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sinofwriting · 9 months

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Fans and Press - Oscar Piastri

Words: 776 Summary: Oscar finds out from a reporter that his girlfriend was spotted at a hospital. Note(s): Did a poll to see if people would want this and it was a majority yes. Also based on me having to get an MRI earlier today. Already got the results back, but have to wait for my doctor to call to discuss, but it’s looking like I’m getting surgery. Wish me luck!

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Oscar could feel his jaw twitch. He hated having to deal with media after DNFing. It was all part of the job, but it wasn’t his favorite. Though media duties in general weren’t his favorite thing.

He nods along to what the reporter from Sky Sports is saying to him, wiping a hand over his forehead, just wishing to get through debrief and sit in his driver's room. Call his girlfriend back, knowing she’ll have already seen the results and called him.

The sound of her name snaps him out of thoughts. Reporters had never brought her up. They were the definition of private not secret. “What?” “Your girlfriend,” the reporter repeats. “Was spotted at the hospital by a fan. Apparently getting an MRI. Is her visiting the hospital possibly the reason for what happened today?” His jaw nearly drops, disbelief and concern wanting to show on his face, but he just shakes his head. “What happened today was unfortunate. But it had nothing to do with personal things going on.” and before he can stop himself, media training disappearing for a moment. “Besides can’t be the reason If I didn’t know that was happening.” He winces immediately after making the comment, at the way the reporter's eyes widen, and he’s thankful when he’s pulled away by his press officer.

“I’m sorry.” He apologizes immediately, as soon as they are away from the media. She shakes her head, “That was mild and easily dealt with. Call your girlfriend, write a report of what happened today and get out of here. A full debrief will happen when you go back to Woking for testing.” He wants to question it, the whole thing sounding too good to be true, but he couldn’t risk it being taken away. Not when concern is taking over his whole being now that he’s in private.

He rushes to his driver's room, striping out of his race suit and fire proofs as he dials her number.

She picks up after three rings, “Oscar, baby, I-“ He cuts her off before she can continue. “Are you okay? Is everything alright?” “What? Oscar, are you okay?” “A reporter told me that someone saw you at a hospital. Getting a scan.” He holds his breath as he waits for her to answer, hoping that it’s not true. That the fan was just mistaken. “Oh,” the quiet response tells him all he needs to know and he’s never been more thankful that he's not a messy guy, his suitcase already packed sitting by the door. With a pair of socks, underwear, sweatpants, and hoodie sitting on his couch ready for him to put on.

“What happened?” “Oscar, maybe we should wait until your home.” The usual warm feeling of her calling his apartment, well their apartment, home isn’t there. There’s just dread sitting heavy in his stomach. “I want to know now.” “You won’t be able to sit through debrief if I tell you now.” “I don’t have a debrief. I got told to call you, do a report and get to you and that’s what I’m doing.”

There’s silence for a moment and then she sighs.

“Don’t be mad.” He says her name, already not liking where this is going. “I’ve been having some pain for the past few months.” “What?” He nearly shouts. Pulling his phone away from his ear he puts on speaker before googling flights and pulling on the clothes he set out earlier. Hoping there will be something sooner than tomorrow afternoon. “It’s not anything too serious. I just,” she stops and he stops searching, anger and hurt simmering inside of him. “I should have told you.” He’s silent, but resumes his searching. Clicking on a flight that leaves in three hours and thankfully doesn’t have any connectors. “The doctor thinks it’s a muscle tear.” He takes a sharp breath. “If that is what it is, I’ll have to get surgery. It all depends on what imaging says.” “I thought muscle tears could heal on their own.” “They can. But if they are going to heal on their own they do it within two to four weeks. It’s been longer than that for me.”

“Are you okay?” He asks. “Are you in pain?” “I’m alright, baby. Promise. They gave me some muscle relaxers, they help.” “But you are in pain.” “Only when I do certain things. But it’s nothing I can’t handle.” “Darling,” he says pained. “I’m okay, Os. I promise. My doctor will call me sometime tomorrow with the results.” “I’m coming home now. There’s a flight that leaves in three hours.” His voice turns soft, “I’ll be home soon.” “Okay,” she pauses. “I love you.” “I love you too.”

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unreliablesnake · 1 year

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Animals (Simon "Ghost" Riley x reader)

Summary: Ghost hates you. But he's also slightly obsessed with you. This duality leads to an encounter that satisfies his needs, but only releases the beast inside.

Note: Based on this poll and Maroon 5's song Animals. I hope you'll like this. Tell me what you think.

Part 2

Warnings: toxic!Ghost, afab!reader, p in v, oral sex (m receiving), deepthroat, unprotected sex, etc. MINORS DNI!!!

You ending up in the 141 was a punishment. Well, at least it felt like it. Every time you moved, you felt Ghost's darkened eyes following you suspiciously, making sure you didn't do anything stupid, anything that could compromise the task force.

You had worked together in the past, before this team was even assembled, and you went against his order on that mission. He was fucking pissed, refusing to talk to you because otherwise he would have yelled at you without stopping. He didn't tell you why exactly he was mad, after all the mission was a success despite your disobedience.

And now he held a grudge, making you uncomfortable with the heavy silence whenever you were left alone somewhere. You tried to avoid him, desperately clinging to the other members of the team to be saved, but somehow he always found a way to make you feel like shit.

"Behave out there," he once barked as he looked over at you gearing up before leaving the base.

That was all he said. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Price give him a disapproving look, but that didn't seem to bother him. He just returned his attention to his vest, checking if everything was in place. Soap asked him why he was so mad, but Ghost ignored him.

Under the quiet surface the lieutenant was fuming from anger, feeling desperate now that he had to babysit you on the field. He had tried to convince Price to let you work with him and Gaz, hoping this way he would have to spend as little time with you as it was absolutely necessary. But it didn't work and he was stuck with you.

You were annoying, and reckless, and disobedient, but god damn it, you were so hard to resist. A deeply hidden part of his brain was craving you, flashing images of you being naked in his bed, whimpering pathetically as he fucked you.

It was excruciating, having these opposite feelings for you. One half hated you and would have given everything to be able to cut you out of his life entirely, while his other half wanted to own every inch of you.

When the mission was over, things returned to normal. You went home, relieved to be able to spend some time away from his judging eyes. You went to a beauty salon to have your hair done, you did some grocery shopping, and once you got back to your apartment, you cooked yourself a delicious meal.

It was such a nice change, just sitting at the dining table with the plate in front of you, a glass of wine waiting for you to drink it, and your favorite playlist playing in the background. Nights like this you considered quitting, giving up your current lifestyle to have a relatively normal life. Maybe you could finally have a stable relationship, something more meaningful than a string of one-night stands.

Later you poured yourself another glass of wine and went to the living room, getting lost in the rhythm of the music your body swayed to without thinking. You were having fun on your own, for the first time in months feeling good in your skin. No evil glares, no rude comments. Only the safety of your home.

What you couldn't know was that you weren't completely alone. From down the street, Ghost was watching you, his phone's camera focusing on you before snapping some photos. Photos he would store on a safe drive at home, hidden in secret folders along with the hundreds if not thousands of pictures he had taken of you in secret.

He wondered if you knew everyone could see you in nothing but your lingerie, a piece of clothing that wrapped around your skin so perfectly that the sight made his mouth water under the mask.

Ghost was the predator and you were his prey, the innocent little animal having no idea that a beast like him was stalking her. If you knew, you would probably run and hide, but he would find you, after all he could smell your scent from miles.

When you turned off the lights and probably went to bed finally, he went home as well and spent the rest of the night lying awake in bed, thinking about you with his hand tightly wrapped around his cock, pumping slowly as he imagined finally having you the way he wanted.

The next day he was in front of your apartment again, knowing perfectly well you had only gone to a bakery across the street to get something for breakfast. While on a mission about a year ago, around the same time his twisted obsession with you had begun, he stole your phone and installed a software to keep track of your whereabouts.

He hated himself for feeling this way about you, he despised this primal need to have you pinned under his body. It was all so vulgar, so obscene that he tried not to think about it when he was on a mission. But when he was home? Then he would let his needs loose, which usually ended up with him following you around.

Today was shopping day. You went to buy some clothes apparently, and while he waited for you outside the stores, Ghost couldn't help but imagine the way you undressed in the fitting room. He wished he could see you strip for him, slowly getting rid of your clothes, taking them off one by one before throwing them into a corner.

You met a friend for lunch, the two of you chatting casually about their relationship issues, even gossiping about friends you both knew. Who dated who, who had a new job, plastic surgery, family issues, and so on. It was all so normal that you couldn't thank them enough for their time.

What you didn't talk about was work. Your job, specifically. The tiring months away from home, the constant sense of danger, the sleepless nights in uncomfortable cots and beds, and the disappointed looks you constantly got from your superior.

Because Ghost was always in the back of your mind, the look he gave you whenever his eyes landed on you engraved in your brain. It was suffocating you, giving you barely enough time to fully relax. Alcohol could help, but you didn't want to turn yourself into an alcoholic just to get through the day.

After you got home you began to binge-watch rom-coms from the early 2000s, completely forgetting about time along the way. You were only snapped out of this sweet haze when your doorbell rang, reminding you that people outside this apartment existed.

Your good mood evaporated the moment you opened the door and found yourself looking at Ghost's tall frame, his tattooed forearm resting on the doorframe as he looked down at you. You opened your mouth to say something, to find out what in the hell he was doing there, but no sound left your throat.

The lieutenant had enough of waiting and simply let himself in, pushing you out of the way to enter. As he had sat in the cafe across the street about an hour ago, keeping an eye on the main entrance of the building, Ghost thought about what to do with you.

"We need to sort things out," he announced when you closed the door and slowly dragged yourself closer to him.

You froze like a deer in the headlights, your big beautiful eyes slowly blinking at him as if you didn't understand a word he said. Then he noticed a glint in your eyes, as if you'd just woken up from a dream.

"Get the fuck out of my place. We'll sort this out when we're on a mission," you said angrily, your voice surprisingly stern as you spoke.

You were confident now, okay. He could handle that. He could sure as hell fuck this confidence out of you. Without hesitation he pushed off his mask then put a hand on the back of your neck, pulling you into a messy and hungry kiss. You tried to resist, to push him away, but he only used his free hand to stop you from squirming around.

In a matter of short minutes you stopped resisting him, giving up your common sense and giving in to the need he knew you also felt. It had to end this way, there was no other ending to your story. When he gently bit your lower lip, a deep moan escaped your throat, a sound that only made it harder to behave.

"I hate you," you breathed between kisses.

It was okay. He didn't need you to love him or even like him. What he felt wasn't love. It was lust with a hint of some dangerous obsession, something he simply couldn't control. "The feeling's mutual, love. But let's be honest, you're enjoying it just as much as I do."

And damn it, he was right. His kiss, his touch was intoxicating, making you feel so good in such a short amount of time. When he asked you where the bedroom was, you immediately told him, this time obeying him without thinking.

He undressed you, taking away each piece of clothing with care, his fingers exploring the skin they had been hiding all along. When you were standing in front of him completely naked, he ordered you to lie down on the bed with your head hanging down over the edge. Deep down you knew what he wanted to do, and it made you excited.

As you got into position, he quickly undressed himself, revealing his hard, throbbing cock that made your mouth water. You were a little worried, having no idea if his length would fit into your mouth, and already knowing your jaw would hurt after this. But you wanted to do it, you wanted him to use your mouth and throat like a fleshlight.

And Ghost was more than happy to give you what you were waiting for, he also needed this to ease the excitement that was slowly killing him. He took his cock in his hand, stroking it a few times to cover it with his pre-cum before reaching out with his free hand to pry your pretty mouth open. "Open up, baby," he told you.

You obediently did what he ordered, and he slowly pushed the head between your lips, at first just warming you up with small thrusts. But then he dived in deeper, going until the tip reached your throat, making you gag a little.

That didn't stop him, though, he kept fucking your mouth without hesitation. "Fuck, you're such a good little slut, taking my cock like this," he groaned, his hand stroking your cheek. Once he knew you relaxed enough to take him so well, he reached out to tease your cunt, brushing it with his palm, enjoying the wetness that covered his hand.

You could feel the tears form in your eyes as he kept going, wondering how long you would be able to have him in you without feeling your jaw being too sore for it. But when he touched you, all of your doubt disappeared, giving space to the need to have his long fingers inside you, fucking you on both sides.

When he finally began to pump his fingers inside you, you moaned against his cock, a sound that made him groan. "You like it? I can do this all day to you, sweetheart," he said, out of breath. He was close, you could feel it, but you weren't too far behind thanks to his experienced fingers.

It was embarrassing to even think about this happening to you. It wasn't the sex that bothered you, more that it was him from all people. Ghost hated you, you knew he had been honest when he told you that, and you weren't lying either. But this was different, this was so dirty and primal, something you definitely wouldn't tell anyone.

Something that shouldn't happen again.

But now you enjoyed it. You loved to feel his cum on your face when he came, while your juices were dripping out of you, covering his fingers that kept fucking you through your orgasm.

When he was done, he went to the bathroom to get a towel so he could clean your face, an act that was surprisingly tender. He kept telling you what a good girl you'd been, how much he enjoyed having you like this. "It's probably the tension between us. Hate sex suits us," he offered a possible explanation with the hint of a smile.

It didn't take him long to get hard again, and he picked you up like a ragdoll and tossed you into the position he wanted you to be in for him. Ass in the air, resting your weight on your forearms. That's what he wanted, admiring the view of your cunt that was still glistering from the remains of your high.

He couldn't hold himself back, he simply couldn't wait to let you get used to his girth, to slowly and carefully stretch you for himself. Instead he pushed all of length inside with one thrust, the tip reaching your cervix and drawing a pathetic cry out of you. He loved this sound, it only made him go on harder, soon picking up a steady pace.

His hands were gripping your hips so tightly that you just knew it would leave a bruise behind, but you didn't mind, not as long as he made you feel this good. He was pushing you close to your limit, testing how much you could take without breaking.

Your forehead hit the mattress, teeth sinking into your hand to bite back your moans, for some reason thinking you had to be quiet because of your neighbors. But Ghost wasn't fond of the muffled noises apparently, because he reached out to pull your head away from your hand. "I wanna hear you, love," he said quietly.

His breathing suddenly changed, a telltale sign that he was close to his own climax. He put one hand on your stomach, and another arm around your neck to pull you up against his chest, his pace never slowing, his thrusts just as deep as before.

You were lost in the sensation, your brain not functioning properly anymore as you let him use you as some filthy fucktoy. Ghost knew what he was doing, and he could certainly read your body language perfectly well to know what you did and didn't like. Whenever he got too rough, the chokehold he had you in becoming too tight for you liking, he eased up.

But when he came, filling you with his cum in the company of a series of deep growls and groans, he reached down to rub your clit, making sure you climaxed as well. You threw your head back against his shoulder, looking him in the eye as you came down from your high.

Your body went limp, and if he hadn't held you tightly, you would've fallen face first into the mattress. "Are you okay?" he asked you quietly, placing a kiss on your head.

You mumbled something under your breath, but it didn't make any sense. You couldn't speak, not yet. This was more intense than anything you'd ever experienced, your brain definitely needed time to catch up with your body.

"Hey, are you listening?" When you didn't answer, he began to laugh. "Damn, I really fucked you brainless, didn't I?"

Ghost couldn't hide his smile, satisfied to see you in this state, feeling proud that he could achieve his goal. You weren't cocky or confident anymore, you were just a brainless meat sack, with no coherent thoughts in your brain.

Not long after this you fell asleep, and Ghost used this time to take a look around your apartment. He checked your clothes, surprised to find so many beautiful dresses in your closet, along with some sexy lace bras that you definitely didn't wear on missions. Then he went to the living room where he found photos on the shelves, probably ones with your family on them.

Your phone was on the coffee table so he checked that as well, glad to know your password. He went through your emails and instant messages to see who you were talking to, and he became furious when he saw your Tinder dates messaging you, asking for another meeting.

That was more than enough for him, he simply gathered his things and left without waking you or leaving a note behind. He needed time to calm down, preferably far from you. While he still hated you, still wished he could get rid of you forever, that stupid obsessed part of him was still there in the back of his mind, making him feel jealous.

When he returned home, he connected his secret drive to his laptop to go through the photos and videos he stored on it. Fucking you wasn't enough apparently, his mind kept returning to you, the need to keep an eye on you coming back without a warning.

With a sigh he checked the app on his phone the next evening, noting that you were in some bar near your apartment. You probably went there with a friend, but something told him it could just as well be some guy that was sending messages to you. He had to go there and see it for himself. If he didn't, he wouldn't be able to sleep that night.

Weeks passed without you hearing from Ghost. You still thought about him, feeling disgusted that you actually liked the way he fucked you that day. But now that you were going on another mission, you began to wonder what things would be like between you now. Would he be nicer to you finally? Would he at least give you some credit?

In the end none of this happened. When you met again, you were greeted by his cold, dead eyes, his words sounding harsher than ever before. You overheard Soap telling about this to Gaz, and the two men began to wonder how long it would be before Price stepped in. They were right. The captain wasn't fond of this kind of behavior, especially not when it was a lieutenant treating his own sergeant like this.

"You stay put," Ghost told you when you began to get out of the car.

You looked over at Soap with a questioning look, but he only shrugged in response, having no idea what was happening. "Why?" you asked your superior.

He inhaled and exhaled slowly with closed eyes to calm himself. "Because I said so. Stay in the car and don't move."

"Lt., we need all the help we can get out there," Soap tried as he walked around the car and stopped next to the other man. "Just let her come with us."

But he didn't listen, only shut the door in your face and signaled the Scot to follow him. You didn't know why he had to be like this with you. Apart from that one time you had disobeyed him, you never gave him a reason to treat you like this.

Ghost's blood pressure had to be off the charts as he walked away from the car. Soap kept talking, trying to convince him to let you join them, but he didn't give in. He couldn't give in. His mixed feelings for you couldn't cloud his judgment. He was your higher up, he had every right to tell you what to do.

Even if that need probably came from the frustration he felt whenever he followed you around outside of missions. There he couldn't talk to you, couldn't tell you what to do, where to go, who to talk to. Nothing. He had absolutely no control over your life.

Fuck. So his decision really did come from those mixed feelings. Price had noticed something was wrong between the two of you a long time ago, and he warned him before leaving the base that day. "Treat her right. I don't want unnecessary tension in the team," he said.

Letting out a sigh, he turned to the sergeant. "Soap, go back for her. I hope she won't fuck this up for us this time," he said, hoping he would pass this message on.

"Aye, sir," the Scot said with a smile. "I'll be right back with her."

Ghost truly hoped he wouldn't regret this. You were distracting him, especially since he finally had to chance to sleep with you. He had withdrawal symptoms that were getting worse by each day, reminding him that you were like a fucking drug that he couldn't get out of his mind.

No. Focus. He had to focus. Shit. Why was this so hard all of a sudden?

"What changed your mind? Suddenly remembered that I'm part of the team?" you asked when you and Soap caught up with him.

Turning to you, the lieutenant gave you a sharp look. If he ever had the chance to fuck you again, you would definitely pay for this question. Just one chance. That's all he wanted to correct your behavior.

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ayacokeandpepsi · 2 months

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Pt. 2 of Fboy! Enhypen w/n1ki as requested from poll results!

Cw:, Japanese (translated) (not that much-mostly in English) -it will be in in different color and with English meaning next to it

Word count: a lot omg sorry for yapping also not proofread cause I wrote this on my tiny ass iPhone SE 😭

This is part 1 of the Niki one, part 2 coming soon

Background: you are collaborating with Enhypen for a record/album and you are an idol who is a rapper/singer. Reader speaks Japanese slightly.

You first learned of the new and hot boy group Enhypen when their company reached out to you in hope for a collaboration, so you did your research and found them to be interesting.

You first met them when you did a collab for a TikTok dance video to one of your songs that was trending, with the star dancer of the group, Niki.

He seemed weird to you because he didn’t make that much eye contact when speaking to you, but he was staring when he thought you were looking away. He also was a bit harsh when you did the dance to Sweet Venom for the other video, which was hard for you to follow since the choreography was not something you were used to.

“No no,” he said slightly annoyed when trying to teach you the movements. You let out a nervous laugh, getting annoyed at him. “No you’re not doing it right,” he sighed, he came up from behind you and grabbed your wrist and moved it the way it was supposed to go, surprising you and making you red.

He also seemed to not have noticed when he did that because after a few seconds his eyes widened and let go of your wrist, looking away.

Overall, the first meeting with him was awkward and uncomfortable.

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You found yourself that evening on their TikTok account, watching the video of you two dancing over and over again. You were annoyed at how cocky he was in the videos, making it seem like he was effortlessly perfect to the world.

You scoffed. But for some reason, you couldn’t take your eyes off his. You would be lying if you said you didn’t find him attractive and charismatic. You hated that he was. It made him more annoying to you, a feeling unfamiliar to you. And you didn’t like it.

You looked at the comments. Wow Niki is so good at dancing. Niki is so handsomeeee. You rolled your eyes.

You then saw some even worse comments. Who is this girl? Wow Niki is such a good person for making a video with a fan! A fan?! These Korean fans did not know you as well as Enhypen, but you expected them to know you enough to know you aren’t some fan. That was enough to tap on the stupid clock app icon and delete it, not caring about your media profile.

You harshly turned off your phone along with the lights and slept.

Tomorrow was when you were supposed to do some recording with them for the first song in the album.

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You wake up to a bunch of notifications from Instagram on your posts, full of noooo why did she delete her TikTok, and what if they are dating? Comments. You cursed, knowing your manager would be mad not letting him know if advance to deleting a social media profile.

You got out of your hotel bed sheets, reaching your arms up and letting out a sigh.

You were only in Seoul for a few months, but still nervous since your Korean is limited.

Luckily you can speak Japanese slightly better, even though you wished it was another member who could speak it, it would still be helpful even if it was the one you didn’t like.

Luckily your manager was fluent in Korean as well as English and Mandarin, for when you go on tours to other countries.

You decided to pick up Japanese a few years ago so you could understand AKB48 songs when you were young, not really having any other use for it where you lived, though you still continued to learn.

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You made your bed and opened the hotel blinds, the weather was cloudy and rainy today it seemed. You closed them again before changing into your outfit of the day, a basic training outfit, sweatpants with an off the shoulder crop sweater and Air Force ones.

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When you got to the studio, only the staff were there, soon to leave once the members got here. You liked to be early. Fashionably early, you like to tell yourself to make it sound cool.

You played around with the beats and samples on the studio devices, having your headphones in and being into it, so you were surprised when the members walked in.

You already met them each, not individually except Niki. You said your hellos and greetings before they asked to listen to what you were working on.

You obliged because they genuinely seemed interested, not liking your own work and being self critical though, so it took some convincing of them.

They all seemed to really like it, each of them adding on pieces to grow on the song. It must have been a few hours, and everyone seemed to grow hungry and packed up and said their goodbyes. Niki still acted a bit weird, he was closely monitoring you when you couldn’t see him, barely praising you and scoffing when you said “I don’t want the choreography to be a lot “ followed by nervous laughter from you.

Jungwon got your number and added it to a group chat with all of the members.

(Group chat)

Jungwon: thank you for meeting with us y/n!

Jake: yes good work everyone.

You: yes good job all

You: I was hoping if we could make the choreography easy since you guys are really advanced?

Heeseung: okay, we can help you as well

Jake: yeah ^

Niki: maybe if you just tried it would be less difficult

Jay: Niki be nice

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Niki scoffed reading his phone. Why should HE have to go easy on you because you didn’t know how to dance? You just had to show off your producing skills, and act like it was terrible on top of that! He was beyond annoyed.

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(Private message)

Jake: hey I’m sorry about Niki he can be a little rude at first but he’s not like this when you get to know him.

You: it’s nothing haha

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The next day, you came in late to the recording studio because of an accident near your route. You walked into the massive building, iced coffee in hand and your purse in the other, hurriedly walking through the halls and to the elevator.

You weren’t focused on where you were going, your glasses fell down a little too low from the bridge of your nose, making it hard to see.

You waited shortly for the elevator doors to open, not looking before entering and hitting someone.

You look up to see none other than Niki, looking concerned, you just noticed how you spilled your coffee on your top, your white top, exposing your black bra underneath.

Niki stuttered “you-um,” his eyes looked toward the ceiling. You quickly set your cup on the floor with your purse, thankfulling remebering you had a spare top in it.

You had an idea, realizing that he already saw you basically in your bra, so you didn’t care. You told him to press the close door button and quickly unbuttoned your soaked top, taking it off.

His face grew red, his words were just stutters “what are you-whoa! But,” he stammered, looking at everything but you.

You quickly pulled out the small but clean black tank top out of your purse and put it on.

“How could you just-“ he says, still not able to look at you in the eye. “Did you have a better idea?” You remark. “It’s either you see me with a bra or every staff and other member would see me after I get off this elevator.” You reason.

He swallowed. “Are you, like, good now?” He asks. You look at his eyes, his pupils were dilated fully, it was like all the annoying things he did just melted away.

He scoffed. “I’ll take that as a yes then”. The elevator doors opened, you explained to some concerned staff that you just spilled your coffee, cleaning it up. You were so glad no cameras were in that elevator.

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Niki was quiet the entire day, his face red when you spoke with him, looking away from you.

By the time the sky was black and the city lights were shining, everyone was leaving.

You got up to leave, but tripped over a cord on the floor which caused your purse to fall and all of your items in it scatter.

Heeseung, Niki and Sunghoon were walking out when the saw this and offered to help but Niki suggested they go on and he would help you.

Niki kneeled down on the floor and helped you pick up some items. His eyes glazed over a set of Kanji flash cards and quickly grabbed them.

You didn’t notice until he stopped moving. You say his hand. “What’s wrong?” You asked. “You speak Japanese?” He asked.

“Not well,” you responded shamefully.

“Kawaii ne,” cute, isn’t it he mumbled as he teased.

You glared at him. “Don’t make fun of me.”

“ いいえ　いいえ、no no I don’t mean to make fun of you,” he giggled

You sighed. “Thank you for helping me pick up my stuff,” you said genuinely.

He helped you up, his hand was so much bigger than yours. You scoffed in your mind.

The two of you walked into the elevator, silent and awkward.

“You know, I don’t have a problem with you,” he confessed, his lips curling into a soft smirk.

Your eyes widened but quickly looked away. “Well I mean that’s good-we have to work together so-“ he grabbed your wrist, pulling you closer.

“That’s not what I mean,” he said playfully.

“Gosh you’re so cute,” he teased.

You rolled your eyes and looked away, but he grabbed your chin and made you look at him.

“Now you’re the one who can’t look at my eyes,” he whispered with a smile

The elevator dinged before opening, he softly let you go and walked you to your car before leaving to the groups’ van, winking at you.

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You took a nap on the ride to your new hotel, which was farther away.

You awoke when your manager opened the door.

This hotel was small, but discreet and comfortable. Probably for celebrities not wanting to be noticed.

You checked into your room, it was at the top floor, and your room was big, there was a bath and a separate shower, the bed was king size and you had your own kitchen.

You opened the fridge to see a note saying “thank you for staying with us, we offer a spa on this floor, to the right of the laundry room. There are massages, nail artists and acupuncture available. If you would like to visit: please text this number xxx xxx xxxx and select which time you will be visiting.”

Your eyes lit up at the thought of a massage and some new nails, your current ones looking desperate.

You texted the number listed and made an appointment for an hour later.

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You dressed in the hotel provided lounge clothings that they said to wear to the spa, and locked your room before heading there.

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You felt so relaxed, your back feeling better and your nails looking pretty. They were simple, medium long almond nails in the shade of pink that makes your skin look glowing, with some cat eye polish.

You thanked and tipped the workers and left the spa, looking at your phone to take a pic of your nails to send to your friend, not paying attention to your surroundings, also partly because you had a little to drink with the complementary champagne they offered at the spa.

You slightly stumbled before bumping into someone’s shoulder, causing you to fall over.

They quickly grabbed our wrist, not letting you fall.

You apologized and thanked them before looking up and seeing …. Niki??

“What are you doing here??”

“You need to watch where you’re going, silly girl,” he teases

“Did your manager not tell you that we would be with you in the hotel since we are all going to a new set location tomorrow?” He asks you, feeling cocky

“No, you can let go of me now thank you” you reply.

He looks at your hand and smirks. “Your fingers are so small, are these new?” He points to your nails.

“Yeah” you whisper

“きれいですね。” it’s pretty isn’t it. He traces your hand.

“Shut up” you roll your eyes.

“I mean it, they are pretty,” his gaze softens as his eyes meet yours

He let’s go of your hand. “You are so clumsy, you know that?” He scolds you

“Yeah well it’s not my fault the champagne was so good” you sigh

“Oh?” He smirks.

You scoff. “Leave me alone, silly boy” you tease back at him.

He grabs your other hand this time. “Hey, wait,” he says softly.

“Where are you going?”

“Back to my room to sleep” you reply casually

“Sleep? It’s so early though, and you need to brush your teeth after drinking” he whines

You start walking, and he follows you.

“I’m bored, stay with me” he pleas

“Why don’t you go be bored with your members?” You suggest dismissively.

“Because none of the members are cute~” he teases in a fake voice, which causes you to laugh. He smiles softly and locks his eyes with yours. Your eyes soften.

“Thank you for helping me pick up my shit today,” you whisper, not breaking eye contact.

He smiles. “It’s nothing.”

End<3 part 2 coming soon

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Your Option for {Unwanted Soul}

Okay, I saw that this story basically got blown up. The likes and comments showed it. What caught my attention are the requests. At the time I'm writing this post, there's 1 for doting and 1 for more parts for this story. These are just fine.

My concern is on the request for the same scene: Alastor's battle with Adam. The few requests are heading in different directions and it's a bit hard to satisfy all. So gotta ask you guys to poll on this

For now I'm a bit busy with my life outside here, so I'm marking down down the requests and what to write when I get the time. Feel free to comment your thoughts on this

*Please press the link at the start of this post if you haven't read the story yet.

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i know he didnt win the poll, but coffeeshop!joe deserves a short little follow up because i miss him and i want to know how he's doing

GIRL the way i've held onto this request for weeks because i wanted to use this for @ghostinthebackofyourhead's birthday (which is TODAY surprise, pls go wish her a happy birthday, she's the loveliest) im sorry it took forever, but here you go! Wordcount: 1.6K

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Sunshine Blend Blonde Roast

“I don’t want to... intrude, even though, you kind of make it really impossible not to,” you colleague said whilst finishing up two cappuccinos for a customer as he looked over the machine at Joe.

“Intrude, my guy. You have a free pass to intrude whenever,” you quipped and threw him a plastic lid when you saw him reach for one.

“What did you do?” he said it soft enough for Joe not to hear, but loud enough for you to hear over the music just fine.

You grinned as you wiped down the counters.

“I did absolutely nothing,”

“Then why has he been sat there, glaring at you for... what's it been? Must have nearly been an hour now...”

From behind the coffee machine, the two of you just openly looked at Joe who didn’t shy away from staring right back at you, frowning deeply still.

“Sometimes,” you started, and couldn’t help but laugh before you could finish that sentence. It was the infectious type of giggle. The cackle your co-worker couldn’t help but smile at, even though he had no idea what was so funny.

“Sometimes he gets really mad at me just because I’m just so stinkin' cute,”

You saw Joe narrow his eyes from where he was sat, looking at you over his coffee cup which you knew must have been either empty, or cold by now.

He'd clearly heard you.

“Is that the problem?” you asked, voice louder now. “Am I being too cute today?”

You knew it wasn’t why Joe had sat down at a table by himself, just to wait out your shift. Joe was annoyed that you’d even taken on a shift in the first place, because who the fuck decides to work on their birthday if they don’t have to?

Well. You did.

Because a colleague had asked the full groupchat if someone could cover for him tomorrow, because he’d forgotten he had tickets for a festival, and then no one had replied in over an hour. And, you know, you didn’t really have plans – not that you knew about anyway – so, why not help out a friend?

“Go party, my man, I’ve got you,” you’d texted back and then you’d neglected to tell Joe about it until the next day when you were about to leave to go to work.

Apparently, Joe did have plans for you.

Obviously.

It was your birthday, after all.

“I don’t think that’s the issue,” you colleague said when Joe’s facial expression didn’t falter.

“Oh man, I’m not?” It wasn’t busy in the coffee shop, but the people that were in were all most definitely trying to follow what was currently happening between the loud girl behind the counter and the grumpy man who kept eerily quiet for someone being spoken to like that.

You sucked in air through your teeth and shook your head.

“Dangerous game to play, not calling a girl cute on her birthday, I don’t know how that could ever end well...”

“It’s your birthday?” your colleague had no idea.

“Oh, you’re adorable!” Joe suddenly shouted across the shop, all sarcastic. It just made you grin wider and scrunch up your nose at him.

“Happy birthday!” your colleague said.

“Thank you.” You replied but kept your eye-contact with Joe which was turning more challenging by the second.

“You’re starting to freak out our other customers, though,”

You noticed someone to the side who kind of waited to walk through your line of sight from each other, not wanting to get stuck in the crossfire. A little like they were waiting for one of you to take pic of the other and they didn’t want to ruin the snapshot, which was hilarious.

“No, please," you gestured for them to walk. "Don’t worry about him. He’s all bark, no bite,” you kindly spoke to them as they let out a relieved chuckle before they made their way to the door. The comment made Joe roll his eyes.

The little break from looking at Joe gave your colleague the chance to place two dirty blenders into your hands for you to rinse, and just for a second you got back to work. Sang and moved a bit to the music you had playing, all pleased with yourself because you’d stocked everything up behind the counter, and then had wiped it all clean, so it all looked very nice and organised.

T'was very satisfying.

You fucking loved your job.

“Okay, now he’s starting to freak me out a little bit,”

“Joe, stop staring,” you called, not looking up from your task at hand, and you heard a soft snicker come from his direction.

“I think you’re right,” you then said to your colleague. “I don’t think my overall cuteness is the issue here,”

“I think,” you placed the now rinsed blenders back in their spot and turned back to give Joe a glance. “I think it’s got something to do with Joe not being allowed behind the counter and the fact that he owes me a lot of birthday kisses still,”

“You’ve gotten plenty birthday ki–” Joe called, sort of too loudly for your colleague to be comfortable with.

But you made it worse, because you cut him off with your voice raised even louder, saying “One for every year I’ve been alive, Joe! That’s how birthday kisses work!” You played being annoyed with him, knowing it was all games.

Joe loved being in the coffee shop whilst you worked. Gave him a chance to just sit back and watch you. Just, working. Being yourself. And he got to do all openly without having to pretend he wasn’t looking whenever you glanced over at him.

Instead, he’d just get to smile all dreamily at you, and then you’d smile back all confidently, or pull a silly face to make him laugh. Or, on exceptionally special days, you’d grow a bit shy from his consistent eyes on you, and Joe would make you blush. Those were his favourite days.

Also, Joe was allowed behind the counter. There just couldn’t be other customers in store, because if there were other customers, there was work, and Joe wasn’t meant to distract you from doing your actual job.

Your boss had come down hard on the two of you more than once, so you followed the rules. Behaved like the good boy and good girl you were, not wanting to be yelled at again by your superior.

It’s why you’d noticed that there was just one other person left now, and they had started putting their coat back on. It’s also why you’d noticed that Joe had noticed them too.

The door hadn’t even fallen fully shut before Joe shot up out of his seat and made his way around with fast footsteps and grabby hands. It made you squeal and want to hide in a panic from him as you laughed, but Joe’s hands found you quick as they took hold of you by the waist. And then, so did his mouth as it latched itself onto yours for a quality birthday kiss.

Full tongue.

Full giggles.

Full shenanigans.

Your colleague didn’t do shenanigans, and he had to push the two of you aside a little as he reached around to pick up everything he needed to go clean the tables people had just sat at.

“It’s her birthday, it’s her birthday,” the two of you could hear him whisper to himself which made you both smile into your kiss.

You loved your job, but your job with Joe in the shop? So much better.

Joe kissed you for a while, all soft and tender, and then broke the kiss to say, "Seven." before diving back in.

Then, not sooner after, Joe broke away again before he muttered, "Eight." and you couldn't help but let a belly laugh escape you, head thrown back and all. It gave Joe the chance to giggle into your neck for a moment.

"I don't think the first six ones really count, I don't remember them," you joked and you could hear your colleague scoff loudly from across the shop. He was so done with your shit.

Fortunately, Joe kind of loved your shit.

Joe leant in once more to kiss you all soft and sweet, and then said, "Three." before leaning back enough to take in your lovesick dopey grin, not unlike his own.

It was your birthday, and if you said those kisses didn't count, they didn't count.

The door of the shop opened and new customers walked in, promptly ending the cute romantic little moment you had going.

"You want another coffee?" you asked Joe before you were willing to let go of him completely.

Your colleague came around to help the people who'd just stepped inside, because he was collegiate like that.

"I'd love one," Joe said, leaning in for a last quick peck before half-jogging his way back around the counter into allowed territory. Customer territory.

"One large americano, coming up,"

"Actually," Joe stopped just before he was about to sit down in the same spot he always sat when he came to visit you at work. "Surprise me."

And if that didn't make it the best fucking birthday ever, you didn't what would.

It was your birthday and if you wanted to work on your birthday, you could. If you wanted to kiss Joe behind the counter for a bit, you could. And if you wanted to make Joe a ridiculously sweet wild colourful iced proper milkshake of a coffee, you absolutely could.

"Happy birthday to me," you smiled as you scooped ice into a blender, glancing up at Joe who had now sat down again, his chin resting on top his fist as he smiled at you all smugly. Look how happy he made you.

"Happy birthday to you, babe."

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starlostseungmin · 1 year

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— friends, lmh.

pairing: minho x gn!reader genre: angst warnings: profanity, kissing, minho is a jerk, not proofread. word count: 1.1k notes: here's the lee know angst i promised. lol. it's from the poll, but anyway, i've got a short free time tonight so here it is! don't forget to comment and reblog! thank you lovely ♡

his back met the white wall painfully as you pushed him against it. a wince of pain from his mouth escalated quickly but he drew a smirk on his face. he never felt so sincere with you to begin with. if it weren’t for jisung telling you how minho has been doing shits behind your back, you’d be one gullible person with an innocent perspective. you know it is risky to have this kind of relationship with him, but you can’t blame yourself for falling in love. he gave signs of affection but they were all mixed signals. you shouldn’t act like this, being all hurt and crying until your mascara runs down your cheeks. what’s the point of crying over a player?

“what the hell are we?” you asked, tears streaming down your face.

minho just let out a soft chuckle, not giving a shit on what you were feeling that night. the question keeps repeating all the time, yet he couldn’t give you a decent answer. maybe he’s just playing with you after finding out you like him despite the rumors (which were proven true). a player who loves to leave broken pieces of fragile hearts. he is that jerk. all those feelings you have and the days being spent with you mean nothing to him. if he is this heartless, he shouldn’t have played the game in the first place.

“fuck you!” your voice echoes through the quiet room of your apartment. his face was hard to read, and his eyes seemed to be sympatheticーnothing.

maybe there were times that he used to hold you when you were crying and upset with him, a kiss would seal all the complaints and his touch would make your body burn, wanting for more. he did things that made you fall into his trap but never reassured you what kind of relationship you have. you could feel how you were treated like an object when he wakes up usually at 5 in the morning from your bed as you lie naked underneath the sheets. minho often stays with youーthe controversy of doing this without any label made you question your worth.

maybe you were just blinded by love that you couldn’t see his flaws. maybe he is a skilled player that could make his victims swoon over him. shit blow things up and you couldn’t get up. you love him so much that you just want to be used and be gullible. but jisung’s nagging made you come through. you wanted to be more than just friends with benefits and yet minho wanted to remain the same. he doesn’t love you, none of those affections were real and even if you get mad at him, nothing will change anything. minho is still that jerk.

“i thought we agreed that we’re just friends,” he said, sounding like a total asshole. of course, he knew, he always knew.

“but i love you!” you cried. minho just stared back, confused as to why you were acting like this. everything means nothing.

“well i don’t, y/n,” he said. “don’t be so dramatic about this,” the sound of your palm slapping his cheek was loud enough to leave him in shock. it was painful, but nothing compares to what you were feeling. minho stood there frozen for being caught off guard. “y/n,”

your hands were shaking, eyes darted on him filled with pain as your tears never stopped streaming. maybe he might have a change of heart or develop some feelings for you, even for one bit. he saw you so bent out of shape. you admit that you are also at fault for letting down your guard when you totally agreed to be just friends with benefits and now you’re here.

“am i really nothing? those things we did were nothing?” you asked as your voice cracked and shaky. he never saw you being so hyped up before and now he’s sure that you really want to blow shit up.

“you don’t really understand do you?” minho scoffed. “we’re just friends y/n, nothing is really up with usー”

“tell me we weren’t just friends! this doesn’t make much sense to me minho!” you said. “fuck! ignore that friends-with-benefits bullshit, iー” you paused, running your hands on your face. “fuck, i can’t believe i fell for you. i’m getting some fresh air,” you said and were about to take the exit from your apartment when he grabbed your wrist, spinning you around as he pulled you closer to his bodyーa hand around your waist, and his hand wrapping your wrist lightly. he stared straight into your eyes, you were left dumbfounded when he looks at you with a serious look, an expression that is confusing and hard to read. “what the fuck are you doing? let me go you fucker!” you said, but he didn’t listen.

“i didn’t know you would act up like this y/n,” he smiled as he turned you around, pushing you as your back hits the wall. jerk. you looked at him, unknown of your feelings yet your heart started to beat faster than usual. why is your heart so fragile when it comes to him anyway? he’s not even your boyfriend. “do you like me that much?” he smirked as you avoided his eye contact but his fingers grabbed your chin to face him again, cheeks started to flush yet your eyes filled with irritation.

“you heartless jerk,” you retorted when his lips met yours. his hand fell on your name, pulling you closer for much access to your lips as he gives a desperate one. you tried to push him away but he would just keep on pulling you deeper. his kisses never fail to give you butterflies in your stomach but right now, you don’t know anymore. there were several attempts of pushing him away until he decided to let go. the kiss is not worth it anymore. you hate him as much as you hate yourself for getting caught in his trap. maybe it was time to put an end to things. minho never loved you. it was just a game where he would use you for his past time and pleasure.

you left your apartment that night and minho stared at the door where you took the exit. maybe it was all wrong and he was desperate about you. but the fact that the damage has already been done, he wouldn’t be able to fix things now. the regret he felt, the sadness and heartbreakーmaybe minho felt something for you, even if just a smidge. but how would he be able to get you back when you cut it all off? a sigh escaped from your lips as you burned all the pictures you had with him, but then there’s minho who keeps on staring at your window from the street, wanting to change and make up. yet he knew it won’t be all easy.

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This is a flash fiction about a youtuber than begins to grow right alongside her audience after starting a new mukbang series. Trying out a pretty different writing style, i hope you enjoy:)

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel! As always, don't forget to like and subscribe, and let's just get into it! So I know you guys have been loving my mukbang story time series, and we have part 4 coming at you right now. This is some serious drama, so let me get set up and show you what I got for today. I know last time I did crab legs, but like everybody does crab leg mukbangs so honestly I'm just like, how can I be different, ya know? So I asked you guys what I should have and you blew up my twitter poll, I can’t believe over 300 people voted. The final choice was Burger Shack, so I got it! I’m gonna try all their new menu items and rate them while I tell you all about my ex best friend and how she totally snaked me. Oh these are good. What are these? I didn't even know Burger Shack made jalapeno poppers. So, I met my ex best friend, let's call her Tina, when I was…”

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel! Thank you guys so much for all the new subscribers! I had no idea my last video would go viral like that! I can't even believe it, like I'm literally still shook. I’ve been having so much fun making these mukbang story times, so like and subscribe if you want more! Ok so we’re on part 7 right? And now for the moment everybody alway wants to see, this is our spread for the day. You guys voted for pizza but there was a comment with like 4000 likes saying to do a footlong sub, so i'm doing both. And I'll need it, cause this part is wild. So at this point, Tina’s ex Bradley had entirely fallen for Sam and it was soooo beyond obvious, but when I actually talked to Tina about it…”

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel! You already know exactly what we’re doing today, it's another mukbang story time! Don't forget to comment, like, and subscribe, and make sure you follow my twitter to vote in my weekly poll! I love letting my followers choose my mukbang meals, so make sure to show support so I can keep doing this series! All this food is getting really expensive. Ok so, today we have Taco Palace, and I've never been here before so I had to try everything. They have like 12 types of tacos, I literally couldn't choose. So we got the 12 taco combo pack, all 4 burritos, a couple gorditas, two tortas, another 12 pack of taquitos, and chips and queso. Oh my god, everything smells so good. I wish you guys could smell this right now. Ok so where were we, part 12? So it's still March right? And Courtney posted on her finsta that Sam was faking her pregnancy, which wouldn't have been that big of a deal if Courtney hadn't been middle school friends with Tina's new boyfriend, which means he saw the finsta post before…”

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel. I’m excited to get into today's video. I think we're on part 19, but before that, I just have something that I need to say. I love making content and I'm so grateful that I get to make these videos for you all. You guys love and appreciate me so much and I really feel that, but not everybody in my life supports my career the way my subscribers do. I saw some old friends for the first time in a while this weekend and they were all so unsupportive and so jealous. They told me that I should stop doing this mukbang series even though it's going so well, I mean literally just hating for no reason. I wore some newer stuff, some nicer clothes, and my friend was like ‘I'm glad you have so many subscribers but you’re really looking different now, maybe slow down on the mukbangs.’ Like, she's actually mad I have money and can upgrade? She was just like, straight up jealous, because later I heard her whispering with my other friends about my clothes. Sorry I can afford designer and you can't! Like it really just broke my heart that they don't wanna see my success. Those are the kinds of people you don't want around you, and I just wanted to say, never let someone take your shine. Anyways, getting into the food, last week you all voted for chinese but after everything from yesterday I wanted cake, so I got both. As usual, I got almost everything on the menu to try, I actually just had this place a few days ago and their sesame chicken is amazing. Ok, where were we? Right, the baby. So anyways, when Sam walked into the room with that baby everyone was beyondddd gagged…”

“Hi guys, welcome back to my channel! Make sure you like and subscribe, we’re getting into part 25 today and this is where things really get crazy. Before I do, we have a quick word from our sponsor, Cravings Potato Chips. Everybody knows and loves Cravings, but with their three new flavors, I just haven't been able to put down the bag. Cravings was kind enough to send me a lifetime supply of all of their fan favorites and I’ve never been happier, I mean look at the size of this box! I've got, like, 5 more in the garage. So for today, we’re gonna have Cravings Potato Chips in sour cream and onion, original, and BBQ while we eat our main mukbang. Speaking of, you guys went crazy on the poll, I can't believe almost 6000 people voted. We’re back to an old classic, pizza from Formaggio's. If you don’t know Fromaggios, like what are you even doing? They have the best garlic butter stuffed crust in like, the whole world. And they were doing a buy one get one, so I got two pizzas, buffalo and barbecue wings, and then two of those cinnamon things. You guys know I’m obsessed with these, I've had them in so many mukbangs before. So, let’s talk about it. At this point, Erin is holding Tina’s phone over the blender and everyone is screaming, and Cici turns to me and says….”

“Hi guys, welcome back to my channel! So you guys know I always start my videos by asking you to like, comment, and subscribe, but there’s something I need to remind everybody. Even though I share a lot of my life, you guys don’t know everything about me. So to all the people in my comments saying I’m pregnant, please get some business to mind. I mean really, I saw a comment that said something like ‘She’s so obviously pregnant, she’s eating so much and just look at her face.’ Like oh, you’re my doctor all of a sudden? Some of you guys loooove to make assumptions. This is social media guys, it’s not all real. So while it seems like I’m eating a lot of food I’m really not, it’s just a pretty normal amount for the video and I always have some leftovers. So it’s not pregnancy cravings, it’s just my series. I love sharing my life with you guys but I had to clear the air cause the comments were getting ridiculous. Anyways, today I got food from a brand new restaurant that just opened up, they do Italian. I have all 5 of their pastas, some garlic bread, 2 calzones, and an order of cannolis. And of course, I have my Cravings Chips. So let’s get into it, part 32. So Dylan had just yelled ‘Pull the trigger you bastard’, and I guess Tina was in a silly goofy mood cause she…

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel! Thanks so much for watching and don’t forget to like and subscribe! I know you guys have been loving that I’ve been posting more often, so I think we’re gonna keep it up and record three story times a week from now on. I just want to thank you guys from the bottom of my heart, you make it possible for me to do what I love! Let me show you what we have for today. I’m like, starving right now and I couldn’t decide what to get since you guys voted for Chicken Me Tender and they’re closed on mondays. That’s totally my bad. I’m gonna film another story time tomorrow to make up for it, but today I went with burger shack again. If you know me, you know I’m like, obsessed with their jalapeño poppers. I actually invented a better way to eat them, you dunk 3 in ranch then put them on one of the sweet and spicy bbq double bacon cheeseburgers, I’m telling you, you gotta try it. I could literally eat like 10. Alright, so we’re settled and we got our food, let’s get into the story. I know last week everybody had questions about how Tina’s father was even issued a passport as a fugitive of the law, but there’s a really obvious explanation…”

“Hey guys, welcome back to my channel! Thank you guys so much for liking, commenting, and subscribing, I can’t believe I’m actually celebrating 100,000 subscribers! It feels unreal to say that out loud, you guys have changed my life and I couldn’t be more grateful. Before I started making this series I had tried every type of video, and to any creators who are in the place I was, don’t give up. You just have to find your niche. Another thing I wanna say to smaller creators is don’t compare yourself to larger, established creators and wish that you had what they have. Like for example, when I was broke I would look at rich creators and be so jealous of their designer clothes, but now that I actually can afford the designer clothes I found out that they’re so cheap, like Shein quality for real. They’re always tight and they never fit, they rip and the buttons snap off, and they shrink before I even wash them. You have to replace them so often and all the sizing makes no sense, so things aren’t always as good as they seem! Anyways, you guys voted for sushi today, so I had to get the catering party platter just so I can try everything. I’m so excited, and you know we have our Cravings Chips here too. I actually can’t wait, this looks so good, hold on. Ok, It’s part 38, This is where the story starts to get unbelievable. So it’s been over 61 days since her disappearance, right?”

Hey guys, welcome back to my channel! As always, don’t forget to like, comment, and subscribe! I’m so excited to announce my new sponsor, Harlequin ice cream. Harlequin makes the highest quality ice cream possible with heavy cream made from grass fed cows, and they’ve created the world's first ever butter ice, an ice cream made of pure, hand churned, organic butter instead of cream for the richest taste possible. Harlequin has over 30 flavors, and you can use my discount code mukbang to get 20% off your first purchase. I know this is an ad guys, but I swear I'd say this for free, Harlequin is literally the best ice cream I’ve ever tasted. I’m so excited to be working with them, I can’t believe I’m getting paid to review ice cream!

I’ll be doing the Harlequin challenge on tiktok where I taste a new flavor every day for a month, don’t forget to check it out! So in the Twitter poll I posted pizza won again, but I saw a tweet saying I need to switch up the options, so I decided to go with something a little different today. I’m going to be eating BBQ from Big Danny’s, and I’m actually kinda nervous. I’ve never had BBQ before. I know that sounds weird, don’t come for me, but I really hope I like it. I got ribs, pulled pork, hot dogs, brats, BBQ chicken, and cornbread. I had no idea BBQ servings were so big. Like…? Are you guys seeing this? These are like party platters, it’s crazy. It does smell good though. So, where were we? Had we gotten to the part about the racehorse? Wait no, no, the hot air balloon ride. Ok so part 43, we’d been in the air for about 6 hours at this point, and night was beginning to fall…

Hey…*urp* everybody, and welcome back to my channel, don’t forget to like and subscribe. If you notice I’m still wearing the outfit from part 51 it’s because I’m filming the videos back to back, I’m going to be in my cousin's wedding this week and I still have like a million things to do. I have to get my nails done, my hair done, I have another dress fitting, there’s seriously so much. I love my cousin and she’s totally not a bridezilla but girl come on, this is the 4th dress fitting she’s had me go to. Every single time she sees me she always like, looks me up and down and tells me I need to get the dress fitted again. And it feels crazy cause everytime I go, the tailor acts like she’s doing so much. She adds like a ton of fabric just for the dress to look exactly the same, what is she even changing about it? The last time my cousin saw me at a family dinner she said you really need to get that bridesmaid dress refitted, and the whole time it's like, if the tailor could just do it right… But whatever, whatever, I’m so happy for her. This is actually the same cousin from part 27 if you guys remember, she’s doing so much better and the dolphin bite healed perfectly. For our mukbang today we have Roundy’s donuts. Shout out to them, because when they saw the viral Twitter poll they sent me all these multipacks for free. Thanks Roundy’s! The multipacks have 6 in a box and we have glazed, crème filled, jelly, chocolate dipped, rainbow sprinkles, powdered, and caramel crunch. Oh my god, that’s so good. Let me go ahead and start the story before I get distracted. So we were on part 52, and this is where you gotta start paying attention. We know Melody had two pet lizards. But what we don’t know…

“Hey guys, welcome to my channel! If you like the video make sure to like, subscribe, and comment. So we’re just gonna get straight into it today, I got a couple fried appetizer sampler platters from Don’s and I want to eat them while they’re still hot. I also have wings and fries from ToJo’s since last time I ran out of food before I got to the end of the story and I didn’t want to have to get a delivery in the middle of the video again. Oh, and of course I’ve got my Cravings Chips, thanks again Cravings for sponsoring this video! Make sure you try out their new double fried kettle chips. So, we’re getting close to the end here, and part 63 is actually insane. Like I was saying in part 62, I’m holding Tina by the ankle, Tina is still reaching for the diamond with both hands, and the helicopter is seconds away from take off…”

“Hey guys, welcome to my channel. This is gonna be a really short video and I’m not even going to do my regular intro because I know you guys are mad at me. I can’t believe it’s been two weeks since I posted, you guys are so sweet and you haven’t stopped blowing my comments up asking for the next part. I really didn’t mean to leave you on a cliffhanger, but it wasn’t my fault! While I was filming the last video the weirdest thing happened, the office chair I always sit in to film randomly just gave out from under me. Like it totally cracked and then snapped. I landed on the floor and it ruined my new top cause I fell so hard all the buttons flew off, I guess from the impact or whatever. Guys I’m seriously, like, so annoyed because I just bought that chair around the time I started this series, it’s like, brand new basically. This is a PSA guys, only work with companies that actually care about quality. Tell me why I emailed them about my warranty, they sent a new chair, and it broke as soon as I sat in it? So I’m filming this on my couch, if any office chair companies that actually make good chairs want to sponsor me, my email is in my bio. It’s our very last mukbang together and I just want to thank you guys so much for watching and supporting. I’m excited because this video has a little sneak peak of my new series, so stick around. I know the last video ended when I was just about to reveal what really drove me and Tina apart for good, so I have an old classic, Burger Shack, and I’m just gonna get right into it. After everything that happened, all the drama, all the mystery, the investigation, surviving that whirlpool, and even escaping the cult, we were basically fine. Then she did the unforgivable. When I posted on my birthday she liked it but she didn’t comment, not even a heart emoji. Like, who does that? What a bitch. Anyways guys, join me for my next series all about nostalgia where I talk about why stuff sucks now. Like why do airplane seats suck so much? They used to be huge and now they’re so tight I can barely buckle the seatbelt. And concerts suck too, it’s like the artists aren’t even trying. And all the food portions are so tiny nowadays, it’s like they’re trying to rob us! I’m gonna get into everything that bugs me. Let’s start with the airplane seats, because I just ran into this problem last week. There’s no reason I should barely be able to squeeze myself between the armrests, and the leg room is so small I couldn’t even bend over to get my bag of snacks from under the seat in front of me. We pay too much to be shoved in tiny seats like that, and when I asked a flight attendant what changed she goes ‘Oh I’m so sorry ma’am, we’re looking for ways to make accommodations as we’ve found our customers have generally been growing more ample as of late.’ Like okkkkk?? What does getting fat have to do with me? So I was like…”

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azirafuck · 11 months

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super secret poll for the people who voluntarily saw the "leak"

#good omens #good omens spoilers

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wc-wild-rewrite · 7 months

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So, Swiftpaw won the story poll, which means i get to deep dive into my story for him. This is subject to change, as i havent finalized the plot past arc 2.

Anyway, under the cut bc it got long

Theres no change to his parentage in this rewrite, still the eldest son of Goldenflower and some loner, one difference is that he isn't a single litter. His sibling, Lynxshine, is here too.

Named after the bird and not the trait, Swiftkit was, in fact, fastest kitten in the nursery, with constantly abundant energy and a bad habit of saying unintentionally hilarious stuff and accidentally insulting other cats. He and two of his denmates, Bracken and Thorn, often played rough and competed with eachother in camp races and mossball, but their collective energy often got one of them, or someone else, hurt or disgruntled.

There were two cats he liked playing with the most that werent in the den, though. Ravenpaw and Tigerclaw. Yes, you heard me.

Ravenpaw was fantastic with kits, he and his denmates loved to sit around and listen to the tom tell wild stories of battles and historic leaders. But that stuff was of the far past, Tigerclaw offered more recent stories, ones that other cats- even his mother- could confirm and add onto. Tigerclaw had a soft spot for kits, you see, so he played with them in the times when he wasnt brooding or plotting his next move. Not wildly, not even particularly well, but the kits loved to play with him.

Anyway, swiftpaw.

As an apprentice, he learnt to manage his energy a bit better, especially under the mentorship of formerly-batshit-kitten Longtail. Unfortunately, this was still in Longtail's asshole Tiger supporter era, so Swift ended up getting kind of pushy towards the other apprentices. He and Thorn developed a rivarly that never really stopped, but as apprentices, it wasn't too friendly. At the end of the day, though, he got along well enough with his denmates. When his littermate came out as a Half-tom (demiboy), he was his number one supporter.

It was around the start of his apprenticeship that Tigerclaw and Goldenflower became mates and, unfortunately, Swiftpaw started to look up to him, as the brave, strong warrior Thunderclan thought he was. He idolized him, even, like his mentor did, and his mentor before that. He quickly started bragging that his dad was deputy, that his dad was the brave warrior that avenged the old deputy and killed the horrible Oakheart.

When Cinderpaw got hit, and Darksong moved to Thunderclan to train her, he picked fights with any cat that would so much as look at either cat wrong. Thankfully, a lot of the senior warriors seemed oddly calm about Darksong, and once Yellowfang started snapping at those who made remarks too, he calmed down mostly. He did, however, get in trouble for nearly clawing another apprentice's ear off at a gathering for such a comment, though. It was less of a "that wasn't right" punishment and more of a "your right but we cant let you get away with violence" punishment

He got increasingly snappy with other clan patrols when he came across them, a bi-product of his step-father's manipulation. After all, he was a strong warrior that protected his clan, of course he wouldn't be friends with other clans.

And then, of course, Tigerclaw was outed for his plan. And his world came crashing down. His father, the father of his soon-to-be-born siblings, was not only a fraud, but a murderer. He had not only killed the former deputy, but Swiftpaw's own uncle, Lionheart. Who was also the father of his denmates. For a while, he became very avoidant with them, too ashamed of his former praise to look them in the eyes. Eventually, Brightpaw calmed him down, and told him nobody was mad at him. He hadn't killed Lionheart, Tigerclaw had.

Unfortunately, not every cat saw it that way, and some of the other cats- the elders particularly- started whispering about him and his behaviour, about how he acted like Tigerclaw, how close he was with him, even pointing out similarities in pelt and body, despite them not being blood.

This was at the same time as his younger siblings were born- Bramble, Tawny, Snow, and Mistle. And you bet that all of them were viewed in a bad way. But this made Swiftpaw worse. Unlike his littermate, who isolated himself from the glaring cats, or his sister, who went and joined Shadowclan, Swift got angry. He got angry, and defense, and wildly protective of his siblings.

When a fire swept through the territory, Swift gathered his siblings and herded them out. But he didn't get Bramble, who had hid from the noise of the scramble to get out. When Swift discovered Yellowfang, his brother's mentor, died because Fireheart had gone back for Bramblekit, it only worsened things.

But that wasn't the last of it. Mistlekit would fall dangerously ill with Greencough in the same moon that Snowkit got snatched by the hawk. He and Bracken chased the hawk until it went past the thunderpath, and he nearly got ran over trying to go after it, only saved by a quick acting Brackenfur. He was sure his baby brother was dead, he was only a few moons old, he couldn't possibly survive a hawk like that. But, thanks to a certain Shadowclan warrior, his brother was saved, if very injured. This didn't stop him from blaming himself for it, like Brackenfur did. If he had been faster, if he had saw the hawk, if he had been watching his brother instead of his sister-

And then Bluestar refused to make him a warrior. That was, essentially, his breaking point. He was held back for moons, his mentor said he was ready, and yet the disobediant tom that was Cloudpaw was allowed to get his warrior name.

He overheard from one of the elders a way that thunderclan used to give out warrior names. Back in tigerclaw's time and before, they used to have to perform something big to prove their loyalty. Swiftpaw remembered hearing about the dog in Sunningrocks, and immediately went to tell the other apprentices. They refused to go with him, knowing it was dangerous, even when Thornpaw too was annoyed at being held back even longer. But he was deadset, he had always been stubborn, but his emotions had been pulled taught by the last few moons, and Brightpaw knew it. So they went off to Sunningrocks.

I don't think i need to describe what followed.

When he awoke, he was covered in bandages, several days later, with his brother reapplying some of them. Brightpaw laid beside him, even more injured than he was. And he realised he almost got her killed. Almost. She had woken before him, but not by long. Bluestar entered the den, giving them a dying apprentice ceremony, naming them Losthope and Dogbite respectively.

And then he discovered his leg had been broken beyond repair. Not enough for removal, but very broken. When he eventually recovered enough to stand, he found he couldn't move his foot at all. Alongside that, he had permenantly lost a few teeth, which messed with his speech, and had some nasty chronic pain. His brother called him a miracle. He had scarring all over his neck, his stomach had clearly been ripped open to some amount, and yet he was alive with far less lasting damage then he should've had.

Lynx, Cinder, Bracken, and Thorn helped him and Bright through their physical therapy. His younger siblings, all healthy by that point, and his mother supported them through it all. He was still angry at being named Dogbite, but it had been a wake up call for him. His rash, angry behaviour, trying to be 'the best', had nearly gotten him and his friend killed.

When Firestar became leader, he was almost called Swiftwing, but wanted to match with Brightheart. And so, he became Swiftheart.

He changed after that, quite significantly. He stopped being so aggressive, he started to unlearn the toxic behaviour Tigerclaw had taught him, and he started being friendlier to other clans. He fought against Tigerclan fiercly, and ended up meeting Gorseflame.

At first, they began talking at gatherings and border patrols, but then they started meeting up, staying behind after gatherings, sneaking out of camp. By the time The New Prophecy happens, he's in love with Gorseflame. They keep it secret, shockingly effectively, mostly thanks to Lynxpaw and Darksong, both of whom were aware of it.

He participated in the Great Journey, and got even closer to Gorseflame during it, becoming mates with him by the time The Power Of Six (Arc 3) came around.

This is where the plot and his involvement gets a tad blurry, but overall he survives the Great Battle, makes the second Great Journey to the new-new territories, and, once cross-clan mates became allowed, had a litter of kits with Gorseflame, with some surrogate help from a Windclan molly.

He became a respected warrior, admired for his bravery and determination.

His kits became Nighthop, Dawnsplash, and Dayshine, with Dawnsplash living in Windclan.

He witnessed the deaths of Bramble, Lynx, and Snow, but was outlived by Mistle.

At the end of Arc 4.5, he notices his vision is going, and rather quickly, one eye more than the other. He didn't know wether to blame this on his old injuries, or a family thing.

Eventually, though, he was sent out with Sandstorm and Alderpaw, and maybe some others, to bring Bloodclan to the territories, and gave his life to let them escape from a pack of dogs.

As he died, he wasn't angry at dying to a dog. He was an elder by that point, he knew Gorse and their kits would be distraught, but he knew Brightheart wasn't expecting him to come back alive. He had done everything he wanted.

He had even taken the dogs down with him, only succumbing to his injuries as he tried to walk and catch up with his clanmates.

In the end, Alderpaw and the others found his body, under a tree, surrounded by the bodies of dogs, on their way back to the clan, and carried him all the way back, alongside Sandstorm's body, and buried him on home territory, with a speech done by his siblings, kits, and mate.

Brightheart was the last to give a speech.

#warrior cats #wc #wc rewrite #warrior cats rewrite #warrior cat rewrite #swiftpaw #swiftheart #ramble #tw cat death #tw animal death #tw animal injury #tw animal harm

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ofmd fans essentially harassed a bunch of people in a character poll so badly the op had to delete it, shamed black people for commenting on how some fans idolized the slave owner characters, told people the current genocide in palestine isnt worth donating to because a tv show is more important and also harassed a palestinian already grieving over dead family, targeted and spammed a comment section biopic of a black poet trailer post, alot of racism towards brown people got leaked of the fan groups, also they compared the lgbt civil rights movement stonewall which involved alot of black/non white lgbt figures to the fucking show being cancelled. thats why nobody likes these people and nobody mentioned they be genocided btw (sorry if this sounds angry but this is the story so far whats been going on)

right, im listening & learning. idk i personally just came online & saw 50 different posts saying "if you still like ofmd jts clear you refuse to listen to marginalized people there r no excuses to be made for you go kys" & w my post abt it i wanted 2 say taht 2 tge average person ofmd is just a tv show, most ppl who know abt the show/have watched it/wharever dont know abt any of tgis, & imo its pretty pointless 2b mad at some fandom on the internet when we cld use that energy against tge politcians soldiers etc committing genocide in front of our eyes. obviously the racism in fan groups is bad but idont c how tahts solved by saying any1 who likes tge show is a racist who needs suicide since from what i understand tge victims of taht racism were, also ppl in those fangroups,

#now taht ik its abt zionism it makes perfect sense a lot of ppl r very mad abt whats happening & ofmd fans seem like an easy target #but raging at tgem is pointless their show has already been cancelled LOL what more do u want from them #the stonewall thing for example i actually saw it seemed like a silly joke taht ppl were mad abt for no reason #anon

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speakergame · 2 years

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Poll Results

at this time, I've gotten an overwhelming 309 responses to the poll! I'm going to keep it open so folks can continue answering at their leisure, but here are the results so far:

Witch Route vs Detective Route is an exact 50/50 split! However, the Witch's Chaos Crew (65%) and Detective's Distraction Team (87%) have run away with the votes. I may have underestimated y'all's love of chaos, and I'll be keeping this in mind going forward

56% of you had a childhood crush on Li! An additional 42.4% were their best friend, and less than 2% of you chose to be mere acquaintances.

A whopping 94% of you drank the coffee. I admire your lack of self-preservation instincts.

The Jeep has stolen the show as favorite car, taking almost 30% of the vote:

this is so interesting to me, because the jeep wasn't part of the original car lineup. it was added for my bestie, so y'all can thank her for that 💙

Sebastian is by far the most popular partner in the Carmichael fight, with 46% of the vote. Li is right behind him with 43.8%. Azalea and Kana trail behind with only 6.2% and 3.9% respectively.

The fight results are pretty close, with 54% of you getting Carmichael to change back on his own, and 46% having to knock him out.

92% of you chose to ride with Li and Sebastian back from Cammore.

86% of you decided to listen to the little girl and wear the necklace Anya gave you. 14% put it in your pocket instead, and at this time no one has voted to leave it in your room!

the routes heading into Chapter 4 are currently a 75/25 split, in favor of Team Shapeshifter!

92% of you chose to check in on Sebastian after learning about his dad, with 6% of you choosing to give him space, 1.6% staying mad about it, and 0.4% choosing to just ignore the situation entirely for now.

And then finally, to my surprise the Bas/Li poly route is currently the most popular:

considering there was a time that I was on the fence about including it, this is very interesting to me. I'm not surprised that Li and Sebastian's individual routes are popular as well. I'm curious how the numbers might change once we start getting to know Rory and Kana better 😉

lastly, I wanted to comment really quick on some of the suggestions y'all have made! these are anonymous and I don't know who they're from, but there are a few things that I saw mentioned a lot and I just wanted to take a moment to address some of them. putting it under a read more, to save this already long post from getting longer:

a lot of you asked about picking a clothing style and things like tattoos/scars/body hair and other body features. this is something I'm already planning for, and will be coming up later in chapter 4!

I've gotten some great suggestions for things to add to the cc and room styles in chapter 3, and I'll work on implementing those as well. some of them will be easier to code in than others, but I'll try and get to as many as I can (and add others in the future, if I can't get them all this month)

I also got quite a few requests for more car customization, and this is something coming up in chapter 4 as well. on the Siren route, it'll come up before you hit the road again. on the Shapeshifter route, it'll be a Rory bonding experience 😁

and I don't want to call anyone out individually, but I don't know how else to respond to this: for the person who requested an arcade-ish room, there's already an option (pick black walls, then "but the rest of the furniture is brightly colored") that is described in-game as looking like an arcade from the 90's! it specifically mentions a busy carpet pattern 💙

#speaker game #poll results #this got really long but thank you all again for taking the time to answer my questions!#I learned a lot about what y'all like about the game and what you want to see going forward

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ok so the op of the noncanon gay bitches poll got mad that a pairing they threw in to be a good sport, hanamusa, was getting a lot of support and fully winning bc there is an artist who does a lot of fanart for the pair and so it's gotten very popular. and the op was a big ace attorney fan who wanted wrightworth, a very popular ship with actual support from the original story, to win and a silly crackship about two women who never meet in canon was beating the competition into the ground and they saw the artist offering to make wedding fanart if they won to be even more incentive against the "proper" way to noncanon gay bitches, which is to have SOME source material support apparently. allegedly they also made a comment about feeling bad about wlw ships that had to go against popular mlm ships only for a wlw ship to take out all the popular mlm ships so potentially there is some misogyny at play as well but i can not confirm that personally and tbh that bit seems like a bad faith take. but yeah poll got cancelled bc the gay bitches were too non canonical and they thought they'd be out in the first round and got mad about it

WAIT TDJSJSH THEY SAID WHAT ABT WLW SHIPS??? im grinding my teeth into DUST DJSJS

#you just cant get this anywhere else

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i was looking for a pic of nmcu/mcu foggy to show someone in a poll submission form (too late, got closed, doubt he would have gotten in anyway), and suddenly, in a moment of clarity amid my Finally Getting Better From Covid lucidity, i was hit with a wistful feeling: just looking at him, without any attachment to quotes or posting or fic or anything transformative or tiktok comments, just my eyes of someone who woke up from tiredness and sickness, i just saw some guy. that's literally just some guy.

with this feeling i was hit with just how much he could have just been yet another mid live action mcu adaptation of a comic character, which happens all the fucking time, but fandom failed him, fanon failed him, we all failed mcu foggy. he could have been the just some guy that he is... i still dislike mcu/nmcu foggy but i feel like this gave me more perspective and clarity

just my two honest cents from a moment of clarity and sympathy from a (hopefully nuanced) unrepentant hater

two addendums to the post though:

ADDENDUM 1: all i say here is just about characters. i bear no ill will to actors. actors are just people with a job paid to play some fake people, i have no reason to be mad abt any actor who isn't an irl piece of shit, and this isn't the case here

ADDENDUM 2: when i say mid i mean that in the most neutral way, literally middle of the road. you can dislike things that are mid and you can like them. i think all live action adaptations of foggy are mid but i like only the 2003 one bc i have a soft spot for the movie. said middle of the road judgement also means i don't hold any grudge for nmcu/mcu foggy likers, as long as you're not up your neck in fanon, as that is what i dislike most

#i would say more on tags but i dont want this to show up on the search bc thats not fair. his tag is already clogged with overtagged posts #and i dont wanna add to it #maybe ill reblog with more later and tag this for organization in a way just so i can find it in my blog

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eeunoia · 2 years

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ENHYPEN Imagines

In Between

part one ; part two ; part three

pairings: jake sim x reader x park sunghoon

summary: you have a toxic relationship with jake sim and suddenly, his bestfriend, park sunghoon meddled in.

warnings: toxic relationship, written in tag-lish

word count: 4k

note📎: The result was based on the poll, don’t come at me. You guys were the one who voted. I hope you guys liked it! it really means a lot to me whenever you let me know what you think about them, re-blogs and comments are well appreciated. btw, i love you guys and thank you for supporting me up until now. have a nice day/night! 🤍

Jake and Sunghoon dropped their gears in unison and stormed out of the field to go to you. Wala na sa isip nila kung mapagalitan man sila ng coach nila. All they can think of was you.

When they arrived, Jake saw how Shin was hovering over you. Agad lumapit si Jake at binuhat siya paalis sayo. What he saw next broke him. You’re in tears and you have scratches all over your arms. He kneeled down and cupped your face.

Sunghoon threw sharp glares at Shin that quickly intimidated and scared her. “What the fuck did you do?” he asked in growly manner. It’s obvious that he was so pissed and that scared her.

She gulped, eyes getting teary as she avoids Sunghoon’s piercing glares. “I-I—” hindi na natuloy pa ni Shin ang sasabihin dahil agad din namang sumagot ang kaibigan mo.

“She suddenly just come at y/n. She’s mad because you and Jake are giving her attention.” sagot nito na nakapagpa-inis pa lalo sa binata.

He clenched his jaw in anger but refused to say anything. When he glanced at your direction, he saw how your friend is now helping Jake to carry you. Lumapit siya at agad silang nagkatinginan ni Jake. Ang kaninang tensyon ay saglit kinalimutan para sayo.

Sunghoon walks closer to you then extends one of his hand and wiped off some of your hair away from your face. He felt more pissed when he saw the bruises you got over your face. He caress your cheeks using his thumb before looking at Jake.

“Go take her to infirmary and I’ll handle this.” Sunghoon told Jake that he agreed to right away. Naglakad na si Jake palabas sa gymnasium para madala ka sa infirmary at magamot ang mga galos mo.

When Sunghoon assured you aren’t there anymore, he turned around and the emotions over his face faded as he removes his practice gloves. He tilted his head and dangerously roamed his eyes around your class.

Even before he can say something, one of the girls came forward with a scared expression.

“I’m sorry Sunghoon! It was Shin who told us to go after y/n because she’s cheating over Jake with you. We just thought you don’t deserve it and so—”

“Who are you to decide what treatment I deserve, huh?” his tone was cold and really scary. It made the girl lost her words and gulped out of fear.

They knew Sunghoon as someone who’s not really approachable but they never saw him this way. Cold and emotionless. The blank look over his face gives off dangerous energy and honestly, everyone’s intimidated over him.

“If you think you’ll get away from this easily then think again.” he warned them and his eyes settled over Shin.

You slowly opened your eyes and the first thing that greeted you was the white ceiling. Your brows furrowed in confusion as to where you are. Another thing is that you can feel almost your whole body aching. It was odd and you can’t even remember what happened.

Iaangat mo sana ang kamay mo para hawakan ang nasakit na ulo ng maramdaman mong may nakahawak dito. You glanced over it and saw Jake’s sleeping figure just beside the bed you’re laying on.

‘Jake?’ you said inside your mind. Your eyes slowly trailed over his jersey uniform and that’s when it hits you. Nasa practice sila kanina habang nasa gym naman kayo para sa p.e class nang biglang...

You gulped and raised your free arm to see a lot of scratches all over it. Hindi mo na alam ang mararamdaman ng maalala kung paano ka inaway ng grupo ni Shin. Their words suddenly flashed back through your mind and somehow, it affected you.

Ang ipinagtataka mo ay kung paanong andito si Jake kung may practice sila? Your memory of him was a little blur but you remembered him carrying you and Sunghoon caressing your face before Jake took you here. You lost conscious out of tiredness after that and it made Jake so worried.

Your free hand slowly reached over Jake’s head and you gently ran your hands over his hair. Nagulat ka ng bigla siyang magising. Agad nanlaki ang mga mata niya ng makitang gising kana at agad na lumapit sayo.

“Baby! You’re awake, how are you feeling?” he asked you worriedly.

A part in you felt something inside you jumping in joy at how he’s reacting at the moment. It was like seeing the old Jaeyun you dated months ago, the Jake you fell in love with. His worried puppy eyes and the way he hold you was so gentle.

“I-I’m okay, Jake. What are you doing here?” you asked and you feel that your throat are feeling a little dry. He didn’t answer your question and quickly helped you to sit down.

“Do you need anything?” he asked, you gulped before answering his question. Nakatitig ka lang sa mga mata niyang nag-aalala. Hindi mo talaga alam kung paano ie-explain ang nararamdaman.

“Water please.” sabi mo sa mahinang boses. Agad tumango ang binata at binitawan saglit ang kamay mo para kumuha ng tubig sa may water dispenser.

Jake helped you drink some water and one of his hand gently snaked at the small of your back as he kept on staring at you with worried eyes. “How are you feeling?”

You pursed your lips before smiling a little, “Okay na ako. Bakit ka andito? Diba may practice ka pa.”

His furrowed brows became deeper, “Don’t mind it. I skipped my practice.”

This time, it’s your turn to furrow your brows. Jake stood properly and extend his hand closer to your face to wipe away some of your hairs in a gentle way.

“Huh? Bakit? Mapapagalitan ka ng coach mo.” ngayon ikaw na ang mukhang nag-aalala. Jake never skip practice! He’s very serious about that sport because he really likes it. He would skip anything but that so it made you really confuse.

He shakes his head, “I said don’t think about it.” then he reached over your hand and caress it. His eyes turned even more serious as he saw some scratches at your hand that he was holding.

“Your Mom is on her way to pick you up. I’ll see you later, okay?” kahit gulat sa nalaman na pupunta ang Mom mo para kunin ka ay hindi parin mawala sayo ang pag-aalala para kay Jake.

When your eyes met, his lips pulled a sad smile. You can see his eyes reflects sadness before he cupped your face, “You got me so worried back there, baby.”

“Run 100 laps around the field Park and Sim! Who said you can skip practice that easily?” the voice of their coach slightly echoes as he shouts at the two gentlemen that was standing by the field.

Their teammates were by the corner worriedly looking at them. They wanted to help them but they know meddling in will just make the situation even worst. Alam nilang mali ang ginawa ng dalawa na bigla nalang umalis. Mahigpit ang coach nila pagdating sa mga practice lalo na at papalapit na ang malaking laban nila.

Jake huffs heavily as he wiped off his sweat using the back of his hand. He continued running around the field with nothing in mind but you. This punishment is killing him but he doesn’t feel any regret that he left to go to you. Nararamdaman na niyang nanginginig ang mga binti pero tuloy parin siya.

When they’re both at their last laps, they can hear their friends cheering for them continuously. They kept on running and running until finally they finished up the 100 laps. Their coach watch them with strict eyes before he sighs and lets put his hands over his waits.

Jake and Sunghoon collapsed over the field as they try to catch their breaths completely exhausted after running so much.

“I don’t want the two of you leaving practice again like that, understood?”

Both of them screamed their answer and so their coach lets them go to take some rest. Their teammates walked over their shower room while they both stood up and walked at the closest bench where there waters are. Jake sat down and silently grabbed a bottle for himself. Hindi sila nagi-imikan dalawa at patuloy lang sa paginom ng malamig na tubig para mapawi ang pagod na nararamdaman nila. They’re just facing the vacant field right in front of them without saying to each other.

It’s odd how they’re silent right now. If its normal days, they probably jokes around one another but because of the tension due to past events, they’re treating each other like strangers.

Habang tulala si Jake na nakaharap sa field, napatingin siya sa phone niyang nakapatong sa duffel bag sa tabihan niya. Someone texted him. Agad niyang kinuha ‘to at nakitang ang Mommy mo ang nagsend ng mensahe sa kanya na sinasabi na nagpapahinga ka na raw at pinasasalamatan si Jake dahil hindi ka niya pinabayaan.

Jake remained silent but you can see peace over his face now. The only thing that mattered for him was for you to be fine and now that he know that you are, he totally have no regrets of leaving practice like that. He knew if something similar happens, he will do it again despite the warning their coach had given a while ago.

He sighs and quickly fixed his things inside his duffel bag. Tumayo na siya at aalis na sana nang pigilan siya ni Sunghoon. He stopped from his tracks but remains having his back at him.

“Jay told me about you finding out my feelings for y/n months ago.” seryosong sabi ni Sunghoon sa kaibigan at natigilan si Jake.

His hold over his duffel bag tightens as he clench his jaw slightly. He’s thoughts are once again at a mess right after hearing that from him.

“Why did you not confront me?” Sunghoon asked to his friends with a serious and confused tone. Dahan dahan humarap si Jake sa kanya.

“Why did you have to do those things? For what exactly?” he added, halata sa mukha ni Sunghoon ang pagtataka. Halo halo na ang emosyon niya pero may isang nangingibabaw. Guilt.

The truth is, Sunghoon liked you even before Jake did. He’s just too nervous to confess and just enjoyed admiring you from afar. He thought he can take his time and just settle for that for a while without knowing that Jake, his bestfriend will fall in love with you too.

Hindi alam ni Sunghoon ang mararamdaman ng isang araw na lumapit si Jake sa kanya na may malalaking ngiti sa mga labi. Kilalang kilala siya ni Sunghoon and he knew how genuine Jake that time so he can’t help but to feel very happy for his friend.

(the italicized words are flashbacks)

“Hoon! You wouldn’t believe it. I think I’m in love!” it was afternoon and Sunghoon was enjoying his time by one of the vacant rooms at their campus when his friend suddenly went inside looking so excited. Napangisi siya at tiningnan ang kaibigan.

In love? Siya? Now that’s going to be interesting. Sunghoon always thought Jake would be a very good boyfriend someday and so when he heard about the news that he’s in love, he couldn’t be more happier.

“Talaga? Kanino naman?” nakangiti na malawak niyang tanong sa kaibigan.

Jake smiled brightly, his eyes were almost speaking for himself how much he adores this person. “Kay y/n! Grabe pre para akong pinana ni kupido ng milyong beses.” sabi nito na nakapagpablangko ng utak ni Sunghoon. The smile over his face suddenly faded.

His bestfriend was in love with the same girl he’s in love with...

“What will you do, Hoon? Does Jake know already?” ilang araw ang lumipas matapos sabihin ni Jake ang tungkol sayo kay Sunghoon, nalaman na rin ‘to ng mga kaibigan nila.

Umiling si Sunghoon sa tanong ni Jay. Sa kanilang pito, si Jay lang ang nakakaalam ng tungkol sa nararamdaman ni Sunghoon para sayo. He grew worried of Sunghoon but he can’t help but to feel happy for Jake.

Sunghoon stayed silent and didn’t bother to let Jake know. How can he do it? When he can clearly see how happy he is and how he is making you feel happy as well. He was watching both of you like some side character from a classic movie. Envy in his eyes and his heart aching but still choose to not let anybody know. For the sake of your happiness and for the sake of the friendship.

But one night, Sunghoon just couldn’t take it anymore. He thought when he gets used to it, pain will soon subside and eventually he will be happy for the two of you. But the more days and months passed by that he’s seeing you together, the more he feel the pain inside him.

“Hello, Sunghoon? Why you calling at 2 am dude?” maririnig pa ang pagod sa tono ni Jake ng magising siya mula sa mahimbing na pagkakatulog isang araw.

Biglang nakita niyang tumatawag si Sunghoon sa kanya ng alas dos ng madaling araw. It was so not him that’s why he instantly felt worried.

“I love her. I love her even before you did. I love her so much that its killing me to see her happy with you. Bakit ang unfair naman? Sa lahat naman ng makaka-agaw ko bestfriend ko pa? God knows I will choose our friendship over anything else. You are like a brother, Jake. It just hurt like hell, man. To see the girl you love in love with someone else.”

Jake was lost of words after that phone conversation with his friend. His thoughts was a mess and he can’t help but to blame himself for this. How can he be so naive? Those faces Sunghoon make whenever he saw you and Jake together. The sudden change over him when you and Jake became a couple.

Hindi alam ni Jake kung anong gagawin niya. Mahal na mahal ka niya pero hindi niya maiwasang makaramdam ng guilt kasi naisip niya, kung hindi ba siya pumasok sa eksena, kayo kaya? If Sunghoon confessed first, will it be his friend and not him? His heart aches just by the thought of it.

“Gago ka ba? Bakit mo sinabi ‘yon kay y/n? Nag-away ba kayo?” Jake remained silent as his Heeseung hyung lectured him.

Naririndi siya. Alam niyang mali ang ginawa niya at kung nalungkot ang mga kaibigan niya dahil nakita ka nilang nasaktan sa ginawa ni Jake, pwes nadurog siya. Parang sinasaksak siya ng paulit ulit sa sakit tuwing naiiisip niya ang reaksyon ng mukha mo ng sabihin niyang umuwe siya mag-isa kasi may pupuntahan pa sila magbabarkada.

“Hoy Jake!” tawag pa ni Heeseung ng biglang ligpitin nito ang mga gamit ng walang sinasabi.

Jungwon stopped his hyung to say more words and tried calming him down. Walang umiimik sa kanila pero masama ang tingin ni Sunghoon sa papaalis na si Jake. In his mind, he was cursing him badly because he didn’t let go of you just for him to treat you that way.

Nagtataka sila sa biglang pagbabago ng pakikitungo ni Jake sayo. Wala silang malaman na gawin tungkol dito dahil kahit anong sabihin nila, parang bingi si Jake at hindi nakikinig. That’s all they can do because at the end of the day, it’s still your relationship and they’re out of it.

Jake hid himself as he silently watch how you wait for your bus on your way home. He’s been doing this ever since he stopped taking you home. He’s secretly following you to make sure you are home safe.

Nang makitang makapasok kana sa loob ng bahay niyo ay napatitig siya at naramdamang kumikirot nanaman ang puso niya. How did you guys suddenly end up this way? If he’s the one to be asked, he wanted to be with you for as long as he lives. Jake don’t know if he will love someone else like the he did to you. But Sunghoon is also very important to him. And after knowing about his feelings, he couldn’t just turn blind eye over it. He knew he needs to atleast make way.

“I dare you to kiss (girl’s name)!” everyone around them cheered when they heard the dare that was given to Jake Sim.

Jay threw a party and of course they are invited. Nagkatuwaan at syempre hindi mawawala ang truth or dare na laro. You were there together with Jake but clearly, you’re not having fun. Kanina pa may mga lumilingkis sa kanya at hinahayaan lang sila ni Jake. He wanted so bad to push them away and console his sad little angel but he knew he have to do this.

He smirked to cover his pissed off expression. Why would she dare him something like that when he knew he have a girlfriend?

(girl’s name) went closer to him with an excited grin over her face. She cupped Jake’s face and was leaning in when his eyes followed your figure who’s walking out of the scene.

The girl’s face was so near to him when he held his wrist slightly pushing her away. She furrowed her brows at him.

“What are you doing?” Jake asked with a serious cold expression over his face. The girl looked taken aback and flustered.

“U-Uhm, doing your dare?”

“Don’t touch me I have a girlfriend.”

“Well she’s gone now.” she said and seductively smirked before started to lean closer again when Jake pulled away.

“I said don’t fucking touch me.” he said completely pissed and decided to drink the liqour as a punishment of not doing the dare. He also dropped a few hundred bucks as payment for the said dare.

He left the scene and left everyone silent. Agad niyang sinundan kung saan ka nagpunta at ng hindi ka mahanap ay nagdecide nalang siya umuwe habang tinatawagan ang kasambahay niyo para sabihin na ipaalam sa kanya kapag nakarating kana sa inyo.

Malakas ang kabog ng dibdib ni Jake ng hilahin mo siya kinabukasan sa may likod ng building. Habang nasa harapan ka niya at inilalabas lahat ng sama ng loob mo sa kanya, blangko ang isip niya. All he can think about is how he missed you so much. You two see each other often but still, due to the situation, Jake feels like you’re far awar from. Like you’re slowly drifting apart and it scares him... it scares him so much.

Jake kept his mouth shut and his mood drops when he noticed Sunghoon’s figure not far away from where you both are. He’s sure that you aren’t aware of it since you’re so focused at him.

“What?” Jake asked you. When he saw your reaction, his heart cracked.

‘I’m sorry, baby.’

“Wala ka ba talagang ibang sasabihin? Really, Jake Sim? What? Ayon na ‘yon? Wala man lang sorry y/n, wala lang ‘yon y/n, please mag-usap tayo y/n--”

“Why? You’re the one who suddenly ignored me. Why would I say sorry?”

‘Sorry, baby. Wala lang ‘yon. Please, i miss you so much.’ those unspoken words plays inside Jake’s mind as his mouth speaks different ones.

“You kissed (girl’s name) last night at Jay’s party.” you looked so broken and Jake fights himself to stop his arms from caging you into a tight hug.

“It was a dare.”

‘..And I didn’t kissed her baby. I pushed him off because I love you too much.’

It broke Jake. The sight of you hurting right now was the worst for him. He doesn’t know how he can even pull up a smirk in front of you when he can clearly feel his heart suffocating.

“What? You’re going to break up with me?”

‘Please, no.’

Jake stared straight right to your eyes, hoping that somehow you can see through them. That somehow you’ll know deep inside he’s aching for the two of you.

“We both know you can’t, y/n. You can’t live without me.”

‘I can’t live without you, baby.’

A lot of thoughts played inside his mind. Your old memories together flashed back right in front of him and broke him as he saw how hurt you are right now. He leaned back and sighs, trying to put some air back inside his heart. He left you there and leaned back at the wall a few feets away.

“You left her with Sunghoon?” napalingon si Jake sa kaibigan. He just nodded and was about to walk pass him but Jay stopped him.

“You know you don’t have to let go of her if you really loves her, right?”

Jake looked at him and he looked so tired. Jay feels bad because both of his friends are in a complicated situation. He’s torn who to support.

Jake didn’t said anything and just walked away. He couldn’t say anything anymore.

He thought he can suffer and give way for his friend but Jake was wrong. When he learned about you sneaking out of the school with Sunghoon, he lost it. It was like he was hit by something, and it hit him hard.

“Selos ka ‘no?” napalingon si Jake kay Heeseung ng biglang tanungin ‘yon ng kaibigan matapos mo siyang iwanan at sumama kay Sunghoon papuntang cafeteria.

Jake clenched his jaw and fist, “She’s your girl, anyway. Get her back.”

And that’s when Sunghoon’s and Jake’s war started.

(end of flashback)

“I thought I can do you a favor... I really didn’t know you like her, dude.” Jake said as he lowered his head.

Sunghoon kept his serious face, “Exactly.”

“You don’t know about it so why feel guilty?” Sunghoon asked and Jake raised his head to look at him.

“If I didn’t had my chance with y/n, its because of my own fault. You had nothing to do with it.”

“B-But--”

“Do you love y/n?” natigilan si Jake sa tanong ni Sunghoon sa kanya.

He pursed his lips before confidently answering, “Of course. I love her with all my life, Hoon.”

Instead of seeing a displeased expression, Sunghoon smirked at him. “That’s all I have to know.”

Sunghoon sighed, “You should stop worrying for me, Jake. I think I can take care of myself.”

He smiled at Jake and his friend was just silently looking at him, checking his expression. He scoffed, “Just go and see your girl. I bet she missed you already.”

Jake gulped and nodded, “Thank you so much, Hoon.”

“Say sorry to y/n for treating her badly. And never,” Sunghoon’s smirk fell and he showed Jake a serious face. “ever hurt her.”

“Makakaasa ka.” sabi ni Jake bago nagsimulang tumakbo papunta sa shower area para makapaligo na at mapuntahan ka sainyo.

Sunghoon’s smile grew bigger before he raised his hand that was holding his phone and put it beside his ear, “Is that enough for you to stop doubting his feelings for you?”

Sunghoon called you moments before he confronted Jake. You are now crying after hearing about what has been really happening for the past months.

“S-Sunghoon,” you cried, feeling bad that you can’t return his feelings for you.

He scoffed, hiding the sadness that slowly creeping inside his heart. He sighs, trying to push back the tears that are about to come out from his eyes.

“Hey, I didn’t let go of you just for you to cry.” he jokes and you sniffed because he’s just to nice.

“Be happy for me, okay?”

Jake hurried to go closer to you when he saw you waiting patiently by your house’ front door. You are wearing your cute pink pajamas and was pouting cutely while waiting patiently for him.

He sighs and lets go of his duffel bag to accept your embrace. He snaked his arms over your waist as he bury his face at your neck inhaling your familiar sweet scent.

“Baby what are you doing here? You should be resting.” he scolded you.

You sniffed starting to cry already, it worry Jake and he quickly pulled away from the hug to cup your face. With furrowed brows, “Hey is something wrong? What happened?”

You pouted and sighed, “I love you.”

Jake’s heart raced at what he heard. He dropped a quick peck over your lips as his eyes started to tear up.

“I love you more, baby.” he said and you couldn’t believe what you’re seeing. Jake Sim is right in front of you, crying.

“I love you so much, y/n. Sorry for being a bad boyfriend.” he said and stared at your eyes.

Something caress your heart to see this side of him. He looked so vulnerable looking at you lovingly and full of affection, all for you. You raised your hand to wipe off those tears away from him.

“You don’t have to say sorry for trying to be a good friend, love.” you said and flashed him an assuring smile.

“We may be stuck in between but always know that I’ll always go to you. It will always be you that I’ll be choosing.” you assured him and he can’t help but to lean closer to give you a sweet and passionate kiss.

“I love you so much.”

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