restroom," Lia interrupts,"I'll be back, okay?"

"Yeah, sure." Yuna nods a goodbye to the blonde, fixating herself back on you. "So, what course do you take?"

Your eyebrows almost furrow at the sudden change of her attitude. Her smile is back and more prominent than ever. "Well…" You begin, "I take criminal law out of a personal preference. Family law, common law, the rest of it just seems so boring"

"I take it you're striving for a job as a lawyer?"

"Wow, you really hit the nail on the head there" you share a short laugh, your eyes redirecting to the boxing ring behind her as a particularly loud thud echoes around the room. Your sight fixates on the two brawling figures, a girl in red on the floor as a girl in blue stands over her.

However, your eyes linger a little too long on the girl in blue, mind sipping up the drops of your love deprived life as you examine her physique.

"What are you looking at?" Yuna whispers, moving to stand beside you in hopes of cracking her newfound case. And surely enough, she had done so within seconds. "Oh…" she smirks,"are you checking out Kazuha?"

"What?!" You say a little too loudly, gaining the attention of a few unsuspecting bystanders on the sidelines. "I- who? No!"

"You totally were!" Yuna gasps, jumping lightly as she drags you towards the ring."She's our ace boxer here. She's won us several tournaments in the past"

"Really?!"

"Yeah, she's dangerous when she's inside the ring, but a total nobody outside of it"

"A nobody?" You mumble lightly under your breath, feeling your attention gravitate towards the blue marked player, otherwise known as Kazuha, as you've been informed.

The more you watched her fight, the more your mind dragged the title of "nobody" through the dirt. Someone as beautiful as her- from what you could see of her anyway- was in no chance set out to be a "nobody" by social norms.

Her gym fit exposed her thin-built body and allowed the glistening show of sweat bullets to dance around on her milky skin. Her hair was dampened enough to the point where the smaller strands clung to her forehead while the rest swooshed from the bottom of her head gear. And so help you god- when she turned around and threw a hook in a certain way, you could've sworn you met Jesus with the sudden definition of her already defined abs.

"She looks intense." Really? Was that all you could muster up after your obvious ogling session with her body? But to be fair, what else could you have said without sounding creepy, the answer? Not much.

Yuna hums, observing the match as Kazuha squeezes her opponent into the pocket zone of her fist and chest, enabling her to wrap a punch around her torso as she lets jab after jab rip into her stomach.

You almost wince for the fighter in red as Kazuha pushes her into the red post before being separated by the referee.

"I guess you could call her intense"

And just like before, the two in the centre are at it in no time, already jumping to score a hit on the other- preferably the face as it's apparent that's the sore zone on the body, even with the padded helmets on.

"What would you call her then?"

Seconds go by, and suddenly, the yell of a one minute warning goes past your ears. You hadn't taken notice of the warning, and instead, you had taken notice of the particularly harsh strain of jabs the girl in red had gotten upon Kazuha, causing a groan to elect from her mouth guarded lips.

"Determined"

With the last few seconds approaching, a certain heat rises within the room as Kazuha suddenly picks up her already strong footwork, her legs going into overtime as she almost pushes the other fighter back into a corner, allowing a sudden hook on the other girl's right cheek. This sent the female into the post, her back sliding down the black pole in defeat.

The whistle rang out amongst the sea of exhausted people, a voice announcing the obvious of Kazuha's win.

"Determined could work…"

"Oh yeah? You think?"

Instead of replying, you watch with a tentative eye as Kazuha helps the dazed girl up, carrying her to her team of support before climbing out of the ring and taking her own rest on a slightly cushioned bench not too far away.

"You should definitely go talk to her," Yuna interjects, her hands already moved to push you in her general direction.

"She wouldn't want to talk! Look, she's too tired for that!"

"You'd be surprised, Y/n. The girl doesn't have a team. She has a coach and a manager, go be her medic for a few minutes. Go help the girl," Yuna says, pushing you yet again to get you moving.

You know you probably shouldn't, but you keep moving, letting your legs take on the challenge of getting you to the boxer without fail.

While approaching her, you notice the discarded boxing gloves already thrown to the side as she scraggly attempts to remove the headpiece too. But she's too tired, and her grip on the strap slips without trial.

"Excuse me?" You speak once within a reasonable earshot, earning her attention as she looks up at you. Her eyes are half lidded, face flushed with exhaustion as she stares at you, eyes not meeting your own, but they're definitely on you. "Do you need help by any chance?"

You watch as she swallows her pride, her eyes coming to a close as she provides a shaky nod to your words.

Blinking, you let your body work for you. Your hands move to her chin, tilting her head up as your fingers easily unstrap the headpiece before you pull it off her head, her face covered in thick sheets of sweat as an immense warmth radiates from her skin.

She lets out a deep sigh, letting her body slump against the cooler plaster of the wall behind her.

"You're cut?" You murmur, hands gently moving to point out the decently sized cut on her forearm, fresh with a small leakage of blood trailing from its separated walls.

To this, Kazuha could only lift her arm to see the damage, her barely open eyes shining with a glint of dissatisfaction before she let the limb fall onto her lap again.

Feeling unsure, you look back to find Yuna- and you're certainly surprised when you find the latter already staring back at you, her thumbs raised confidently in the air.

Your lip twitches as the cogs within your head sputter with fine rust. You know you'd feel too bad leaving the exhausted girl here alone, especially after finding out she doesn't have anyone to help aid her properly, but you haven't gotten any more signs of her wanting your help since you took off her head brace.

Deciding on the safer option, for her at least, you crouch down to meet her arm, tugging gently at her skin as you examine the cut properly. It's a shallow cut, but this wasn't something done just now. "You had this cut before, didn't you?" You ask, suggesting it's a reopening of a previous injury.

But you get no verbal response, and instead, you receive a small shake of her hand. This action hadn't helped you understand in the slightest, but you reached for the sterile wipes nonetheless.

Applying a light pressure to the wound, you listen as Kazuha lets out a small hiss, her teeth baring into one another as her face shifts to one of discomfort. "I'm sorry if this hurts," you apologise, dabbing at the reddened skin.

Observing the wound, you miss the stare Kazuha gives you. She had lifted her head, her dazed gaze watching you with an empty mind behind. She watched as you took your time, eyes narrowed as you cleaned her injury before moving to a dry towel to dab it dry.

Something in her mind cranked a switch as her own face seemed to soften- despite the constant jabs of pain seeping through her forearm. Her every thought was clouded with you at the moment, she had no time to take note of the pain, nor her own coach glaring at her, nor her friend- Sakura- who had come back with a water bottle for the latter.

Kazuha was star-struck.

"I'm gonna bandage your arm up, okay?" You ask, looking up at Kazuha. To this, Kazuha's eyes widen slightly as she averts her gaze, landing upon the curious look of Sakura. She keeps her eyes trained on her friend, sharing small expressions with the older girl in a communal way until finally, she no longer felt the warmth of your fingers upon her arm. Your skin was replaced by a rougher material, and it caused her to pull away from her staring contest. "Is that okay? Not too tight, not too loose?"

There was a comforting silence between you two, the sound of metal clanking and padded punches piloting the space. Your face was relaxed, eyes soft as you patiently awaited her response.

But of course, just like all of the other failed attempts, she hadn't uttered a single word.

"I'll take that as an okay?" You mumble, fumbling back to your feet, your hands swaying awkwardly by your sides "I'll leave you alone now. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable" you give her a smile. However, before you could turn away, only something that could be described as a miracle happened.

"I'm sorry"

She spoke. Kazuha actually spoke, and your mind fogged at the sudden action. She's calmly spoken, and the apologetic tone in her voice was very much present with her words.

"For what? You didn't do anything?"

There was yet another brief moment of despair and silence as she conjured up new words, her throat growing stiff under the twine of pressure.

"I'm sorry if I made you think I was uncomfortable… I've just never had someone want to help me… not without expecting anything in return"

Oh? You blink, your mind processing her shared information. "I promise it isn't anything to be sorry about. I just wanted to help you"

"Thank you," she presents a shy smile, her teeth prodding gently at her lips as she looks back down to her injury, observing the well-done wrap. It wasn't a drastic cut, but the gesture was sweet nonetheless. It made her feel noticed.

"Y/n!" The yell of a female intrudes on your conversation.

"I think someone wants you…" Kazuha points with two fingers to a spot behind you, her eyes sparkling under the monotone lights.

"I know" you give her a small laugh, glancing at the way her face temporarily flares up at the sound."I'll see you around, yeah?"

See you around? The sentence couldn't have been any more simple, yet it held a certain meaning that only you could decipher for the meanwhile. Because while it stated the obvious possibility of actually just seeing her around, it also implied the possibility of you wanting to see her again.

It made Kazuha feel warm. Never has anyone really wanted to see her again- not without selfish intentions. And while her mind may just be stretching the sentence for hope, maybe she found herself liking it…

"Yeah… I'd like that"

"It's settled then, I'll see you soon" you wave goodbye as you turn on your heel, returning to the blond you originally came with.

"Who was that?" Lia asks as you approach, her eyes straining away from the sweat drenched boxer."Do you know each other?"

"Kazuha?" You respond."No, I've- I've only just met her"

Lia takes a moment to hum, her chest falling upon the release of a deeper breath,"huh… okay then. Oh, I totally forgot to get a water bottle out of the bag before I put it away. Would you mind running back to get one for me?"

"Sure thing, I don't mind at all," you nod, stretching your arm to receive the key from the girl. "I won't be too long"

"Just don't get lost," Lia calls out as you leave the room, immediately stalking her way over to the dark-haired boxer with a polite demeanour. Her mind absorbed the girl and her closed off body language.

Kazuha was too deep in her own little world to have even noticed the smaller girl. But the intriguing words that spilt from the latter had her hooked.

"Are you busy later?"

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: A new college means new faces, and although you already have a set of friends to hang out with, you can't help but be drawn to the two campus heartthrobs... and they can't help but be drawn to you too...

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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 | 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓

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𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: [𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍]

@zuhasfavwife @havex00 @lesleepyyy @i06kkura @luvjanexx

@xen-16

[oakparchment]

Itzy's Bikini Lines

Yeji, Lia, Ryujin, Chaeryeong, Yuna

Length: 460 words

Tags: pubic hair, shaving, foreplay, aftercare, masturbation, shower play, self-care

Summary: the k-pop industry has a focus on lines. Dancer lines, vocal lines, body lines etc. But what about their bikini lines?

AO3

Yeji

Landing strip. Simple yet fierce and no need to mess around. Yeji likes that it's easy to trim up and maintain. She usually doesn't bother with professional services and just shaves it herself in the shower every week. All the handiwork on her pubic area and the clean look of her pussy usually gets her horny so once she's done she'll squeeze her hard nipples and rub her clit until she cums on the shower wall. 

Lia

Lia goes to the effort of shaping up a heart. She not only wears her heart on her sleeve but also on her pussy. The intricate work requires a professional's touch though, so she'll get laser done. Lia thinks her heart is really cute. When other people see it, they can't quite tell if they find it cute, sexy, or just downright slutty (probably a mix of all of the above). Lia's pussy tends to get sticky and creamy so making sure to get every other little area lasered helps with that. 

Ryujin

Tried to shave Lia's initials into her pubic hair one time as a joke (mostly), but it looked very scrappy. Though, when she first showed Lia the girl was so flattered by the gesture that she devoured her pussy that night. She now has a neat triangle going on. When she's alone, Ryujin has made it a habit of idly running her fingers over her triangle when she's just scrolling through her phone in bed or watching tv on the couch. Similar to Yeji in that she razor-shaves herself. Ryujin is also into grooming the other girls' hair. This serves as both foreplay and aftercare.

Chaeryeong

Doesn't have a strong preference. She might let it grow out to a full bush between comebacks and then shaves it bare during promotional periods. It's also mostly just what her or her fuck-friend is feeling at the time. Prefers to wax, cause when she goes full nude she likes it proper clean, instead of the bristle hairs that start to grow after shaving, but then wants the option of going back to growth without having to wait many months.

Yuna

Yuna is usually clean shaven but has been sporting a downwards arrow recently, pointing directly towards where she wants it. It's slutty and she knows it. She finds it not only turns herself on more (and yes, Yuna is the type of person who can get off to herself) but when other people see her arrow it also drives them wild. 'Insert your fingers here, your tongue, your cock. It doesn't matter. Just stick things inside of this tight hole and fuck me silly.' Those are Yuna's thoughts. Like Lia, her arrow is a particular shape that requires waxing or laser removal.

A/N: These are fun little headcanons... do you have differing thoughts on any? If you'd like to see accompanying example pics then check the AO3 post

[hauntingofhouses]

I was tagged by @wolvenhour!! Tysm for tagging me 💖

The rules of the game are to write one song for every letter in your url, and then tag as many people as there are letters in your url.

(i'll just be fetching these from scrolling thru my spotify likes lol so this is gonna be a little bit of a mess)

K - Keep Driving by Harry Styles

A - Automobile by KALEO

L - Lautan by Yuna

A - Autodomesticated Animal by Birdtalker

D - De Selby (Part 1) by Hozier

I - I Drink Wine by Adele

N - No Children by the Mountain Goats

K - Knockin' on Heaven's Door by Bob Dylan

H - Haunted House by Florence + The Machine

O - odoriko by Vaundy

L - LADY by Kenshi Yonezu

I - Itu Kamu by Estranged

N - NIGHT DANCER by imase

S - Space Oddity by David Bowie

I tag with all my mooties! So if you see this please consider yourself tagged, and do tag me if you make your own post based on this tag game <3 <3 I know it's going a little against the rules but I don't wanna annoy anyone lmfao

[thelargefrye]

EXILE HER x IDOL FRIENDS

here’s a list of idols that y/n has become friends with.

tag list : @jcngh0-hq @tannie13 @icyb3rry @cookiechristie @atinytinaa @kurosism @kangskims @im-whoim

YEONJUN

this is all thanks to wooyoung

wooyoung had brought you along to come hangout with him and yeonjun one day because the other idol wanted to officially meet you

you and yeonjun hit it off almost immediately and are constantly messing with wooyoung because of it

the two of have hung out a few times with wooyoung, but the poor boy gets jealous so it doesn’t happen too often

you and him have posted several tiktoks together on each other’s accounts that fans have figured out that you are friends

when asked about it, you revealed that wooyoung introduced you both to each other

ixluvs and moas tried to ship you guys together but you had shut it down saying that yeonjun was like a brother you never had

YERI

it’s a known fact that yeri is a social butterfly

she approached you during a music show when red velvet and you were promoting at the same time

said she was a fan of your music and asked if you could sign her album (which you did) and then you immediately asked the same thing of her

the two of you are like the rich aunts who go on vacations together, shop together, eat at fancy restaurants together, drink wine together…

you get the point you do a lot of nice things together

she even managed to surprise you with tickets to seventeen (headcanon: you’re a big carat and hoshi biased, sorry not sorry)

she’s one of the few that knows about your relationship with ateez and always gives you an ear to listen and advice whenever you need it

she is also however always ready to throw hands with them when needed

you and yeri and besties for life

YEJI (plus ITZY)

it was by chance that you got to meet her and the other itzy girls while promoting

and while you are friends with all of itzy, yeji is the one you are the closest to

you love hanging out with her and going to different shops and restaurants together

you often go to hangout with her at her company and you also usually bring the six of you food

midzy have dubbed you as itzy’s sixth member since you are all time showing support to the girls

always doing tiktok dances with her and ryujin

you visit each other during promotions in order to show support

you and yeji are supportive besties

CHANGBIN

did not meet him through wooyoung like you would assume

instead you had bumped into him when you were visiting ateez on the kingdom

you were dressed as a staff member and was trying to go back to their dressing room when you ran into him

you were apologizing to him when san had come to thankfully whisk you away

after that you didn’t really see him for a while until you were visiting yeji and the other girls at jyp

that was when you were officially introduced to each other thanks to ryujin and yuna

changbin immediately recognized you as the staff member at kingdom and slowly put two and two together that you were ALSO wooyoung’s girlfriend he never shut up about

this is kind of like a on the down low type friendship and you don’t really hangout too often

but you do always bring him food when you are coming by to bring itzy some

the other stray kids members are jealous that he knows you but he just ignores them

fans were definitely given whiplash when they found out and only because felix had posted a picture of the coffee truck you had sent to their mv set

AESPA

oof these girls love you

they are such big fans of your music that when you posted on your twitter that you like aespa, ningning about had a stroke

you all met thanks to yeri who had introduced you to them when you came to visit her at sm

after that you and the girl group really hit it off together

they consider you aespa’s fifth member

they share their clothes with you just as much as they share them with each other

have gotten several dating scandals because fans noticed how they were also wearing your clothes

they invited you to universal and disney with them which is how fans found out about the friendship

you and winter have matching mickey ears and you and karina have matching shirts from universal

you love having sleepovers with them, it’s not very often you get to have them but when you do it’s so enjoyable

karina knows about your relationship after she accidentally walked in on seeing you and wooyoung kiss backstage at mama 2021

CHUU (plus LOONA)

met thanks to queendom

she and the other loona girls have been fans of yours since you debuted

fangirled really hard when they found out you were going to be on queendom

you and friends with the other girls but you just really hit it off with chuu

she’s the extrovert and you’re the introvert in the relationship and it works really well

sometimes when you go out she does all the talking when she notices you aren’t feeling it

chuu is so precious that you have thought about leaving the boys for her SEVERAL times

fans have dubbed you both “the it couple” because of well the two of you look together

[astrummorte-m]

kingscyrus replied: .............. give me the stats, I WANNA KNOW. LMAFO

if you say so, my guy (gnc)

tumblr blog #1, astrummorte:

mostly ocs, though the ones that are of note for my canons are yae miko, xemnas, diluc, dottore, kaeya, sora, roxas, kafka, aqua, ardyn izunia, paimon, man in the moon / manny, cloud strife, nicholas d. wolfwood, kaveh, and boothill.

tumblr blog #2, corfolli:

these r literally ALL OF MY NEAR CANON CHARACTERS. like. adherence to guidelines and rules and codes alike. aside from my bg3 characters, who follow a weird timeline <3. that being said, ezio auditore de firenze, gale dekarios, wyllyam ravengard, halsin silverbough, high harper jaheira, vax'ildan vessar, keyleth of the air ashari, ren amamiya, and futaba sakura.

tumblr blog #3, betonrcd: my super canon divergent aventurine of strategems, from honkai star rail. he has a pet kitten and is adoptive family of decima sangsters (novastrae) and my kaveh's hsr verse.

tumblr blog #4, tenarcana: my BIG GUY. my LOVE. the one who DESERVES THE WORLD. my longest term oc from a canon character, kairos rian serif. please bug him i beg of you

tumblr blog #5, foughtbelief: my kh dnd dmpc that i was "forced" to make tag along because my FUCKING PARTY got attached to him :sadge:. he's just a little guy your honor

tumblr blog #6, carrusidae: god/deity of youth, joy, revelry, and laughter. simple blog, meant for only lightheartedness.

tumblr blog #7, spellwound: bg3 tav made complicated w time travel and messing with the d20 of the universe babey

tumblr blog #8, memorieskept: buncha my ocs in one spot whenever i wanna mess w them tbh

tumblr blog #9, whcnimdone: self insert bg3 tav. uwu

tumblr blog #10, vcltaic: MY BELOVED VILLAIN HSR OC love that evil horrible woman who is evil for a good reason <3

tumblr blog #11, memenatura: my ffxiv wol oc whomst i love dearly

as for discord~ oh gosh. okay. let's go.

final fantasy series: cid highwind (ff7), aerith gainsborough (ff7), sephiroth (im recognized by this guy dont fucking talk to me dog), tidus (ff10) , yuna (ff10), lulu (ff10), fran (ff12), lightning (ff13), fang (ff13), vanille (ff13), noel (ff13-2)

kingdom hearts series: riku, marluxia, kairi (briefly), foreteller ava, ephemer, strelitzia, xion, namine (briefly), ventus (briefly)

pokemon series: lots of protags, but. u know. touko (bw), n (bw; briefly), kris (crystal), the jp manga version of blue (the girl, not the rival. the one who fucking hates birds), dawn (dpp), cynthia (dpp), summer (pr:gs), emmet (bw2/post-loa), rosa (bw2), blanche (p!go), selene (sm/usum), nessa (swsh; briefly)

a lot more??????? there's. i'm everywhere, man.

gonna be real with you dog, thinking about this made my head hurt. /lh

[depressedhouseplant]

🔞 In Darkness I Found You 🔞

Chapter 5

Tags: Abortion attempt (retelling)

A/N: Time to welcome another ship to the party

The following week, the bump officially got too big for even Hobi’s loosest shirts. It was like the pup took it as a personal challenge to grow almost normal sized in a week.

“I think it’s time to go shopping,” Hobi said as Yoongi wrestled to keep his belly from sticking out.

“I think you’re right,” he agreed. Hobi gave him a sweatshirt to tie around his waist even though it was late June.

“Pup’s first shopping trip,” Hobi said. “Aren’t you excited, pup?”

“Omega daddy is ready to have clothes that don’t smell like Alpha,” Yoongi teased.

“I don’t smell that bad,” Hobi said.

“You smell good. For an Alpha,” Yoongi teased.

“Hush you. You’re being a bad influence on the pup,” Hobi kissed his mate. Yoongi couldn’t help but smile. He felt comfortable enough with Hobi to tease him. Hobi was taking him shopping for maternity clothes. This was the foolish dream that had kept him going when he was ready to give up. Being pregnant hadn’t been part of it, but Hobi’s enthusiastic acceptance of the pup had made it easier. He loved the pup, but pregnancy had never been kind to him. This would be the first time he’d left the house in over a month. Yuna and Tae had agreed that it was fine for him to be out and about as long as Hobi did all the heavy lifting.

“Ready to go?” Hobi asked.

“Let’s go,” Yoongi replied. It was at least a 20 minute drive to get anywhere from their house and finding a maternity store would require a longer trip. Yoongi didn’t mind. He got to watch out the window & see a world he hadn’t seen in 8 years.

“Great big world out there, eh?” Hobi said.

“I guess it is,” Yoongi said as he kept looking out the window. They finally made it to the shopping center with the maternity store.

“First things first. Need to get you some new clothes,” Hobi helped him out of the car.

“Think they’ll let me wear them out of the store?” Yoongi asked.

“I’m sure once we’ve paid for them and if you ask very nicely,” Hobi replied. They walked into the store and there was a Beta woman standing near the front. She looked sympathetically at Yoongi’s attempt to cover his bump.

“Pup had a bit of a growth spurt,” Yoongi said.

“Happens all the time. Let’s get you some things that fit,” she said. “Boy or girl?”

“It’s a surprise,” Hobi heard Yoongi say as they walked off to get his current measurements. Hobi idly walked around the store as he waited.

“First time dad?” he turned when he heard a voice behind him. A tall, well built Alpha was standing behind him.

“Yup, first one,” Hobi said. “You?”

“Second and third,” he said. “Left the little one at home with a babysitter so my mate could actually shop. He’s never had twins before.”

“Before?” Hobi said, his guard going up.

“He outgrew his clothes from our first one quicker than he thought. All I meant,” the Alpha said quickly.

“Namjoon?” Yoongi said.

“Yoongi?” The Alpha said.

“Wait, you know him?” Hobi’s hackles went up.

“If you’re here, wait, is Jin…?” Yoongi stammered.

“Jin’s fine. I had to pay a small fortune to get him out, but I got him out. He’s around here somewhere,” Namjoon said. Hobi was still on the defensive.

“Hobi, it’s okay. He’s one of the good ones. He never hurt us,” Yoongi put his hand on Hobi’s arm. “Well, never hurt Jin.”

“Yoongi?”

“Jin!” Yoongi practically tackled the heavily pregnant Omega who came up behind him. “I’ve thought about you every day. I’m so glad he got you out. How’s Jisoo?”

“She’s a mess just like her Alpha daddy,” Jin smiled at Namjoon. Then he got a good look at Yoongi. “You’re pregnant?”

“Kind of a long story,” Yoongi looked at the floor.

“I’ll have to hear it sometime,” Jin replied.

Hobi went on alert again. Why was Jin surprised that Yoongi was pregnant? Had he not known? He should’ve known by 3 months. They seemed close.

“Well I don’t know about anyone else, but waiting around while Jin tries on 10 different pairs of jeans has made me hungry,” Namjoon said trying to clear the tension. “Anyone up for lunch?”

“Pups want pizza,” Jin said patting his bump.

“I’ll go pay for those and you go change,” Hobi said to Yoongi.

“Sounds good,” Yoongi followed Hobi halfway to the register. “I’ll tell you what’s going on when we get home. I promise.”

“Okay. I trust you,” Hobi replied. They finished up in the store and joined Jin and Namjoon to go to lunch.

They barely got in the bedroom to put the rest of their purchases away when Yoongi started crying.

“What’s the matter? Do you not feel good?” Hobi asked.

“I wasn’t entirely honest before. I knew I was miscarrying. I tried to kill this pup, Hobi. I tried to kill it so I could escape,” Yoongi sobbed.

“Slow down. What do you mean you tried to kill it?” Hobi questioned.

“I found a weakness in the pen. It was a gap that I knew I could squeeze through if I pulled the chain link right. I also knew there was a door that led from the hospital wing to the pen. If I got to the hospital wing, then I could get to the door and get to the pen. I knew I was pregnant and I counted on the pup belonging to one of the whoremongers. I wouldn’t be using one someone would miss in my plan. Jin was on hormone supplements. He wasn’t going into heat enough and a few Alphas who were still showing up to breed wanted a tall pup. I told him my plan and he gave me some of his hormone supplements to induce the miscarriage. He helped me escape. Obviously my plan worked and I miscarried, but this one hung on,” Yoongi touched his belly. “This one wasn’t going down so easily. That’s why he was surprised when he saw me. He thought I’d succeeded because I escaped.”

“Obviously the world has big plans for this pup,” Hobi said.

“And I tried to kill it,” Yoongi sniffed.

“But you failed and this pup will be the most loved pup in the world, right?” Hobi replied.

Yoongi nodded. Hobi sat next to him and scented him as he rubbed the bump.

“You didn’t know. You were doing what you thought you had to do to escape. Forgive yourself. I love you and I love our pup. Everything will turn out okay,” Hobi told him.

“Will it?” Yoongi asked.

“If nothing else, you have Jin back. You can commiserate over being pregnant,” Hobi said.

“He was there longer than I was and I was there for 8 years. They took away 8 years of my life. I killed an innocent pup and tried to kill this one so I could get out of there. What does that say about me?” Yoongi started sobbing all over again. Hobi hugged him tighter.

“It says you were desperate. It says you were lost. It says you were doing what you thought you had to do. You can’t beat yourself up over a decision you made when you thought you had no other choice. I don’t believe in coincidences. You collapsed in my front yard for a reason. This pup survived for a reason. You’ve brought me more happiness in 2 months than I’ve had in 2 years. You turned a determined bachelor Alpha into a doe eyed mate and father who would move heaven and earth for both of you. I don’t judge you for what you did, Yoongi. Stop judging yourself,” Yoongi started scenting him. “Let’s go show Tae your new clothes. I’m sure he’ll want to see you not in my old clothes.”

“Okay,” Yoongi wiped his eyes.

“I love you, Yoongi,” Hobi kissed him. “I love you no matter what.”

“I love you too, Hobi,” Yoongi replied.

“Come on, new clothes time,” Hobi helped him up. Every time he learned something new about Yoongi’s past, it made him angrier at what this mysterious monster had created.

[namtanlovesfilm]

I saw your recent tag on your explicitly bisexual characters in bls set (i remember when you first posted it!!feels so long ago!) and it got me thinking of a few characters. i don’t really understand the term “explicit” I think, but these characters are not straight and talked about it or mentioned it. I didn't watch half of the series but i saw it on my dash enough to basically know enough lmao. ritsu in the end of the world with you (he said the B✨ word). love in the air payu (he said the B✨ word). rain love in the air (buuut…not explicit i think but it's bi4bi), i thought abt dont say no leon but he said he is pan not bi i think. bad buddy pat, when they have the hotpot double date they talk about it. Hmmm roommates of poongduck i guess but is it explicit ?idk he said to his love interest he didn’t care if he was a guy. In the movie with saint and mean, there’s a guy who tells his mom about liking a boy and a girl. … Was Gav from gameboys bi?  Speaking of which ! The following characters ARE in bls…so 👀 technically 🤷‍♀️ frdttgh. pearl from gameboys, and i think she said the B✨ word. MISS TIFFY MARRY ME PLSSSS hahem from lovely writer. also kitty my girl i love you from dark blue kiss. pa from bad buddy, well.. she said anyone who’s taller than her will do so… i guess it works lmao. And finally, my secret crush, Yuna!! from semantic error, the power she has hm hm. 

So sorry for this word vomit but it’s all i can think of the things i see on my dash, and from stuff i watched two years ago lol. 

…okay in big sense of the term i dont really believe in “bad representation” to some extent concerning overall queer characters, who are a mess or doing something not ‘green flaggy’. With that in mind… the 2 guys i mentioned who have SAID they are BISEXUAL, ritsu and payu, and alex from uwma from your gifset who SAID it too, all three of them… have serious issues lmao can’t take no don’t respect boundaries plays around with feelings. i LOVE ‘messy’ queer and more specifically bi- characters but i JUST realised the only THREE male characters from DRAMAS I KNOW ABOUT who loudly identify as bi are like this. again, it’s just an observation. and i dont watch every bl on the planet moreover 😅 but yeah wow

okay so lots of things to answer lol. first of all when I say explicitly bisexual, it's exactly what is shown in the gifset, it's either saying the word which is very rare, or at least proclaiming that you like both, that don't wanna choose, etc. a LOT of bl characters are bi bc they're shown as having love interests with girls before ending up with a guy, but it's never explicitly said. that's why I appreciate when bi characters get to make it explicit in bls. I didn't watch love in the air & have never heard of the end of the world with you so that's why I couldn't use those as examples, the only recent ones I was thinking about were pat from bb and pete from the player, but that's not enough to make a gifset, is it? :'))) also for poongduck 304 I don't remember him explicitly saying that he's bi, and for von the movie, I know! I giffed that part lol! but it's not a bl so I couldn't include it in the gifset... also for the girlies, I do need to make the girl characters version of that gifset, but so far there's not enough characters ;_; and oh no for all the bi characters using the word openly being toxic, I hate that shit...

xxx

[soggykookiesandcream]

𝐵𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝒴𝑜𝓊 - 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒳𝒳𝒱𝐼𝐼

Yuna's POV

"Why is he coming!" Hoseok whines, "It's our expedition and it's work! Not vacation."

"It's okay, man," Seokjin says, "He just can't stay away from his fiance."

"I am not his fiance," I blush.

"But you would love to be," Hoseok scoffs.

"What is your problem?" I ask.

"My problem is him," he replies.

"I'm sorry there's nothing I can do," I reply.

"There is. Just keep him away from us," he states.

"No," I fight back.

"Hoseok, don't you think you're being ungrateful?" Namjoon asks out of nowhere.

"What?" Hoseok snaps his head to Namjoon.

"He booked us first-class flights, luxury hotels and rooms," Namjoon starts, "And you're here telling Yuna to keep him away after he did so much for us."

"No what-" 

"That's enough, Hoseok. Let's just end this topic here," Seokjin interrupts.

"Good idea," Namjoon leans in to take another drink and returns to reading his file, "We've been assigned this one pyramid which was recently discovered by our satellites."

"Show me," I lean towards Namjoon, "It's really small and why is it away from the centre of pyramids?"

"It's a mystery," he replies.

"I can't wait to check it out," I hop on my seat, "I'm so excited!"

"Me too," Seokjin shoves chips into his mouth.

I lean back into my seat and close my eyes sighing.

"Yuna's on cloud nine, isn't she?" Namjoon chuckles.

"I am," I smile.

"Is it because of Taehyung?" Seokjins asks with his mouth full.

I hum, "Kind of."

"I'm so glad he's keeping you happy," Namjoon says.

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Yoongi's POV

"He's tagging along with us!" Hoseok yells from the other end of the phone.

"What? Why!" I hit the table, "Why does he have to put his annoying ass self in everything."

"He's gonna be with Yuna all the time," Hoseok sighs, "You won't be able to meet her."

"I want to meet her!" I yell.

"Well, you can't!" Hoseok yells back, "I don't know. She isn't gonna listen to me. Just give up on her, man. Just give up," he hangs up.

I sit down frustrated.

"Sir," my guard calls me.

"What?" I snap.

He flinches, "The police are here for.. you?"

"What?" I raise my eyebrows and stand up. The police come rushing into my office.

"Mr Min Yoongi, you are under arrest for taking videos and uploading them to the internet without consent," the officer states.

"No," I shake my head.

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to have a lawyer present during any questioning," the officer cuffs me and pulls me out of my office. I resist but it was of no use. They pull me out of the building into a sea of reporters flashing their cameras at me. I look down trying to avoid them. The officer pushes me into their car and cuffs me to a hook inside.

"I need to call my lawyer!" I yell.

"Remain calm," the officer says, "You will get to make a phone call at the station."

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Taehyung's POV

"Mr Min Yoongi of Em Industry is currently being arrested for invasion of privacy. A few weeks ago, he recorded Mr Kim Taehyung, CEO of Kim Enterprises and a woman named Min Yuna without consent and uploaded it on the internet."

"Mr Kim Taehyung's videos went viral on the internet! Mr Min Yoongi probably gained a lot off of this. What a shameless man!" 

I chuckle as I hear the reporters announce Yoongi's arrest. This is what you get when you mess with the wrong person. I should have just killed you and the rest of your family back then, huh? People like you make me want to stop being nice. I should be nice only to my dear.

I rest my head on the headrest of my chair. My dear is the only one who deserves my kindness. I wish I could take her on a vacation, buy her everything, love her, pleasure her and make love till she cannot handle it. I smile at the thought of a small beach date with her, me on my knees with a ring, proposing to her, her sweet smile when she says yes, or maybe a few tears of happiness? I chuckle. I'll hold her in my arms and kiss her softly as the sun sets into the water, I'll plan a grand wedding and marry her. She'll be my wife, she'll be mine. Mine to love, mine to touch, mine to enjoy, mine to do everything. I'll love her so much. And then, I'll make her the mother of my kids. I smile. By the time I'm married to her, I'll have already told her who I am and what I am. I would be able to assure her that she will go through no pain during pregnancy. I can't wait. 

"Sir?" I hear my secretary, "Did you see the news?"

"Yes," I grin.

"You must be happy," he smiles

"I am," I reply, "But he'll probably get out soon with his influence."

"We can lock him in with your influence!" My secretary suggests.

"No," I chuckle, "I want him to come out and suffer."

"You're very evil, sir," he chuckles, "Do you need something?"

"Nope," I dismiss him and take out my phone to see my lock screen. She is so beautiful. I sigh and open her contact and call her.

"Hello," she says from the other side, "Is my baby missing me?"

"Very much," I whisper, "Your baby is missing you."

"Aww," she giggles, "Just be patient, baby. I'll get home soon after work. You can see me then."

I just stay silent.

"Is there a problem, Taehyung?" She asks, "Do you have to stay late at your office or something? If so, I can come to your office after work."

"No, no," I shake my head and smile.

"Then why were you silent?" She asks.

"I just didn't know what to say," I reply, "Words are so inferior against your love."

She giggles. I can imagine her blushing, "So cheesy. I'm hanging up, baby. See you at home."

"Wait!" I stop her.

"What?" She asks.

"Check the news," I tell her.

"Oh..? Okay," she says, "Is that all?"

"Yes, don't forget to check," I remind her, "Bye, dear."

"Bye!" She hangs up.

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Hoseok's POV

Yuna rushes into our room and switches the TV on. 

"Yuna, why are you turning the TV on-" Namjoon asks being annoyed.

"I'm just gonna check the news," she states as she surfs the channels.

"When did Yuna start watching the news?" Seokjin laughs.

"Never," she sighs as she gets to a news channel, "Taehyung told me to check the news."

"Mr Min Yoongi of Em Industry arrested for invasion of privacy! He was proved of recording Mr Kim Taehyung, CEO of Kim Enterprises and a woman named Min Yuna without consent and uploading it on the internet. This happened several times and several videos of them were uploaded."

"EH!" A man on the TV says, "He is probably going to come out with nothing more than a slap to the wrist. Police never do anything to the rich people."

My eyes widen, "What the hell?"

Yuna scoffs, "He deserves it."

"No, he doesn't!" I yell as I get a phone call. I step aside and answer the call.

"Hello, Hoseok," I hear a familiar deep voice, "I assume that you saw the news. I just wanted to remind you that,"

"You will be the next if you don't stay out of my way."

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