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monstersandmaw · 3 years

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Male werewolf x female character - Chapter Four (sfw)

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Here’s part four for those interested, and I hope you enjoy some more slow-burn/awkward fluff. Moodboard/aesthetic at the end.

Part One (sfw), Part Two (sfw), Part Three (sfw)

Odessa knew she was courting trouble the moment she dug out her favourite outfit.

There was nothing inherently ‘fancy’ about it — it was a simple pair of figure-hugging jeans and a green woollen jumper with brown elbow patches — but it was the outfit she’d worn when her best friend had taken her to the cinema after her second, and final, breakup with Jake, and she trusted Derek’s opinion on everything, and especially all matters sartorial. The man knew how to dress any figure — their small group of friends called him ‘Dandy’ for a reason — and he had looked her up and down and grinned at her. “You look good, ’Dess. Not that sweatpants and over-sized hoodies aren’t a good look on you, because you can make anything work, but you look good.”

The inflection had carried a slew of meaning meant to be inferred, and she’d smiled. “I feel good,” she’d hedged. “Ok, maybe not good good, but… better anyway.”

Entering The Boar and Hart pub on the main street of Pinewatch that night, Odessa channelled all the confidence Dandy’s smile had lent her on so many occasions, and looked around. Drinking alone was not something she was particularly fond of, but she set her shoulders and headed towards the bar at the back to order a pint of local beer on recommendation from the bartender.

The young woman looked about her own age, perhaps a few years older, and said, “You’re not from round here,” as she slid her pint glass across the dark wooden bar to her. Behind, rows of single malts glinted amber in the soft lighting. “Holiday?”

“Yup,” Odessa replied, sipping the slight frothing head and rolling her eyes. “Mmm, you were right; that is good.”

“My brother owns the microbrewery,” the bartender replied. “It’s made just down the road.”

“Can’t beat local,” Odessa mumbled into the small, foaming head of the beer. “Any chance I can have a portion of those sweet potato fries too while I’m here?” she asked, eyeing the basket that someone brought out from the back to hand to a customer further down the bar.

“Sure thing. I’ll bring them out to you in a bit.”

“I’ll be over there,” she said, nodding to the quieter end of the bar.

For something to do to feel less pathetic while drinking alone, she took out her phone and used the bar’s free, if glacially slow, wifi to send a few pics from the trail to Dandy and another friend, and while that was sending, she scrolled idly through Instagram hashtags of the park for a while.

Some time later, a tap on her shoulder made her jump, and she looked up with a skinny potato chip halfway to her lips to find Carys smiling at her. She thought the woman was probably in her early forties, but she had a glint in her eye that spoke of the kind of camaraderie that defied the passage of time, and Odessa found herself smiling back instantly.

“Glad to find you here,” Carys said and let her eyes take in the half-empty pint glass with the name of the beer etched into the glass. “Ahh, you picked a good one.”

“It was picked for me,” she said, nodding to the bartender.

Carys followed her gaze. “Sophie never lets her patrons down. You want to come and join us?” she added. “It’s miserable drinking alone.”

“Tell me about it. Thank you, I’d love to,” Odessa said, figuring any friend of Carys’ had to be alright, and slid down off her bar stool to follow the woman back over to a table on the far side of the cosy pub.

There she saw Tala, and sitting opposite her, with his long legs tucked politely, if awkwardly, beneath his own chair, Gabe. His bashful expression as he looked up to greet her was enough to bring a little wry smile to her lips, and she let Carys steer her into the rickety wooden chair beside Gabe’s before greeting the rest of the table.

“Hi,” she said to Tala, who smiled back and raised her lemonade in greeting.

“Glad to see you survived a hike with Gabe,” she said, eyes flashing playfully. “Normally he leaves the rest of us in the dust.”

Odessa turned ostentatiously in her seat to look at him, and he blushed into his beer. “Is that so?” she asked.

“Slander,” he mumbled, taking a big gulp.

Everyone laughed gently, and he shot her another look over the rim of his glass. He had the sleeves of his red and black tartan shirt cuffed up to the the elbows to reveal muscular forearms that made her mouth go dry, and she would have bet good money that his dark jeans fit his legs as perfectly as had his hiking trousers.

Don't even go there, woman, she scolded herself. Just… don’t.

“So, Odessa,” Carys said as she sipped her wine and cradled it for a moment before taking another. “What made you book a cabin in the woods by yourself for two weeks?”

A pang of adrenaline sliced through her good mood, and she bought herself a moment by swigging a fortifying gulp of her remaining beer.

Beside her, Gabe twitched his head too, but she spoke before he could attempt to distract Carys, or try something equally gallant.

“Ah, you know,” she breezed. “Needed a change… I… I quit my job rather suddenly and I’ve just got out of a shitty relationship, so… I figured what better way to start a new chapter of my life than doing something completely different, you know?”

Carys sobered a little as she listened, but she inclined her head in a sympathetic gesture, and said, “Here’s to that,” and raised her glass.

Odessa playfully chinked the rim of her glass against the older woman’s, and was surprised when Gabe brought his own pint glass up into her peripheral vision in solidarity. The gesture touched her on a level she hadn’t expected, and her eyes glazed a little with emotion as she brought her glass to his.

Their eyes met, and in the soft lighting of the bar, she caught the flash of autumn in his irises. Where she’d thought they were a dark hazel before, she could now see slivers of gold and flecks of copper amid the warm brown, and her heart lurched. Jake’s eyes had never struck her as particularly kind, but these eyes held her in a way she’d never experienced. He blinked and the moment ended like a pricked bubble.

“What about you?” Odessa asked, clearing her throat and turning to face the two women on the other side of the table. “Are you lifelong locals?”

They both nodded, but it was Carys who spoke first. “My great grandpa came out this way for the logging, and my family’s just sort of… stayed,” she smiled.

When Odessa looked at Tala, she said, “My mum runs the vet practice. When I finished my degree, I did some work experience with the Park Service and…” she shot Carys a look and grinned, “…just sort of stayed on too.”

Odessa looked from Tala to Carys and shook her head. “You weren’t kidding when you said this place tends to hold on to people.”

“Not everyone,” Carys said carefully before turning to Gabe. “So you took her out to Three Mile Lake. How was it?”

He looked briefly at Odessa before clearing his throat. “Lake was as beautiful as ever. Saw that vixen on the trail cam too…”

Carys was already laughing privately before he’d finished, but she looked over her wine at Odessa and said, “You really didn’t struggle to keep up in the end?”

Laughing, she shook her head. “No. I got the impression he pretty much halved his usual pace to let me keep up though…”

“Halving is generous,” he said. “You did fine.”

Warmth bloomed inside her and she smiled til her cheeks ached.

They did that a lot that evening; ached.

Carys had them in stitches with her dry humour, and Tala damn-near melted her heart with photos of puppies from the vet clinic. To see them properly across the table, Odessa had to lean in obliquely, and if she just happened to closer and closer to Gabe in so doing — close enough to catch the very soft notes of his woody cologne — then no one seemed to comment, least of all him. Gabe certainly didn’t object or pull away when their forearms brushed briefly together on the table. With each fleeting contact, her heart fluttered until she felt almost giddy. Nothing had felt this good, this fun, in months. Maybe even in years.

What felt like hours later, Odessa sat back in her seat and turned to Gabe, and elbowed him gently in the bicep. “You got any pictures of your doggos?”

A complicated expression passed across his face before he mumbled, “I… don’t have a phone that takes photos.” He pursed his lips. “Just an old brick with a battery that never runs out.”

“No way?” she giggled. “Well, I guess it fits that ‘wild mountain man’ reputation.”

A private smirk replaced the awkward pinch to his eyes and he looked away, still smiling. “Yeah.”

“I’ve got one,” Carys said and fished out her phone. “That’s Thunder,” she said and turned the screen around to show a creature that Odessa would have sworn was one hundred percent wolf. He had a coat the colour of a thundercloud, and an expression to match.

She felt her own face turn serious when she looked into his intense eyes and her body stilled. “He’s beautiful,” she breathed. A moment later she added in an undertone, “I can’t believe someone would try and keep him as a house pet though… He looks like he should be leading a pack out in Finland.”

She looked sidelong at Gabe and found him studying at her face with a sad little smile playing around the corners of his mouth. “Yeah,” he rasped.

“This is Axel,” Carys went on, drawing Odessa’s attention away. “He’s a shy boy, skittish, so the photo’s a bit distant I’m afraid. And that’s Mia in the front.”

Axel was little more than a silvery blur at the back of the photo, head down, ears back, eyes focused, but Mia sat curiously in front of a log in the large pen, looking more like a wolfish-husky than the other two; more domesticated. A wild light lingered in her eyes though.

“They’re all gorgeous,” she said and sat back while Carys stowed her phone in her pocket. “I’d love a dog, but I my flat doesn’t allow pets, and until a couple of weeks ago I had a job that took up too much time for an animal anyway.” She shrugged and swallowed the dregs of her second beer right before a yawn took her. “Oh man, all this fresh air and exercise has worn me out. I think I’m going to head back to the cabin soon.”

Gabe stretched his neck out with a little side-to-side movement and sighed. “I’m on the early shift at the centre tomorrow so I’ll head back too.”

Taking that as her queue to let him out from his seat, where he was wedged between her and the vertical shiplap on the wall beside him, Odessa shuffled out and grabbed her coat from the back of her chair as she stood. “Thanks for tonight,” she said to Carys and Tala. “I’m really glad I came.”

“Me too,” Carys said with a smile. “You’ll have to do that Deer’s Leap trail some time before you go though. Can’t have Gabe commandeering you away from my suggestions now, can I?”

She looked him in the eye and said, “Maybe he can show me Deer’s Leap himself? That way I won’t get lost, and I won’t let Carys down.”

A slow-dawning smile crept across his face until he was beaming quietly, and he looked down at his boots. “Yeah. I’d like that. Maybe over the weekend?”

Carys’ eyebrows waggled at Tala, and Odessa knew an attempted setup when she saw one. “Sounds perfect. I’ll leave you to the rest of your evening.” She nodded politely at them, and walked towards the door of the pub without waiting to see if Gabe was following her. She was leaving in eleven days, and Gabe would be the one left to deal with them once she was gone.

Outside, her breath fogged in front of her face and she drew the collar of her tan, woollen coat up, freeing her thick, wavy hair with a practised flick. She caught the soft inhale from behind her as she swished it, and turned on the spot to find Gabe stepping out right behind her, his hands shoved deep into his pockets and his shoulders hunched as if trying to make himself less conspicuous.

“I had fun tonight,” she murmured, and relief softened the stern look of apprehension in his features. “And earlier too. I didn’t really get the chance to thank you properly when we got back to the centre, but…” she paused and swallowed thickly. “I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun.”

Gabe looked at her so intently that she was reminded of Thunder’s golden stare. The flash of the streetlights in his irises made it seem like they were actually glowing, but when he realised she was gawking at him, he blinked and looked away. “Me neither,” he croaked. “Would you like me to walk you back to the cabin?”

“Thank you,” she said. “I don’t want to take up your evening though.”

“It’s just the dogs waiting for me,” he said with a shrug, setting off up the street and drawing her with him by his quiet, steady presence alone. “No grand plans.”

“Speak for yourself. I’ve got a luxurious hot chocolate calling my name back at the cabin.”

The chuckle she heard over the hiss of a passing car’s tyres on the wet road made her stomach flip over and she barely resisted the urge to slide her arm into the crook of his when she caught up with him. She barely knew the man, and yet she felt as comfortable around him as she did any of her friends in the city; perhaps more so.

Taking a deep breath, she let it out slowly as she walked beside him in easy silence, and when they left the safety of the pavement and street lights for the road north out of the tiny town, he ushered her to walk in front of him.

Gabe walked by her side like a protective shadow until the porch light of the cabin flicked on at their arrival, and she turned to face him. He still had his hands in his pockets, and a shy smile on his lips.

“Thank you,” she whispered, oddly tearful all of a sudden. “I… I don’t know what I was expecting from this —” she broke off and took in her surroundings with a sweep of her eyes “— but I didn’t expect to feel so… welcomed, so part of something, when I’ve only been here a couple of days. I think they’ve been the best couple of days this whole bloody year,” she said, and those tears finally welled and spilled over.

Grimacing and trying to hide, she half turned away, but Gabe stopped her with his low, gentle voice. “I’m glad you came here too,” he said. “I had a good time today. I’ll… I’ll see you over the weekend for that walk maybe?”

“I’d love that,” she said, and cuffed the tears off her cheek before turning back to him. “Gabe?” she asked as he pivoted, about to leave.

“Mmm?”

“Is it too forward of me to give you a hug?”

His white teeth flashed in the dark as he laughed quietly and shook his head. “No. I was hoping you might, but I didn’t want to push.”

She could have kissed him for that, but instead she flung her arms around his neck, stretching and leaving him no choice but to put his hands on her waist and hug her back. It didn’t last long, and their bodies barely touched, but he pressed his nose fleetingly against the side of her head and inhaled as if he might never get the chance again, and when she pulled back, his eyes had fluttered closed.

“’Night, Odessa,” he rasped, and strode off into the dark without looking back.

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Next chapter --->

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pokemonswshfics · 3 years

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Hi i hope you are doing well, i have a request, can i please have some headcanons of leon,piers,raihan with a male s/o who is a cinnamon roll and fairy type user ?

hello, dearest! i hope you're doing well too, of course you can ^-^ have a good read everyone! ❤

Leon/Piers/Raihan × Fairy Type Trainer Male S/O Reader! || Headcanons (Sfw)

headcanons under the cut, darlings! <3

Leon (Sfw)

Leon was shy the first time he met you, which is rare when meeting fans.

"Uh d-do you want a picture? Can I take one with you too? Or wait- uh- no- I meant to say, we can take a picture on my phone and I can send it to you. Just need your phone number, if you don't mind!"

Goes to all your battles and events! No matter how big or small. Even your Pokemon's modeling shows, he'll clap as loud as he possibly can from the audience.

Sometimes he watches from afar to not bring attention to himself, or wears a disguise.

He likes training your Pokemon, gets along the best with Ralts. He takes her to the Wild Area, Charizard acts as an older brother, he's protective of her too.

"She's like a small child! How could I not love her? Almost as cute as you."

Takes you on dates to Glimwood Tangle, he sets up picnics for you two. Makes all the food himself, or at least tries. Some of it is store bought or Hop-made.

He spoils you in constant shopping sprees.

(For my feminine male readers!! ^-^) Leon needed a second to collect himself the first time he saw you wear a skirt.

"You look so good r-right now, uh- we can go get out of here if you want.. Somewhere more private? Respectfully, of course!"

Piers (Sfw)

He was blunt when you first met because he was nervous, being his first crush and all.

"You want an autograph or somethin'? A picture? Just say so. Your Alcremie and you are real close."

He didn't expect to be so attracted to someone so different.

He tried pushing you away, from a slight fear that you wouldn't like him back.

When he found out you did like him back, he thought you were joking.

"Y-You like me? You serious? You're some ray of sunshine and you like some guy like me.."

He won't admit it, but he thinks your dynamic is adorable. The way your fashion taste, music taste, and Pokemon taste, all clash is something he loves.

Piers got protective quickly, constantly asking where you were and if you needed him there.

"Kitty, it's really not a bother. If you ever need help, lemme know. Alright? I'd do anythin' for you."

Writes you songs, sings them to you in private.

Your Pokemon are scared of him, he's extra nice to them.

"Piers, what did you do to Cutiefly?!"

"Nothin', I swear! Just said it would be a nice statue if it was stuffed when it died! That's a compliment!"

When he's serious, he gets incredibly sappy.

"I mean it when I say I love you, okay? You're so cute and sweet and..augh.ugh If I knew more meaningful adjectives, I would use them right now, pretty boy."

Raihan (Sfw)

Flirted with you immediately.

"Hey.. you're cute, are you gonna be in Hammerlocke for long? After I win this- excuse me- humbly win this battle, I'll take you out to eat. You down, cutie?"

He didn't win.

"I couldn't go hard on you! You're too cute, that's all. Totally not because of your Fairy Type team."

"But ahh.. We still going out sometime?"

That was the first of many dates.

Raihan calls you his prince, constantly saying that you seem like you came out of a fairy tale.

He constantly posts you on social media, with intentionally corny captions and hashtags.

"I have the cutest boyfriend! #my-prince #he's-the-cutest-fairy-in-my-eyes #i-might-eat-his-Alcremie-later #for-legal-reasons-this-is-a-joke"

His Pokemon are scared of yours, it's incredibly funny to see a Flygon fly from an Aromatisse that just wants to play.

"Flygon, she won't do anything! At most knock you out, but- wait stop flying away! I didn't mean it! Babe, I'll be right back. He might fly all the way to Alola or something."

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Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed, requests are always open! Just might be a wait depending on what it is! 💕 -🥝

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mhento · 3 years

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Jaehyun - Distortion

Genre : college!au || angst, fluff, smut

Paring: Jaehyun x female!reader

Word count: 8,6k

Warning: swearing, graphic smut/ sexual themes, mentioning of alcohol

Summary: Your life drastically changed after you met the boyfriend of your friend Carly and his friends.

A/N: I post this after one or two years in my drafts. So hope you like it and remember I did not re-read this, so there may be some grammar mistakes.

Lmao I suck at descriptions. So please don’t mind my nonsense I wrote there. Hope you have fun reading this. 😊💕 @bunniglow

It was a usual day in college. You were seated in the front row of the lecture hall. There wasn't much to say about you. You were just an ordinary girl. Well you heard other people say you were a nerd but that wasn't really you. They said those things because you always sat in the front row, hadn't a lot of friends and sat in the library when you weren't at your apartment or at your workplace.

You were a barista in a cafe near your college. Most of the people who came to get a drink were students. At first you found it good because they weren't much people who had a huge age gap. But after some time it got really annoying. Most of the people who ordered were rude. They had an attitude that made you ponder how they were treated at home to be this disrespectful. Customers that weren't students were nice, sometimes too nice. You hadn't anything against talking with a customer when you had time but you definitely were against their flirting attempts. The only thing they created was uncomfortableness. So you rushed to get them out of your view which was kind of hard sometimes. Overall you didn't like your job much but it was your only source of money and they paid well, so you didn't want to complain.

The things students were thinking about you were false prejudices. You sat in the front row because you didn't want to see other students in front of you. You wanted to have the least contact with them. The front row could secure you this. You weren't afraid of others but you just simply hadn't any motivation to talk to any person about things you considered as indifferent. This was also the reason why you had barely friends. The only friend you had was a girl you met on your first day in your first semester who introduced herself as Charlotte or Charly as she wants to be called like this.You actually didn't want to talk to her at first but she was so persistent that in the end you gave in. After your first talk with her you learned that she was also your roommate. You couldn't have been happier. You had guessed you would get the worst roommate.

She definitely wasn't the best roomate. She was the reason why you spent so little time in the apartment. She had a boyfriend and whenever he came over you were out of view after you learned it the hard way. The first time you thought it would be okay to sit in your room and learn for the upcoming exams but you were proven wrong. You didn't know they both would be this loud. So you had to take your earphones in. Even with the music in full volume, you couldn't veneer their voices. So you gave up and walked out of the door. Since then you avoided being in the apartment when he was present. But he was there most of the time so you just had the library as an escape.

As you sat in the front row and draw on the cover of your block, gasped could be heard. So you lifted your head to see what made people so shocked. A male student stood in the door frame and he looked like a rich kid who gets spoiled from his parents frequently. He had a ripped blue jeans and a grey polo shirt with a denim jacket over on. His shoes were from an expensive sport label. They were black with a dark blue hashtag on the sides. He had a watch on that was way more expensive than anything that belonged to you. His hair which was dark brown was styled back. He looked through the rows and halted when he saw you. He locked eyes with you and a small smile appeared on his handsome face before he started to walk to the back row.

Charly suddenly came from behind you and sat down next to you. You didn't question her why she was sitting behind you but you were definitely confused.

"Oh my gosh Y/N. He looked at you and he even smiled. You're soooo lucky." Your friend said with excitement and a huge smile on her face.

"What? Whom are you referring to?"

"Girl are you serious?" She deadpanned. "Jung Jaehyun just looked at you. Fucking Jung Jaehyun."

"Jung who? Who is this?"

Her smile dropped and she seemed to get a little annoyed.

"Jung Jaehyun. The hot guy that smiled at you like a minute ago." When she saw that you were still a little confused she added. "You know, the guy with the expensive clothes on."

"Ohh you mean the rich kid. Ahh yeah uhm what's with him? He can look at anybody he wants to. Maybe he saw something on my face or so."

She gave you a disapproving look but before she could speak again the professor came and the lecture began.

Not even five minutes into the lecture and you were getting bored. You just wanted to sleep. But this didn't seem like a good idea when you were in front of the prof. You didn't want him to think his lecture was uninteresting so you came to the conclusion to just continue your drawing.

When it finally ended you were the first out of the hall and went straight to the cafeteria. You were starving so much because you couldn't get to eat in the morning. You set an alarm on your phone and went to sleep but you forgot to charge your phone over the night. So the battery of your phone died and with that your alarm wasn't going to give any tone. You were woken up by Charly in the morning. She was already dressed and ate something. She thought you were already gone but heard you mumbling something so she came to wake you. You were truly thankful to her. If she wasn't there, you would have been in trouble.

You were the first to arrive in the cafeteria. The lady behind the counter already knew what you were going to buy. In the time you were walking to the counter, the old lady already had your order finished.

"Y/N nice to see you again. You weren't here for quiet a time." The old lady kinda made a pouting face and that brought both of you to laugh.

"I'm sorry. I was just kinda busy. But I promise I'll be here more often in the future. And thank you for finishing it up before I even arrived." You gave her a thumbs up and as you saw the people gathering in the cafeteria you quickly said your leave and made your way to the exit.

But before you left you saw Jaehyun shortly looking at you. You didn't gave it much of a thought but it stil didn't go unnoticed.

You sat on the rooftop and waited for Charly. For the first time she said she would bring her boyfriend with her. You didn't know what to say and you were kind of nervous.

You bit in your salami sandwich and enjoyed the view. You liked the rooftop a lot. You found yourself always interested in your surrounding. You wanted to take pictures of old houses or just a street full of people in the shopping area. The look down from the roof was facinating everytime you went there. The people going to their different lectures. You could already tell who was in his first semester and who wasn't. The people in their first semesters were kind of confused where they had to go. When you thought back to the time when you were in your first semester it was the same for you. Even after half a year you didn't knew what building you had to enter. A good thing was that Charly was there for you. And it was kind of strange that she always knew where they had to go. But you didn't complain.

Loud voices brought you back to reality. Even if Charly was coming with her boyfriend, they were too many voices...too many male voices. You turned around and saw your friend with 5 guys around her.

When she saw you looking at her she greeted you. The guys stopped talking and the attention was now on you. They were all really good looking and also had expensive things on. You recognized Jaehyun among them.

The first person that talked was a really tall guy. He had black hair and his arm was around Charly's waist. So he had to be her boyfriend or other ways it would have been odd. "Hey, I'm Johnny. I'm Charly's boyfriend. Nice to finally meet you. I've heard a lot about you." He said smiling.

Charly prickled him in the side. She rolled her eyes at him and then turned back to you. "He says it like it was something bad we talked about. But dont worry, we just talked about good things." She winked at you and you couldn't contain a laugh.

"It's fine. I don't even know what you could say about me. I mean, I'm not that interesting." You said with a shrug but still with a smile plastered on your face. If Jaehyun wouldn't stand next to Johnny, you would've missed the frown on his face. It didn't last long and that made unsure. Maybe you just imagined it?

The next to speak was a guy with red hair. He wasn't as tall as Johnny but taller than you. You didn't know why but he gave you the feeling as if he was the leader of the clique. Could you say leader? But like the person that arranged most of the meetings outside the college. "I'm Taeyong. Nice to meet you." He was really polite as he gave you his hand to shake. "I mean I don't know if you already know my name but I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you too." You said with a slighty timid attitude.

You didn't know why you were shy all of a sudden. But this was your first time to speak to so many people. It made you nervous as hell. You just didn't know why this feeling came only now.

A guy with dark hair spoke next. He kind of reminded you of a bunny. A really cute bunny to that. "I'm Doyoung." He came and gave you a hug. It took you off guard and you seemed to look as surprised as you felt because Doyoung apologized as soon as he saw your face. "I'm always like this. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable." "What? No you didn't made me feel uncomfortable. I was just surprised. That's all. No need to apologize for your kindness." You briskly responded. This time you saw Jaehyun lifting an eyebrow at you. You quickly looked away from him and at ten only person you dodmt know the name of yet.

He didn't look like the other guys but still handsome. Your gut feeling was right and he introduced himself as Yuta. He came from Japan.

"Oh really you're from Japan? That's cool. I've always wanted to go there but I didn't had enough time or money to do that." You exclaimed happily.

"Hey if you ever go there just message me on Instagram and I'll give you a tour around." You nodded and smiled at this.

This caused an unhappy look on Jaehyun's face and you weren't sure anymore if you even wanted to be introduced to him. In this short time you saw him. He looked more pissed than happy. Didn't he smile at you hours ago? Why would he be like this then?

Even after a moment of silence and all eyes on Jaehyun, he hadn't said anything. Just looked at you. Which pissed you more off. As everyone could see the tension between you two, Taeyong decided to speak up. "So uhm this is Jaehyun. Well normally he isn't like this and actually the most hyper of us but today he seems off." Jaehyun shot a glare at Taeyong but still remained silent.

After uncomfortable silence you all decided to talk about useless stuff. You actually got really good along with Yuta and Doyoung. Between your conversations with them you felt your eyes always looking at Jaehyun. Even if he didn't say a word to you till now, he did seem to wake your interests. But you just shrugged it off as he didn't show any signs.

You learned a whole lot about them. They are called RSB which means 'Rich Since Birth'. Out of their pronunciation you knew they didn't like that name. A lot of people think they got to this university just because of money and that their grades are bought. They were also known as the prettiest group of friends on campus. Despite the number of people that hated them, they were a lot more that liked them. Liked them way too much. They got a lot of love confessions. Heck how old were the people who confessed? They weren't in high school anymore. They should know better. You never really understood people who confessed their love to someone who they barely knew.

You exchanged numbers with almost everyone there. Jaehyun was the only person you didn't feel to get quite along with and this wasn't how you wished it would be. He didn't even say bye to you and just disappeared from your view.

You said your goodbye to everyone else and went to your lecture. It was the first time you weren't one of the first people to arrive but one of the last. Thus there wasn't a seat available in the front row. You had to go to the middle. At first you felt uncomfortable but it got better with time. You looked around and saw Jaehyun in the front row. You probably scoffed too loud and also glared too obviously at Jaehyun as everyone was now looking at you two. He seemed to notice the unwanted attention on him and turned around to see you glaring at him. He still had this annoying look and this made you seemingly insecure as you took your back and exit the room right before the prof came.

For the rest of the day you just sat on your bed and read a book. You didn't really care about what you read and you also didn't concentrate while you read but you needed something to bring you on other thoughts. Tomorrow would be more miserable than today because you knew most of the people were going to talk about you and Jaehyun and what ifs could be between you two.

When Carly arrived she also asked you holes in your stomach. You said that you never saw him in the front row before and just on the day you couldn't sit in the front he sits there. Like he was provoking you. She responded, you thought too much into it and it probably wasn't on purpose. Moreover it was just a seat so what was the problem? And she was right. What was your problem to even begin with?

After almost a week the rumors about you didn't stop. You thought that people would have been bored after not being fed with more stuff but you were wrong. It was Jaehyun everyone was talking about. So this couldn't last just one week. It had to be longer and it annoyed you a lot. Not to your surprise Jaehyun ignored you. When he didn't ignore you he sent you glares over the room. You knew it was your fault but what could you do? The damage was wrought. The rumors were from Y/N just wanted attention from him to Y/N is pregnant with Jaehyun's child. Sometimes you laughed about their silliness but you were also shocked to what extent people thought of you. How you just were after his money or other stuff. Did people even thought before they talked?

You still held your contact with the other boys. They weren't about what you did but they found it hilarious. When you sat on the rooftop to tell them what happened they all laughed their asses off telling you, you did great. You didn't even wanted to understand what they meant with you doing great.

After like another month the rumors kind of shut down. They weren't completely eradicated but less than weeks ago.

You were on your way to the rooftop when Jaehyun wrote in the group chat you all decided to open a few weeks ago. You didn't even need to look to say what he wrote. The only thing he always wrote was that he didn't come to the rooftop.

You already heard a lot of people talking on the rooftop. You squinted your eyes as soon as you walked out of the door. The sun beamed in your face so you had to take a hand to cover your eyes. To your surprise Jaehyun was sitting there and chatting with the others.

You took out your phone and read the message he wrote in the group chat.

Today I'm coming to the roof - boy who always glares👀 (11:56am)

You felt your phone being taken away from Doyoung. Even with trying, you couldn't hold a grasp on your phone. "Ohhhh guys, do you know how Y/N saved Jaehyun in her contact list?" Everyone shoke their head and Doyoung jumped around like a hyper pony. "Doyoung, I warn you. Shut the fuck up and give me my phone back." You glared at him and the angry voice was audible. But Doyoung just shoke his head. "She saved him as boy who always glares. She even has two eyes emojis behind this."

Everyone laughed expect you and Jaehyun. You looked panicked at him and he seemed happy. He had a huge smile on his face.

You went to Doyoung and ripped your phone out of his hands. You glared at him one last time before you walked to the others and sat down.

Everyone seemed to have calmed down. So Jaehyun took the opportunity to speak first. "You all know Sicheng right? He's holding a party on Friday and he ask me if I could bring some of my friends."

"Uhhh Sicheng is holding a party? I'm definitely in." Said Yuta with a grin. He looked happier than you've seen him before. Did he had a thing for Sicheng?

You leaned in to Carly and hold a hand in front of your mouth before you whispered to her. "Who is Sicheng?"

"He's also in the clique. You just don't see him often."

"Ah Jaehyun I assume your also in for it." After Jaehyun nodded Doyoung added "So why do we all not just meet up at the party. A little fun can't damage, right?" Jaehyun looked at you and for the first time in weeks you didn't saw him glare at you or anything. He actually had a small smile on his lips which had you smiling unconscious. You weren't sure of what to say to the offer but Charly already agreed for you.

It was Friday evening and you were getting ready for the party. Charly put make up on for you.

When you were in high school you actually wanted to do stuff like this. But you gave up after months of trying. Whenever you made yourself pretty in your eyes and went to your parents they said you looked like a clown or something.

"Ok, I'm finished. You look amazing Y/N." Carly praised herself. You stood in front of a mirror. You put on a short black dress. You didn't have a lot of dresses in your wardrobe and this was the best and expensive looking, so you decided fot this one.

On the way to Sicheng's home ,where the party was on going, you kinda felt nervous again. You weren't much of a party type. Your bed was much more comfortable than a drunk people who collided with you. But Charly pleaded you the whole week to come with her. It wouldn't be fun without you. So you gave in.

When Sicheng's house was in sight you already saw a lot of drunk people in his dooryard. It wasn't even past 9pm and here you were struggling to even come to his front door because a dude had to fall in front of you and nearly spelled all of his drink on you. Thanks to Carly this didn't happen. She pulled you back a little and the red cup landed in front of your shoes. Due to smell the cup had to have vodka in it.

Finally inside it wasn't better. More drunk people could be seen. The only difference was that they also danced awfully to the music. They hadn't any rhythm to the beat but what do you expect from intoxicated students.

Suddenly a guy came to your side. He was tall and looked like someone who would spent his time with the " RSB " kids since his clothing looked just as expensive as from Jaehyun. But you couldn't deny that he still looked pretty handsome. The only thing didn't matching was that he was here. He looked too cute to even come to this party. So what was he doing here?

"Hey I'm Sicheng. I assume you're Y/N." Your eyes almost fell out from your staring. He was the person who throw the party. He looked like an introverted person and not someone with so many connections. Your prejudice was again wrong.

You felt Carly pinching your waist. Sicheng looked amused by you and you finally realized you just stared at him and not even said a single word. It would be too awkward to say anything now and to your relief Sicheng spoke again. "Well since Carly already told me about you, you don't have to introduce yourself, I guess. Do you two want to come with me to the basement? The others are already there. We play billiards. I'm not that good so I came up to look if anything is damaged." He smiled at the both of you and Carly dragged you with her to the basement.

Sicheng disappeared briefly in the kitchen and came back with three red cups. You rather didn't plan on drinking anything because you knew you hadn't the best alcohol tolerance. Nonetheless you accepted the cup amd followed both downstairs. The landing was small and it wasn't really illuminated.

The room was large. The walls were black which let the room seem smaller than he actually was. Paintings were on two walls. One was yellow with white and black mixed in it and the other showed a boy with his back looking. He sat on a stone and around him was water. It seemed like the stone was his only lifeboat. Further away in the background you could see a forest. It definitely didn't look appealing. The forest was dark green mixed with black.

Although it was the basement it had a big window. You could see the garden through the window. The garden was also large. The trees were organized after their length. There was a path between the trees that led to a shed. Other than this there was also a big pool were a lot of people were crowded around.

Back in the room was a billiard table and Yuta played against Taeyong. Taeyong was in lead. There was also a couch were Doyoung, Johnny, Carly and Sicheng sat. You didn't notice the two left your side. A table was in front of the couch and chaird were placed around the table. Even though most of the people were here, Jaehyun was missing. This made you a little disappointed. You were looking kinda forward to see him.

Your best option was to go to the others on the couch. Once you settled down Johnny suggested to play truth or dare. You weren't really in the mood for it but what exactly could go wrong. Yuta and Taeyong also gathered around the table and Doyoung placed an empty bottle in the middle of the table. The chair to your left wasn't occupied. You took the opportunity and ask where Jaehyun was. "We actually don't know. He was here a while ago and suddenly he was gone. He probably is upstairs kissing with some chick." This earned Johnny a lot of glares from the other boys and Carly kicked him. Johnny just looked questionable at the others. Sicheng whispered something into Johnny's ear and he looked apologetic at you. Now it was your turn to look confused. Taeyong opened his mouth to say something when the door opened and revealed Jaehyun. He sat down on the only chair that was left and drunk his alcohol mix. Nobody asked him where he was and instead Taeyong spun the bottle.

It stopped at Yuta and he chose dare. Doyoung dared him to call Mark and confess to him his love for Sicheng. Taeyong who sat on your right told you who Mark was. He was also part of the clique but a semester under them. They knew him since middle school. The phone ringing stopped Taeyong from speaking more. After the fifth ring Mark accepted the call. The whole thing was really funny because Mark had to be sleeping already as his answers made no sense. He wished the new couple congratulations although Yuta only talked about his love for Sicheng and not returned love.

Yuta spun the bottle and this time it stopped at Jaehyun. He chose truth. "Do you have someone who you like?" Doyoung briskly asked. Jaehyun stiffened for a moment before his eyes met yours and he seemed to get more nervous. He eventually looked back at Doyoung. "Yeah I do have someone." A lot of oohhhs could be heard and Johnny asked who it was but Jaehyun didn't spell any tea.

You felt Jaehyun's glimpse on you again but you decided to ignore it. You began to get nervous. Jaehyun spun the bottle and oh how predictably. It stopped at you. If you chose truth, you would have become a question like Jaehyun. You decided for dare which was the worse decision.

As the rounds before Doyoung talked. "I dare you to kiss the person to your left." You couldn't believe this. Why did it had to be Jaehyun? You didn't dare to look at him. Instead you looked around and nobody was really shocked about the statement expect you and Jaehyun. You slowly turned your head to your left and locked eyes with him. He seemed as nervous as you. You hesitated but you moved forward to him. You halted in front of his face. Your noses were touching, never breaking eye contact. Your heart beat a lot faster than you wanted and you were sure he could hear it from his position. As you appeared to not move forward anymore, he took the chance and placed his lips in yours. You closed your eyes. He moved slowly and you took up with his pace. He leaned back and you opened your eyes to see shocked faces of the others. You looked back at him and saw him trying to conceal a smile which brought a small smile to creep up on your face.

"Wow. I never thought you would really do this." Doyoung said as shaken as he looked. You took the first sip of your drink and it soured your throat.

You all didn't speak about this and just moved on to continue your game. After some time you excused yourself to get you a new drink. You weren't drunk but definitely a little tipsy.

You made your way out of the door and proceeded your way up the stairs. As you almost arrived upstairs a hand touched your shoulder. You turned around and saw Jaehyun behold you. His eyes were dark and it made him even more handsome. His eyes flickered between your eyes and your lips as he came closer and briefly kissed you on the lips, just to examine your expression. When you didn't move away or anything, he kissed you again. This time deeper than in the game. His lips were soft as they moved against your own. He pushed you against the wall and your hands moved upwards his torso and around his neck. The feeling of his hands on your side sending chills through your body. One of his hands moved to your back and then squeezed lightly your butt. A moan escaped your lips before you could stop it. Jaehyun grunted at this.

"Do you know how long I've waited for this? I couldn't hold it in anymore. Why do you have to wear this short dress? It looks so fucking good on you." He said pressing you more against the wall. He kissed your jaw down to your neck and sucked till purple bruises began to form. He moved to your ear and nibbled at it. This let another moan escape as you moved your head back which gave him more access to your neck. Your leg moved around his and you felt a bulge touch the space between your legs. You felt yourself getting more wet.

"Hey what do you think about getting in one of the rooms upstairs?" He said in between kisses. You stopped and looked at him. "Isn't this Sicheng's house? Can we really do it?" You asked a little nervous because the bulge was driving you crazy and you actually couldn't really wait anymore. "It's no problem. We actually kind of a share the house."

So you two went upstairs in a room that also had his walls painted in a dark color. You couldn't really make your surrounding out since you were to busy undressing and then exploring Jaehyun's body.

He led you to the bed and laid you down, so he could hover over you. He undressed you whilst you slid your fingers along his abs. When he was done he kissed you from your lips down to your stomach. Every now and then he left hickeys on your skin. You whimpered everytime he touched your inner thighs with his fingers. He stroke your inner thighs slowly upwards till he was on your core. His mouth came in contact with your ear as he whispered. "You're so wet for me babe. I love how you react to every touch I make." His voice was deep as he pinched your left breast. You whimpered again and goosebumps were making its way down your arms. You arched your back when he suddenly inserted a finger. He nibbled on your right breast and massaged the other with his hand that wasn't occupied with your lower body. After little time he inserted the next finger. You couldn't handle all of this anymore and you felt a bunch forming in your stomach. "Jaehyun...I-" you couldn't finish your sentence. Jaehyun quickened his pace with his fingers and his tongue. It didn't need much and you road of your orgasm. He maintained eye contact while he went down and licked all your juice up.

When you came down from your high, Jaehyun opened a drawer next to the bed and fetched a condom. "You okay babe? You can take more?" He asked while he looked back at you. His dark eyes showed sincerity. Instead of just answering you kissed him passionately and one hand wandered down his stomach to his cock. You wrapped your hands around it and pumped a few times. He groaned and let his head roll back. His eyes closed as he whispered sweet nothings in the air. He stopped your hand movements and slipped the condom over his cock. He positioned himself in front of your entrance and slid without a warning inside. You cried out and felt a single tear roll down your cheek. He swiped it away and kissed your cheeks. He waited till you were ready to take more of him. He began with a slow pace and from time to time he quickened it. You kissed his jaw down to his neck. You started to suck at his neck and he moaned at the feeling of your lips on his skin. "Jaehyun baby...I think I'm-" "No wait just a little bit more okay?" You nodded along. His movements became loppier and you knew he was also close. He kissed you sloppily and you moaned against his lips when you road off your next climax. Jaehyun still pumped a few times into you before he also reached his high.

He collapsed on you and you two breathed heavily. You could feel his breath on your neck. He slipped off his condom and you laid your head on his chest. He swung his arm around your middle and you two fall asleep.

You woke up from the feeling of a body that pulled you closer. The person hid his face in the crock of your neck. You heard a knock on the door. "Jaehyun I know you're in there. Wake up. The others already made breakfast." Sicheng's voice appeared behind the door. "And don't try to hide the fact that Y/N is also in there. We know what you two did last night. So hurry up and come down." Doyoung added. You were red as a tomato thanks to Doyoung's remark.

When you two arrived at the table in the kitchen, 12 eyes looked at you. You just sheepishly smiled and sat down without saying any word that could lead to a conversation you weren't willing to have. Jaehyun sst down next to you and this made you even more nervous.

"So you two lovebirds. Aren't gonna say anything important to us that might as well should be shared by now?" Johnny interrogated with a goofish smile.

"Well..uhmm..Y/N and I are together, I guess?" Jaehyun stated or more like questioned. You knew he wasn't sure if you saw it the same way he saw it. You two could just had a one night stand and there wasn't feelings on your side. But you quickly vanished his thoughts when you took his hand in yours and said proudly but also embarrassed. "Yeah. Today is our first day as a couple."

The others laughed at your awkwardness and you released a breath you didn't even know you were holding. "Finally. Ohh I thought you two wouldn't check it. I mean how dumb are you two that- oww. That hurt." Johnny pouted at his girlfriend whereas Carly glared at him. "Wait do you mean finally?" you asked confused. "Did you really never saw Jaehyun staring at you. He did it like everytime you were near us. I thought his eyeballs would fall out." Taeyong laughed as Jaehyun's ears reddened and he looked down in embarrassment.

The first day you two went to school and hold hands on the way to your class, other students gasped and it was quickly gossiped all over the campus that Jung Jaehyun was dating Y/N Y/L/N. Even now you couldn't believe how fast information were spread around the campus. It all felt surreal. Jaehyun the hot topic ever since you knew about him and you the nerd who anyone never really cared about. Now you were the center from all. Some students said negative things like you were after his money or you just wanted popularity others said you two looked really cute or simply envied you. You weren't familiar with all this attention and it definitely wasn't something you ever wanted but you had to deal with it, so it had to work somehow.

Your first date was the cutest shit ever. He took you to a romance movie and hold hands the entire time the film played. Once the movie was over you two went to the Hangang Park. You sat on a bench and talked for hours. He was such a nice gentlemen the whole day you couldn’t belive it. Sadness was visible on both of your faces when you had to say goodbye. He gave you kiss and left.

After a month Jaehyun convinced you to come with him to a party one of his friends was hosting. If you remembered right his name was Ten. He was holding a party in the top floor of his parents' hotel. You didn't knew how you should dress yourself as you didn't have such expensive clothes that all of the people on the party would have. You couldn't tell Jaehyun about your problem because you knew he would buy you a dress and that was te least you wanted him to do. You didn't knew how to pay him back.

A knock on your apartment door made you jump off the couch and walking towards it. You opened the door a gap and looked at the guest. It was a old man in a black suit. He had a white shirt under the suit and a black bowtie on. He also had thick glasses on. You looked at him expecting. What was an old man doing in front of your door? And why did he look like a chauffeur? "Hello my is Bervald. I'm here to give you this present from Mr. Jung. He is waiting in the car outside. Please dress quickly." He bowed and left the gift on the doorway. You quickly took the box and opened it. It was a salmon ruched side jumper dress and next to the dress were matching ankle boots. You quickly changed and put some makeup on. Just so much that it wouldn't look too bad. You stumbled out of your door and saw Jaehyun waiving through the window. He was sitting in a limousine and you honestly were overwhelmed by the view of your boyfriend sitting in it. Bervald opened the door for you and you gladly thanked him before entering the car.

"Hey babe." He greeted with a brief kiss on the lips. "Hey. Did you buy this dress for me? I don't know when I'll be able to pay you back." You said with an uncomfortable look. "I knew you would say this. It's okay. I bought this because I love you and I refuse to get money from you for this." He took your hand and placed his soft lips on top it. Then he smiled at you and you saw those dimples you loved so much on him. You couldn't be angry or anything with him when he was like this. So you smiled at him and nodded along.

When you arrived at the hotel you felt kinda nervous. You only knew Jaehyun at the party as he said that the others couldn't come. He took your hand in his and led you to the elevator. The elevator drove all the up to the top floor and when the doors opened you already saw what felt lika a thousand people partying. Most of them were already drunk. Jaehyun guided you through the mass of people and you were going stairs upwards to a room.

A security guard stood in front of the door. He had broad shoulders and looked serious. Jaehyun said his name and the name looked through what you assumed was a name list. After he found the name he stepped aside and you and Jaehyun could go in. The room was quieter. It played a different music than in the entrance.

A man approached you who was shorter than Jaehyun. He looked like a instance of a rich kid. Neatly, and well the look on his face that proverbial said I'm rich. But nonethelessly he looked like a really nice guy. He hugged Jaehyun. "Jaehyun, Hey. Is this your girlfriend everybody's talking about?" He then looked at you with a wide grin. "Nice to meet you. I'm Ten. With whom do I have the honor?" He stretched his hand for you to take out. You took his hand and shoke it. "I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you too."

He led you to a table with 3 other guys and 1 woman. You three sat down and Ten introduced them all to you. A man that looked as short as Ten was Taeil and he somehow sent the same vibes as Yuta. Right beside Taeil sat Mark. He was the same guy Yuta called on the party month ago. And Jungwoo was beside Mark. Mark seemed like a little boy and Jungwoo was really cute. The only other woman in the round was named Si Jin. She looked pissed off for no reason. Her attitude was rude toward you but to the others she was the nicest person altogether.

Jaehyun bend his head to you and said he would leave for a short time as Ten wants to show him something he just purchased. He kissed you on the cheek and then disappeared in another room. You were left with Si Jin.

"So you love Jaehyun?" She eyed you up and down. You couldn't feel more uncomfortable under her sight. "Yes, I do." You said more to yourself than to her. You never said those words to Jaehyun but he said it permanently to you. You disappointed yourself. Why was it like this?

“You seem more like the type of girl that is just after his money. Stay away from him.“ She said with arrogance. “I’m not after his money. And you’re not someone I obey. So don’t interfere in the relationship with Jaehyun because I don’t think you’re winning anything out of it.“ You snapped at her. She just laughed and spilled the drink she had in her hand over her dress. The others were coming back and Si Jin looked angry and sad at the same time. Ten was the first to arrive. “Si Jin what happened to you?“ “Y/N spilled the drink over me and insulted me because she thinks I’ve a thing for Jaehyun.“

Your mouth opened but nothing came out. You were shocked that she played such dirty tricks. You glanced at Jaehyun and he looked angry at you. Was he really believing her? “Y/N see what you did. Her dress is entirely transparent. How could you humiliate her like this?“ Ten yelled at you. “I wasn’t even the one who did this to begin with. Why would I do something like this. I now my limits.“ You said while feeling yourself getting angry. Your eyebrows furrowed and the displeasure of his words were truly visible on your face. “So are you blaming her? Why would she do this to herself hmm? She’s a good friend of mine and she wouldn’t do anything like this.“ Jaehyun rose his voice at you. It was the first time that he was so angry at you. Even the looks of his ignorance were better than this situation. Everyone in the room was now looking at the scenario that took place in front of them. Your heart shattered at the sight of your boyfriend. How could he have so little trust in you? You wanted to fight back at him but what would happen? He didn’t believe you indifferent of what you said. Tears showered your face but he didn’t care. “I would never do such a thing to a person and I thought you know me. But I guess I was wrong. You never trusted me in the first place. So bye Jaehyun. Have a good life.“ You mockingly said the last words before exiting the room and the hotel.

You walked all the way home. You couldn’t care less about the people that looked wary at you. You couldn’t stop thinking about the look you saw on Si Jin’s face before you left. She smiled mischievously at you. How come he didn’t notice this?

Back in your apartment Carly already waited at you. She expected you to come home smiling like an idiot or calling you and tell her you weren’t coming home. But she definitely never expected to see you crying like baby. She ran to you and gave you a heartwarming hug. “Hey, hey everything’s fine. Calm down.“ She ran his hand over your back in an attempt to soothe you. It just achieved the opposite and you were crying more and more. You missed Jaehyun and her hand on your back let you feel more miserable than you already were.

After you calmed down you told Carly the whole story. She couldn’t believe what she just heard. “You mean this bitch tricked everyone on the party? And Jaehyun didn’t took your side but instead hers? Is he this much of a dumbass?“ She was upset at Jaehyun. She suggested to wach a movie and she also brought ice cream. The two of you chatted the rest of the night away. You couldn’t stop thinking about Jaehyun but you didn’t want Carly to feel pity because she couldn’t help you.

The next day you weren’t in the condition to go to any lecture. You were heartbroken that’s for sure but you also had one of the worst headaches in your life. Thanks to your headache you throw frequently up. Besides you had to convince Carly to go to the lecture because she thought it would be better if she helped you. But you actually didn’t want to see anybody, so she gave in.

You slept most of the day away and when you woke up in the evening your headache thankfully mitigated. Carly left you a note on the kitchen counter. She went out with Johnny but she made you a soup. You just had to warm it up in the microwave. You looked at your phone for any notifications but the only persons that messaged you were Carly and Taeyong. Jaehyun didn’t wrote you nor called you. You ate the soup and answered Carly and Taeyong. After that you crawled under your blanket again and doze off to dreamland.

A slight touch on your shoulder woke you again. A part of you hoped it would be Jaehyun but it were Johnny and Carly. You looked disappointed at them and they took care of you for the rest of the day. They wanted to drag you out but you denied. So you just sat in the living room and they called the others over. Expect Jaehyun everyone was there. You played cards and you weren’t so good at it. You lost like every round but it felt not as frustated as you felt about Jaehyun. Your sadness kinds turned into frustration.

The next week you went to school like how you used to before you knew Jaehyun. Of course they had to be rumors about you. A girl came to you and said. “He finally realized what a hoe you are.“ Then she left. What the hell was wrong with those people? It wasn’t their relationship, so why did everyone want to be a part of it? When you met Jaehyun in class you ignored him. It wasn’t that hard because he did the same with you. But sometimes you would feel him glance at you. You didn’t thought much into it and just continued to listen to the prof.

Even if you were mentally exhausted, you still had to go to work. Every hour you spent there felt like torture. The customers were more rude than before since they knew about the break up. You snapped at a student one day because he said you were too bad in bed to be togehter with. Also you explained yourself to your boss she was beyond pissed. You couldn’t allow you another mistake like this. You smiled at everyone despite their nasty remarks. Your nights were spent crying in your bed. You didn’t care if Carly heard you. You just didn’t wanted this life anymore. Everybody turned their backs to her expect from her few friends she had. Although she was thankful for the friends she gained, she couldn’t help but feel sad. They were still Jaehyun’s friend and you still missed him to death.

Taeyong took you to a new opened cafe one day. He said he felt miserable for yu so he wanted to make you at least a litlle happy. You didn’t commented on this as both of you knew nothing would change your feelings right now. The cafe was rather full but it was nice decorated. There stood fresh flowers on every table and the walls were in a bright orange. It looked new but fancy. The atmosphere felt like the total opposite of the cafe your were working at. but before you could deepen your thoughts Taeyong spoke. “I ordered an Iced Americano for you. I hope you still like it.“ “Ah...yes I still like it.“ You said hesitant. You never talked with him about your favorite drink so why did he knew it? You sat with him for quiet a while before the order was finally ready.

When Taeyong wasn’t coming back with the orders you looked the cafe up for him. He was nowhere to be found. “Y/N, it’s nice to meet you again. I really missed you.“ You heard a very familiar voice saying. There he stood with the two orders in his hand. The person you missed the most out of all. Jaehyun. He had a black jeans and a loosely light blue t-shirt on. For once in the time you saw him he didn’t look like a someone who is rich. he looked like a decent human being. You couldn’t see his face because he managed to also hold a big bouquet of flowers. He hesitantly put the drinks on the table and sat the opposite from you down. The flowers were neatly placed in the middle of the table. “You know..“ he bagan “I was really dumb. I mean I knew you would never do this but I wasn’t thinking in that moment. I don’t know why I said those things to you and ...I’m really sorry. I know this isn’t enough but I couldn’t think of anything else. I just wanted to be honest to you.“ He took your hands in his “Y/N I miss you like crazy. There isn’t a night I don’t think about you and feel like crap. I know this is chliché but what I did was wrong and again I’m truly sorry.“ You could see the sincerity in his eyes but you still weren’t convinced. “If you were so sorry why didn’t you come a week ago?“ Jaehyun couldn’t look you in the eyes as he said his next words. “I was embarrassed. I thought you would hate me to death and...and I didn’t know how to approach you. You never looked at me and you were always the first out of the lecture hall. I was being cowardly and I’m sorry for this.“ A smile creeped its way to your face and you started to laugh. He looked confused at you before you answered his question that was visibly on his face written. “You’re just too cute Jaehyun. I know you’re sorry and I already forgave you but it was too funny to see your ears getting redder.“ You said inbetween laughs. He smiled at your silliness and you died internally when you saw his dimples you missed so much.

“I love you Y/N.“ He spoke up after a short pause. “I love you too, you idiot.“

#jaehyun #NCT #nct jaehyun #nct imagines #nct scenarios #jaehyun scenarios #nct x reader #nct smut #nct fluff #nct angst

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hello my friend, wanted to ask you to rank the team from least favorite to most favorite. and to tell you i hope you have a good day!

ahh ok ok ok like the whole team or just the core 7? fuck it: all of them

jj: explanation here but tldr? white pinterest mom vibes and im nota hashtag feminist girlboss

kate: same reasons as jj but i thought she was funny while she lasted and i liked the human trafficking episode with her niece that was crazy

rossi: racist wealthy italian. "i used to be in the mafia" and "im a war veteran" are his only other personality traits. need i say more? his best moment was when he gave hotch a gun to kill himself ajsdlghsjg

seaver: wattpad energy im sorry gamergirl

matt: breeding kink. my vietnamese and filipino friends have had too many interactions with kpop stannies and koreaboos for me to support wasian kids with white moms im sorry

reid: he's not low on purpose i just don't really like any of the story arcs that surround him specifically and hes the most annoying ab his daddy/mommy issues than anyone else on the team (why cant he be normal about it like morgan lol) and i know enough other people love him to make up for him not being my absolute favorite

alex: another low empathy legend. i find her fascinating and i love lveo lveolevoevlevoelvoevleovelvoe her relationship with reid!!! thats his mom right there!!! (no disrespect diana- a boy can have two moms<3)

stephen: he was such a funky little guy. had that weird dad energy that we've missed since gideon left. didn't deserve to go like that, the scene with monica brings me to tears everytime, i wish he could've been there longer and had a chance to develop his relationships with the rest of the team more

tara: i loooove her she's so cool and smart. i wish she had more storylines about her tho :/ but thats the racism ig lmao

gideon: literally just a fucked up guy he's so goofy and weird. and it's kinda like the opposite of spencer--he's higher on my list bc i know he's low on so many other people's and honestly the weirdo freak deserves better. i want someone to hannibal him so so bad

jordan: ok i thought she was fucking awesome??? i really wish she had stayed longer but i also loved how she always struggled with the job because of how personally she took everything. she looked at this nightmare of a life and said "no thanks :) not for me" and i respect that. but i love her relationships with the team especially emily morgan hotch <3

penelope: ????do i even need to say anything she's gorgeous and funny and literally the glue that holds the team together like this show would not be shit without her in it

morgan: another one i feel like goes without saying he's just such a good man so gentle and sweet and kind and loving and protective. he takes all the hurt he's experienced and uses that to fuel his love and devotion for others. and he's so so smart he just doesn't need to rub it in everyone's face all the time. he's just got that tmasc swag and his tits always steal the show<3

luke: baby boy baby he's my absolute golden boy fr. he's going higher than morgan/penelope which seems a little off but i'm grading on a curve: he didn't really get any storylines and he wasn't there for that long. latino king and im a sucker for sign language. his crush on garcia is sooooo cute and just the way he was always there for her emotionally even when she didnt want him to be.. .giving him infinite gold star stickers

elle: badass cuban?? the way she instantly settled into the bau family?? putting everyone in their place?? how her leaving left a permanent scar on everyone who cared about her?? the potential for vigilante elle?? haircut in the second season?? her smile??? teh gUn HoLsTerskasj j??? what's not to love?? i wish she lasted longer :((((

hotch: hes my boring white man i will hype this bitch up so much!!!!!!WILL defend southern boy hotch to the death. trans man autistic man trying-to-be-better-than-his-father man <3 hes sooooooo expressive and emotionally open especially when he goes -_- i love him so so much

emily: she's so so so smart and hot <3 i love my low empathy queen <3 normally i dont really like ~rich white girl with mysterious international connections~ trope but she manages it perfectly bc its not her whole personality you know? she's all about second chances and trying again and building a new life for herself out of the ashes of her old one and it doesn't always work but she keeps trying anyway and i love love love her

#thank youuuuuu #now i wanna know yours but im sure you've been asked before but i wanna knooowwwwww #asks

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The Freedom of Expression - Niconama Xmas Special

Part 1

K: Hi, this is the third installment of our live Niconama broadcasts. I'm Kaoru from Dir en grey.

J: Yep, and I'm Joe Yokomizo, pleased to be here.

T: I'm Tasai from Tokyo Sports. Happy to be here.

*applause*

J: We're started!

K: Whats that (in the comments)?

J: A guitar!

T: Great

J: They remembered a lot.

T: Ah, people saying 'Good evening', ahh, good, good.

J: Thank you everyone. Now, as for today, well, Kaoru just mentioned this, but its our third time doing this, you're already sending over lots of comments, so keep them coming. That reminds me, last time you allowed on-the-spot requests from the comments, Kaoru. We had a lot of comments, including many requests. So this time, Kaoru, can they make requests this time too?

K: Well, yeah, they can say what they like.

J: Whether you have to do them or not can be down to me and Tasai.

T: Yeah. Like ???

J: Yeah, we were like that last time. This time I thought we could be more ???, so everyone, please keep commenting, and making requests. On top of that, we want to hear comments about Christmas happenings and also of course, opinions and questions. Also, people using Twitter can tweet using the hashtag # TFOE. Right, well, today, you may already be able to tell by looking at your screen, but our studio has a different atmosphere today. This is actually a live broadcast from the kitchen studio.

*applause*

T: The atmosphere is really different.

K: Its like being at home.

J: Yes, it is, isn't it? And the staff have made it so the kitchen is all prepared, so today we are gonna try cooking food. As its nearly Christmas we are gonna do Tasai's Christmas man food, and Kaoru's black cake!!

*applause*

T: Black cake?!

J: Yes, black cake! Because Christmas is so close, we are gonna try to make Christmas food. First will be Tasai's Christmas man food. Well, we did this once before on Youtube.

T: Yeah

J: The man curry, everyone, do you remember? So what are you gonna make today?

T: Well, you can kinda see, but...tadaa! Its KFC!

K: A Christmas must, right?

J: Ah, its chicken.

T: So what I'm gonna do with this, is make Christmas Kentucky rice, in the pressure cooker.

J: Ah, the pressure cooker. It must have been difficult to carry that here.

T: Mm, yeah, it was. Haha.

K: It looks heavy.

T: It was really heavy! But I brought it.

J: Do you normally cook this? With KFC?

T: I've actually made it once.

J: Oh, you have?

T: Well, as for the taste, you can look forward to that later. Ok, well im gonna get straight on with setting this up.

J: Oh, yes please, Tasai is moving to the kitchen. So while Tasai is cooking, Kaoru is gonna try his hand at making a cake. What do you think about that Kaoru?

K: Its just like mixing the cream and stuff, and putting it on, right?

J: Yeah, we are not actually baking the sponge cake. The sponge cake is pre-made, but we are gonna make a black cake like we said earlier, by decorating it all black.

K: Ah, yes.

J: A jet black cake.

K: Yes.

T: *From kitchen* Uh, do you want to see me make this?

J: Oh, yes, sorry Tasai, you're over there. Cameraman, please look at Tasai.

T: So, Im gonna throw in this rice

J: Easy

T: Then, water. This niconico water, get it in there. Ah, it looks good.

J: They women will love you, seeing you cook like this.

T: What do you think, everyone? I doubt it.

J: I don't know, you hava a lot of fans, Tasai.

T: Haha.

Kami: Can you feed me some of this too?

T: Kami, what is that voice? haha

Kami: I wanna have some too.

K: You're voice Kami, haha.

J: Your voice is strange Kami, but whether we we feed you some, I can't say. Ah, terrible..Oh, someone commented, 'I love Tasai'

T: Which type do you like? Skin on or..

K: Does it have to be only one type?

T: Well, one piece each.

Kami: I wanna eat it with skin on.

K: Haha, that voice.

J: Its strange, isn't it?

Kami: *To Tasai, who is picking up chicken* That piece is no good.

J: Ah, someone said 'Kami is cute today too'...'Kami's here, Kami's here'....'Good evening Kami'...'Kami's voice!'

K: Is 'cute' referring to that photo?

J: Ah, the cat, yeh.

K: Yeah, the cat.

T: Ok, Cameraman, look this way. Hey, I'm making this now. *Holds up piece of chicken* I'm gonna throw this in. There we go. Can you see?

J: Yeah

T: Ok, another one..

J: Ah, but it does look nice...the chicken.

T: Ok, there we go, finished.

K: Thats it?!

T: Yep, haha. I'll put the lid on it.

J: Ah, great! Hey, hang on a second, Tasai, did we really need to rent this kitchen studio??

T: Yeah.

K: But yeh, we did the same thing before in that old place, didn't we? haha

J: We did, right! We managed it before. But we went for this kitchen studio on purpose.

T: Haha, thank you.

J: Ah, someone said it looks delicious already. So is that it?

T: *switches on pressure cooker* Ok, its cooking. We're done now.

J: Finished? Its cooking?

T: Yeah.

J: Actually, Tasai, is there a reason behind using a pressure cooker? Wouldn't a regular pan work?

T: Uh, well, honestly, I think this would probably work in a rice cooker too.

J: I see. Do you recommend specifically using KFC for the chicken?

T: Uh, this is on KFC's website too, but there are a lot of recipies like this, for example cooking it with rice etc. This one was causing a bit of a buzz online....KFC rice.

J: Ehh?

T: It looked really good, so I wanted to try it out.

K: They comments are saying 'Cooking Papa'. haha.

T: Thats right, I'm the real-life Cooking Papa. haha. I have a load of ??? at home.

J: By the way, is the rice Japanese rice, or Thai rice, or..?

T: Oh, it doesn't matter which type of rice you use. Regardless, you just need rice, water, and chicken.

Kami: Thai rice would be good.

T: Thai rice?

Kami: Yeah, I bet it tastes good.

T: Ah, Thai rice is ok too.

J: Yeah, that seems like it would be good. Uh, how much water do you use?

T: The normal amount that you would use when you cook rice.

J: I see.

T: Well, please look forward to this!

J: Ok, so Tasai started off the cooking, so we'll just wait for that to finish, and in the meantime, our leader, Kaoru, will make a cake for us. So, just to explain, there are various ingredients laid out here in front of Kaoru, so lets just look at them quickly. Ah, a comment saying 'Kami's speaking style is terrible!'. Now, Kaoru will be making a black cake during this live broadcast.

T: Kaoru, have you ever made a cake before?

J: It doesn't suit him.

K: I have never made one, we havn't, right?

J: No, I havn't either. Of course not. People would be shocked if Dir en grey's leader was a cake maker.

K: Yeah, uh, no I have never made a cake before.

T: Exciting!

J: Well, this will be no ordinary cake.

K: We got chocolate here, and whats this? Fruit?

J: Yeah, fruit.

K: And this powder, and stuff.

J: Yeah, there's chocolate too.

K: And a sponge cake.

J: Yeah.

K: And cream, and more chocolate.

J: With this pen, you can cut the end of and draw stuff with chocolate or whatever, so you can go all out with it.

T: That comment sats, 'Whatever Kaoru makes is ok with me'....'Will Takumi come?'

J: Will he?

K: Uh, no, haha

J: ???? (*something about Takumi*)

T: You could draw a heart with this chocolate pen, Kaoru.

J: Someone asked 'Is it all chocolate?'. Its not all chocolate, is it, Kaoru?

K: No, there are these...

T: Raisins.

J: Yeah, we have raisins.

K: Ok, Im gonna start. *reaches for cake* Oh! No, not this. We have to do the cream first.

T: You have to put in this black food colouring (shokubeni), right?

K: Food colouring...we have a song called 'Shokubeni'.

T: Eh?! From what era?

K: Oh, quite a long time ago.

J: Do you remember that time? Were you using food colouring while...?

K: I don't remembemer.

J: Oh, don't you? ???

K: ???

T: They are saying, 'Its a good song'.

K: Oh, this is powder!

J: Oh yeah. Are you gonna ??? now?

K: Well, yeah...

J: Oh, right.

K: What are you goin on about??

J: Hahaha

K: Do I...?

T: You mix it with this.

K: With this? I'll just put a bit of colouring in it. Im not sure how much....Oh. (*loads falls in*) Ah, its ok.

T: Put more in.

J: Make it as black as me.

K: I can just put it all in.

J: All of it??

K: Well, we'd probably need to use it all eventually.

J: Yeah probably. Ah, there are loads of comments. Everyone, while you are watching this, send some requests for Kaoru to do. Its my mission to get him to do something.

K: *mixing* Its not going that black.

T: Right.

J: Black or grey.

T: Mix it a bit more.

J: Ahh, it isn't going black, is it?

T: This is a very rare shot, Kaoru mixing cream.

J: Ah, someone commented 'Taste it'.

T: Oh, not yet.

J: Yeah, its still too early. Uh, I don't think its gonna get black. Oh, here is some more. Black icing powder.

K: Eh? You need water...?

J: Scissors, scissors.

T: Joe can cut it.

J: Yes, I will cut it. We can use this, right? Its ok to add it?

T: They prepared well.

K: Ok, im gonna add all of it.

J: Ah, this might make it black. But the powder is quite grey, so we have more if you need it, Kaoru. Lets keep going until it gets properly black.

K: Ah! Its quite...I can smell it! It smells good. Ah, its going a bit darker...but its still grey.

T: Well, shall we switch to black mode.

J: Yes.

T: Could you open this?

J: Yeah, though you know, the cream looked nice before, the darker it gets the less appetizing it looks.

T: Like cement! Haha

J: Yeah, yeah. It doesn't rouse the appetite, but if it rouses the comments, thats ok.

T: Ah, there are a lot of comments saying it looks like cement.

J: It does.

K: But the smell is a bit different from earlier.

J: What does it smell like? Im wearing a mask, so...

T: Someone asked if regular cream is better? Or that grey is ok.

K: Its like cookie cream

J: Ah, but its getting a lot darker. 'The same colour as Kaoru's clothes', Cement cake', 'Fresh cement'..lots of comments like this.

T: Kaoru's jumper is good too, Karate kid..Its Miyagi's.

K: Yeh, Miyagi's.

T: We can talk about that...ah! Its working!

K: Yeah, but...I wanted it to work more than this.

J: Do we have any more black? Oh, we do? It looks like we do. We have one more, thank you. Oh, look, this is really black.

K: Oh, this is more like it. Black powder.

J: Its open at the top already.

K: We should have used this from the start.

J: Well, at least they got to see you do lots of stirring. Ahhh! This is black! It was grey up to now, but..

T: Haha, Kaoru.. *K knoocking the powder out of the bowl*.

K: Isn't this better?!

J: Yes, its working!

T: Ah, this is black.

J: Ah, great! Its working.

T: 'It'll be difficult to spread if the cream gets hard'.

J: Oh, really? It will lose adhesion..I mean, moisture?

K: They know a lot about this, don't they?

T: Yeah.

K: Ah! It's gotten hard. Its hard to stir!

J: Haha, your face is so focussed!

T: 'What are you showing us?' Ah, 'Its a cake of darnkness'.

K: Is this enough? Should I put a bit more in?

J: Yeah, go on. Someone wrote 'Yami (darkness) en grey'...'Jet black cake'..

T: Ah, one comment said, 'Black cake! Love it!!'. Are they watching from overseas too?

J: Yeah, ...'Im worried about the taste'...Thats right! You guys are just watching this, but we are the ones who have to eat it!

T: Haha.

J: The cream looks a bit gross though, if I had to say.

K: Well yeh. But I think this might work if I hold back on the mixing now.

J: The colour is ok, but there is like bits of powder on the surface.

T: Haha, its like those bits were impossible.

K: I think it might be ok to try it like this. I feel like there is more black in it though.

J: Its becoming more and more like a solid. You can't make that swirly cream pattern with it any more, can you?

K: No, lets try to stay away from conventional thinking.

J: Ah, yes, of course. Its all about the black cake. Someone asked, 'What flavour is it?'

T: Ok, Kaoru is going to apply the cream to the cake.

K: It goes like this first, right? *lifting off top piece of sponge*

T: Ah, right, yeh.

K: We make a sandwich

J: Ah, sandwich it together?

T: You've never made a cake before, and you know that??

To Part 2

#dir en grey #kaoru #the freedom of expression #tfoe

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softxsuki · 2 years

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Hi love, I have returned. It's not a request, but maybe me just overthinking and needing someone to at least hear me out? Please ignore me if I'm stepping on a major no-no here, I'll get it.

I've been feeling sad. I don't normally post my own stories or stuff here. I just usually reblog and like. I typically don't leave messages too so maybe I look like a bot? It's just I got blocked by a creator I looked up to and I don't know what I did wrong. I really, really enjoyed their work.

Like I wanna know what I did wrong so I can be better but at the same time, I know people aren't obligated to explain why. Did I abuse the tags? I tried using hashtags to tag the character works and like "talking" in the tags (mostly just me phrasing and ooh-ing and ahh-ing when I reblog other's works since I read that it's better to leave comments and hashtags). It's been eating at me since I've only been here for a few months and I've been slowly learning what's expected of readers, what to say and not to say and how to say it. Is liking and reblogging too many of their posts in too short period of time too weird?

I just wanna know what I did wrong to make sure I watch myself if I'm doing it wrong again. I don't want to make people I've genuinely liked here on Tumblr uncomfortable or feel unsafe, annoyed, or any negative feelings.

Hi lovely, welcome back! I'm not sure which anon you are though, you forgot to include your emoji (if you are one of my emoji anons). heh

I'm sorry to hear that you were blocked by a creator you admired on here :( There's nothing wrong with just being an account that likes and reblogs content. Before I started writing I was a silent reader who only liked and reblogged content too :).

There are only a few things that come to my head as to why the creator may have blocked you: some blogs don't like when you mass like/reblog their work, they consider it spam and I've seen a few warnings for it on a few blogs. Personally, spam liking and reblogging doesn't bother me, it shows that someone new has found my blog and is enjoying my work! But I guess for larger blogs that receive many likes each day, the extra spam might annoy them? I'm not sure. Another thing I've noticed is that some creators block accounts that don't have their age in their bio, especially if that specific creator creates nsfw content, they sometimes don't feel comfortable when minors or ageless blogs interact with them. I'm not sure if that applies to you or to the blog that blocked you, but it's a warning I've seen multiple times. Those are the only things I can really think of though. I hope this was a little helpful for you :( and again, I'm sorry that they blocked you, but don't beat yourself up about it. For all you know they could have accidentally blocked you! Thanks for coming to me about this though and I hope I was helpful in any way. I'm here if you need anything at all! <3

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here i am 😅😅😅 a whole 25 days since i answered the last ask convo we had sdajflkjdslfkjas i need to make it a resolution to answer in a timely manner !

i hope you had a great new year !! i just vibed...? i cannot even remember what i did what the heck 😭 my only resolution is to try LMAO (haha i want to continue my chinese studies and maybe like be more active) what about you? are you the type to make resolutions and stick to them?

i'm also gonna be celebrating the lunar new year with my fam in a few days too, so i'm excited for that !

also realized that i have in fact pulled an eric pc before ajsklfjsld 😭 i now have a little space on the side of my shelf that i have hung a few sunwoo pics and it's ...everything to me ANYWAYS !! i have a cute little ikea shelf for my albums, and i display some pcs but not many, and there's a tasty txt poster on my room door. i also have some lyric art prints around my room too ! omg you had the clear phone case, i love that for you ! sangyeon 🥺🥺🥺 what kind of case do you have now? do you have any shelves for kpop stuff in your room?

hm...it really depends. but for the past three smaus, i usually make most of it before posting it, just in case i change my mind about plot points or something. but for lovesick, i have only made about 5-6 parts ahead from where i'm posting ! but i totally get that too, i still don't even really know how lovesick is gonna end so hopefully i think of something before struggling later hahah and tysm for reading it and leaving comments they always make my day

waiT WHAT the same person who arranged their ost is the one who did the amazing stage ver. and rock ver.??? HELLO I LOVE THAT BUT I AM GOING TO SUFFER I JUST KNOW IT

yess !! that's the one ! our beloved summer is good, but personally, i find it kind of slow. i gotta watch more heheh

i need actor haknyeon right now. hahah i wish hyunjae got to do more with that drama, that scene where he gets his little bandaid ripped off of his face keeps playing in my head hahaha

bro EXACTLY fantasy plots are always insanely detailed like how??

i love hoon's hair sm, but i think he cut it again ? i forget hahah but also award shows are so hard to keep up with i sometimes go on twitter and there are like three hashtags trending for it lol

wait bestie do u live in canada??

i'm just really sad abt tbz members getting c*vid :( and they are getting so much hate for it? esp eric? for literally no reason im really about to fight someone i just want my boys to get better

ohh ty ty !! :D hahah wait that post is so accurate lol the year did go by so fast

hope ur doing well ily !! <3

LOL dw about it!! i'm not doing any better here 😅 ahh how was your lunar new year and vday!! i had a bunch of good food and way too many bubble teas HAHA

trying is a very good resolution LMAO i've given up on making them bc i get bored of things so fast, but like... exercising more would probably be a good thing 🤡 ooh how are your chinese studies going? i wish i could read more but i've kinda just... accepted that i'll only know how to speak and not be able to read/write much 😭

oooh eric pc 🤩 that sounds like such a cute collection tho?? and lyric art prints whaooo the aesthetic ✨ i don't really have much kpop stuff so they're kinda just in random spots in my room but i do have some pcs and a banner from a bts concert on my shelf!! and some... very old.... exo posters hanging around that have been up since 2013 :') ah i have a pretty pink case on my phone now! omg do you have a binder with those little slots for pcs LOL

oh i see, i've seen people basically make each part as they go but like... i'd be worried about if the pacing is off or if changes are needed or something 😭 hope lovesick won't be too much a struggle for you but if you ever need another perspective or like a brainstorming sesh, lmk!!

LMAO the way the ost is supposed to come out in feb but there's been no news on it yet..... hopefully soon :')

ohh you found our beloved summer slow? i was thinking it might be too angsty for my taste since chanhee cried and all LOL but idk if i'll watch... there's a fic collab i joined based on kdramas and someone's writing hyunjae based on our beloved summer so i'll probably read that and see 👀 but bestie did you watch all of us are dead? i thought it was pretty good, gotta wait for s2 now!!

oooh speaking of actor haknyeon, i went and watched the first season of goedam!! and it's horror but not that scary tho some parts were kinda gory/disturbing? idk what i was expecting but each ep was like an 8 minute short film, super short so hak's role will probably be really small 😭

hoon's hair is back to black!! 😍 omg i can imagine there would be so much to keep up with as a multi... ooh did you like treasure's comeback? i love the song 🥺

yes bestie canada!!! feels kinda strange now that moonbae are back bc like i'm seeing them post pics of all these nice places that i've been to LOL. worried about eric tho :(( he stopped the bday wishes and pms and just... ugh i hope he's doing okay :( but it's nice that they finally get a break

omgomg ok i'm on chapter 17 of arisa where this new girl is introduced and manabe just kinda... stole the phones from tsubasa... i'm amazed at how 15 year olds can even pull this off LMAOO. but yeah it's good so far and everyone is so sketchy?!?? i'm anticipating lots of twists in here 🧐

ahhH hope ur doing well too!! <3

#em <3 #ask

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Menajerimi Ara Episode 10- A Few Thoughts (Or A Rant)

Okay, so I've been watching Menajerimi Ara for a few weeks and the reaction to the last episode was what made my feelings boil over and finally forced me to voice my thoughts. I was taking numerous notes while watching which were mostly me fangirling over Dicle and Feris but I hope I sound coherent.

I'd like to start off with how much I adore Dicle. I have loved many female characters over the years (e.g recently Eda and Ceren, of Sen Çal Kapımı) but Dicle is the one I relate most to. It was her character that drew me into the story and kept me hooked. I love that she's sensitive, expressive, hardworking, quietly confident yet humble. She cries but she keeps powering through. I absolutely adore her and just want to follow her story to see her succeeding and being happy.

Rating War and Social Media

The reason that really made me write was the brief snippet I got into the fandom's reaction while going through twitter to follow the live translation. I very rarely go to twitter for fan discourse because it's too fast and crazy for my taste.

While I am glad that the day change grabbed ratings and the social media fandom is crucial in getting their views heard and making the hashtags trend, I was genuinely surprised by the few tweets I passed over regarding Emir's introduction and how the tracks were being written.

I completely agree that the writing did seem contrary at times to me. The characters seemed to be taking inconsistent decisions on the whim of the writer just to cause drama. Also, the it was more focused on the personal lives of the managers rather than the industry drama.

All of this just reinforced the reactive and extremely volatile nature of the Turkish TV Industry and the instant lashing. But it made me realise how rigid we as an audience have become.

People arguing that they want the original writing and arcs, and especially "Dicbar", while at the same time arguing that the real reason they're watching is not for the romance but the industry behind the scenes.

This was particularly reflected in the reading of Emir's character and twisting his actions - partly by the writer because he was introduced entirely as part of a triangle- to make him out to be a controlling person who will prove to be an abusive partner. I mean the reach. It leached all joy out of watching for me.

I dearly hope the writer does NOT take this direction and turn him into a psychopath or a typical antagonist down the road.

Viewing Experience

@howaboutbucky writes AMAZING reviews of the episodes and I wait eagerly for her insights each week. In her last one regarding Episode 9, she hit the nail on the head again. *chef's kiss*

I'd like to build upon what she mentioned regarding MA going the dark path of only trying to bank on woman on woman hate and tension by writing Gulin and especially Beren as they have been doing. I think Dizis suffer the same issue that romance novels in general do. The primary audience is women and it invites alot of scrutiny of women's actions by women themselves. Everything is nitpicked.

What truly angers me though is that even here if men are secondary characters or evil or have no growth arc they are still given a free pass to dwell in more shades of grey than female characters ever do. Because the writers are busy writing cliche tracks and we as an audience are busy picking it apart while male characters get to enjoy even the benefits of being ignored.

Dicle and Selflessness

As I said, Dicle has been my absolute favourite character and I loved that they had managed to balance this quality so far. However, I feel like she is going to fall victim to the 'melek gibi' leads that usually populate dizis. Her selflessness was bordering on stupidity in this episode. I liked how her honesty and goodness was shown as positive in the Burcin episode while in the first one her good intentions with Tuba backfired. How she was going to give up her job to make Kyrach's life easier but then decided that she wouldn't. I loved that she referred to "becoming a little shark" at that point as Kyrach had predicted. I wish the show would keep this balance and show Dicle's greatest strength is her greatest weakness and how she struggles to retain her integrity in the industry. That is what made me emotional.

In this episode, it didn't make me feel, her "selfless" decisions made me mad. What put me off even further was how everyone kept lauding her selflessness, as if the audience would'nt have caught on had not every character bashed us over the head with it. It was as bad as everyone apologising to Beren.

I actually would've like if they portrayed how Dicle's decisions were actually mostly selfish. Who is she to tell Barış to go make up with Beren? As a friend, that is overstepping a line. Her asking Kyrach to make sure Beren was not fired was a way to make herself not feel guilty.

The only time I thought Dicle was being herself was when she balked after finding out Feris had brought her to set to be apologised to. Dicle HAS been established as wanting to avoid conflict since the start. Emir was right on about that.

Barış

Honestly, I wish they'd give us more insight into Barış career, have him do fun friend things with Dicle or just not show him atall and we'll assume he's off with Beren or his friends or whatever. To have him just stand around and be jealous is agonising. @likeablehades and @nawaazishein did a wonderful post about Barış recently. I loved his character since the start, not to ship but just to follow his growth.

Emir

Right off the bat, Emir was written to be the complete opposite of Barış in his mannerisms, in everyway. And you know what? I liked it. I was excited by it. We were going to see another younger actor's experience close up, who was confident and comfortable with his stardom.

I wanted to find out his backstory and what kind of struggles he might face. I sincerely hope that we get to know him more not just in a love triangle but as having a growth arc of his own. I think just using him as a triangle is a reductive reading of his character by the writer. (and the audience)

I love that he's slightly icy yet straightforward. He seems mature and not emotionally constipated??

I'm sincerely hoping we get to delve more into his character and see how his and Dicle's arcs intertwine.

Parallels

I'd like to mention Barış and how he shows emotion. He has said himself that a scream builds inside him. It's interesting how he initially comes off as impulsive yet on closer examination he actually refrains from reacting right away most of the time, especially with Dicle and what we see is him hitting breaking point due to repressed feelings and then taking rash decisions.

In a way I find him similar to Dicle that he avoids confrontation, especially romantic, unless pushed hard. Throughout Barış doesnot show his emotions in the moment. He only broke up with Beren through a scene they were doing.

Perhaps it's a side effect of being an actor. He takes his craft seriously; analysing a scene, understanding a character and then embodying the emotion that fits. I think it carries over to him receding into an observer role in key situations (such as with Dicle on the terrace in Ep 10) and trying to decide the perfect response.

Another thing is how Dicle and Emir parallels Dicle and Barış; thete is a role reversal for Dicle.

I think we tend to get too attached to the first love interest. Personally, I'd love it if Barış and Dicle actually became great friends. (although a waste of chemistry :"( )

From the start, Dicle went into that relationship expecting something romantic and I never felt that she was equal. Whereas with Emir she has always been professional. Dicle doesn't avoid confrontation with Emir ever since he openly pointed out he was testing her. She never gives under pressure.

With no expectations, it feels more of an equal push and pull in their interactions even if they are not romantic.

Some random thoughts I had while watching:

- Dicle looks FIRE in all her scenes. 😭😭😭❤❤❤❤

-Emir is so firmly in the clientzone lol.

- So Dicle is 22, Emir is 28. How old is Barış?

-I love the head wagging Chynar does everytime he's happy and something has been accomplished!!! (at Dicle after she told Burcin the truth and at Kyrach when he told him about Buse being hired.)

-I do womder why Barış doesn't have any friends? :"(

-Aah Feris ahh canim benim.

- I wish we'd get to see small snippets of Dicle talk to her mother more. Not only when she has a problem. I'd love to see what she says to Leyla about her work mom.

-"Other girls might like it." I don't understand why we have to put down other girls in order to be considered strong.

- Julide serving looks!!

- Honestly why is Barış with Beren?????

He has no interest. None of the younger people are in love in this show, it's just infatuation. Beren and Dicle's with Barış.

- Ugghh Deniz Can Aktaş ♡♡♡ That head movement he does as Barış. And the smile. I adore.

- Meral suggesting a BECHAMEL BOOK LMAAOO

-Is "you didn't answer my question" going to be Emir and Dicle's "phrase"?

I love that she's buying a cookbook aaah!!

- And most importantly- WHO IS LEAKING INFORMATION??!!!!!

I can't shake the feeling that it is Gulin.

#menajerimi ara #dicle #barış #baris #emir #Barış Havas #Rant #analysis #mini lb #feris #chinar #kyrach #thoughts

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#ProdigalSon why WHY why tho reaction post

This gif is very fitting of how I felt both during, and well into the next day about this episode. We went from #Brightwell getting somewhere, to him going to imaginary plays with Steve. (guys Steve is Eve. Don’t ask why, as the answer will not give you peace.) Ok, ahh.

*I knew this was a dream, no one’s hair is that perfect. Of course she is lying to you Bright. I’m even bitter she gets a cute dream sequence with him and not Dani. Um, Malcolm, Sunshine has been warning you over this chick for weeks.

*Oh good, they’ve been sleeping together for two weeks. I’m glad they have the decency not to make me sit through it. Him saying he only dreams about her. Gag me.

*Ainsley just keeps getting better. I love her in this episode. INVESTIGATE HER, You two couldn’t have discussed this two weeks ago? *side eye

*Baby foreshadowing!

***********************************DANI*****************************************

*She is the actual sunshine in the sky. She is flawless, and I am in awe...and then she speaks! Oh Malcolm, you blind, dumb, stupid, dumb, hot dumb guy. Even I have a crush on her.

*Why do shows make you ship couples if they are just gonna do these secondary stories that basically nullify the relationship growth you had seen up to date? Haven did it with Chris. Just a nightmare, stop wasting time we could spend worshiping you. We don’t even know if we get a season two, and I get Eve/Malcolm next episode too? I do get enjoy the ride, but Eve should have fell off this episode. That said, I will try to stop bitching, but can make no promises.

*I wonder if his I recently got some happy tone to his voice pisses Dani off as much as it does me

*”Oh, in here with the STIFF” ~Dr.Edrisa Tanaka. Take a bow. LOL Gil’s REALLY was on point! I missed this in my Steve hate fog.

Let me pause to say twitter did a prodigal fan convention on Sunday and I met so many great fans, They are distracting me constantly with being awesomeness. If you have Twitter, try to live tweet and hashtag. The actors live tweet, and Lou Diamond Phillips is Gil times a million warm. Aurora, & Keiko too. I hear great things about Bellamy, Tom, and Frank too. So help get us a 2nd season.

*EW implied multiple Steve dates. I’m not into it. I AM into Martin creepily shipping him with Dani. Me too brother.

*My you work fast, LOLOLOL I gotta do Martin gifsets

*That’s so cute that she tried to save him from that cork.

*The Au pair has curly dark hair. I’m so glad curly hair is coming back...I really missed out on the 80s big hair. Keep fighting the good fight casting director.

*Slow building claps to whoever decided to sit Dani on the table in this scene.

*I do not like Malcolm asking Dani to run the background on Eve. Her telling him no made my love for her grow even more.

*Tom’s hair looks fabulous in this scene. I think he has a cold. Or, when Malcolm gets some his voice drops.

*Malcolm’s I’m smacking uglies with Eve look to Gil was a handsome smack in the face.

*AINSLEY is a badass boss. Eve, you looked me up? I’m so offended. I just. Go, please do not stay, Jessica, stop prolonging this for me.

i’m only 12 mins in, sweet Jesus.

*You know Dani, you dummy.

*YES GIL, yes, Send Dani along.

*Im making a gif of this two second look between these two. I just love them.

*I like the Demon eyed baby stealer. Saw that coming, or like a poltergeist.

*Christine vanished. When I live tweet and get angsty I miss ALL of this.

*Awe, Dani is worried about Bright and speaking to JT about it. Cause she lurves him. I like that JT likes him enough to check in.

*Malcolm discussing the liar with Martin. Secrets are woman's best qualities lol. NGL, Martin is very good at father son talks and I feel dirty for falling for it. A little bit of a moment, OMGGGGGGGG I loved this.

*LOL baby joke.

*my twitter joke for the baby off the bridge scene KILLS. Don’t worry guys, it was a marble rye.

@sunshinetheperekeet Canadian area code, is that you?

*The STEVE intervention. TOM killed this scene. Like this is the hardest part to rewatch because he splits in two. He’s so hurt, disappointed.

*The actress that plays Steve is a good actress, but when he said Eve wait I was like..why..why is she still here? There’s suppose to be this big US that none of us saw. #ACTING

*DANI the human puppy saying she would normally let his on edgeness slide..gurl, who you playing with?

His vulnerability with her, and her with him. They are the ones you dumb show.

*Wait, who is Ezra? Ball pit guy? ok

*And say goodbye to Brightwell joy. Make way for full on bitching from me.

*The murder stories are so complex on this show. I only ever understand when i’m not oogling them.

*I’m not a huge fan of baby in peril stories. Ever since I made the bread joke I cant unsee it. Ok, not bread, but a booshie glass ball.

*M A L C O L M S H A I R

*No more lies. Good job bashing that guy’s brains in.

*Malcolm profiled Tally’s pregnancy. LOLOLOL magical. Peanut Profile. A+

*FIrst of all, don’t become a serial killer. BEST line.

*stEve had keys. Twist the knife further show.

*I accidentally fell in love with you Malcolm. UHHHGGGGGGG, gross.

*UM she’ s lying about something else if she doesn’t want to know the truth. US, OMG say it again. STOP being so tender with her, I hate it. That was a sad reveal, whatevs.

*The entire promo for next week is them. I’m pre-emptively upset over it. See ya then on twitter.

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Revelation Sunshine, 9/9 (Courtney/Vixen) - Veronica

A/N: Hello loves! This is the last chapter for now. I have so many ideas for these characters, that I probably could go on forever, but it feels correct to end this part of their story in this way. If you want more, please let me know! Thank you so much to everyone who’s read it--this really is one of my most self-indulgent stories ever, and that’s saying a lot. Especially thank you to @theartificialdane for being an amazing beta and collab parter, and of course the founder of this entire universe.

Last chapter: Courtney and Vixen went public, attended the Met Gala, and had a bit of a wild night back in the hotel.

This chapter: A happy ending. Or a happy beginning, depending on your perspective.

***

The morning after the Met Gala, Vixen awoke to the scent of coffee and fresh, buttery croissants as the room service was being wheeled into their room. She stretched, only slightly embarrassed when she realized that she was naked under the thin sheet, especially when she looked over and saw Courtney sitting propped up on a mountain of pillows, tits out, scrolling through her phone.

“Good morning. Putting on a show for the hotel staff, I see,” Vixen commented, voice still groggy with sleep.

Courtney laughed and glanced up from her phone. “He doesn’t care.”

As if to prove her point, he promptly turned and headed out, leaving them to their breakfast.

“Mmhmm.” Vixen shook her head, pressing a kiss against Courtney’s shoulder. She then climbed over her body to pour herself a cup of coffee. After taking a long sip, she spotted a glass of green juice that had to be Courtney’s. She picked it up, giving it a sniff, wrinkling her nose at the cut grass scent. “Want your horrible green juice?”

“‘Kay,” Courtney said, still distracted by her phone.

“And what are you so engrossed in, hmm?”

“Sorry.” Courtney put the phone down and accepted the juice glass with a grateful smile. “Thank you. I know it’s really basic, but I was just checking out social media. You know, to see what people were saying about the clothes from last night.”

“Ahh. Anything interesting?” Vixen asked nonchalantly. She wasn’t used to having her appearance judged by strangers, and even though she wanted to say that she didn’t care about that, part of her was dying for approval.

“Yeah, actually.” A smile played on Courtney’s lips as she looked up at Vixen. “I guess...we hadn’t really realized how...bridal our outfits looked. Especially together.”

“Oh yeah,” Vixen said.

“But the thing is, people seem really into it.” Courtney took a delicate sip. “All the posts and comments are hashtagged with ‘marryher.’”

Vixen laughed, searching through the tray for a pastry. “So then, they liked it?”

“Yeah, the consensus is overwhelmingly positive,” Courtney said. After a few moments, she ventured, “Do you ever think about...getting married?”

Of all the ways Vixen imagined that conversation starting, sitting hunched over on her heels, fully naked, with a mouthful of croissant, was not one of them. She turned to Courtney slowly, eyes wide.

“Do...do you?”

A coy grin lit up Courtney’s face. “Sometimes. Sometimes I think about...you know, having a family with you.”

Vixen took a large sip of coffee to swallow down the bite still in her mouth. Her eyes locked with Courtney’s, a feeling of tingling joy spreading throughout her body.

She pictured it, just briefly: the two of them standing up in front of their friends and families, professing their love for everyone to hear. But then more than that...a marriage. An actual partnership where they supported each other, where they encouraged each other’s dreams and challenged each other to strive for more. A family. Maybe even kids, who would test their patience and mess up the house and demand that they open up their hearts even more. She found herself a bit choked up at the thought.

“What about you?” Courtney asked then, voice soft and almost timid, like she was afraid to scare Vixen off.

“I just did,” Vixen whispered back.

“...and?”

She smiled, heart feeling full to bursting, and the expression on Courtney’s face seemed to mirror her own. Dazzling, radiant happiness, giddy excitement about what their lives could be.

Vixen lunged forward, tangling her hands into Courtney’s hair, kissing her over and over until their lips were swollen, hearts hammering in sync. When they finally separated, the giddy expression was still there. Vixen pulled away the hair that had fallen into her face, tossing it over her shoulder.

“Wow, nice toss…” said Courtney.

“I know. This hair makes me feel like a porn star.”

“Oh yeah? Do you like that?” Courtney asked.

Vixen let out a scoff before lowering her eyes and admitting, “...Maybe a little.”

Courtney laughed, pushing her onto her back.

“Okay, porn star, show me what you’ve got...”

***

Later, on the plane back to LA, Vixen couldn’t help the smile that pulled at her lips when she looked over at Courtney, in a neon pink puffer jacket, glittery headphones, space buns, and pants covered in tiny little rainbows. She imagined taking her to a faculty dinner dressed like that, and the thought made her laugh out loud.

Courtney looked up. “What’s so funny?” she asked, reaching for Vixen’s hand.

“Nothing. You’re just...really cute.”

Courtney’s face lit up in a sunny smile, and she pressed Vixen’s palm to her lips.

“So are you.”

Vixen gazed at her pensively for a few more moments before saying, “I think we should do it. If...if you want.”

“Do what?” asked Courtney, head tilted.

Vixen cleared her throat, suddenly a little self-conscious. This certainly wasn’t the most romantic proposal. Maybe she should have thought it through more.

“...Vix? Do what?” Courtney played gently with her fingers.

“Um...get married?” Vixen bit her lip, a little embarrassed. “Do you want to get married?”

Courtney let out a happy squeal, throwing her arms around Vixen’s neck. “Yes!”

“I’m sorry,” Vixen said, muffled by her jacket. “I probably should have gotten on one knee or something.”

“I don’t care about that,” Courtney said. She cupped Vixen’s cheeks with her hands, pressing their foreheads together. “I just...can’t wait to be your wife.”

***

The wedding was in June, a little over a year later, just after Vixen finished teaching her Spring term. They chose a sprawling castle in the Czech Republic for the location, surrounded by gorgeous rolling hills covered in leafy green trees. It was lush and beautiful and remote enough to keep most of the paparazzi away (except for the photographers that Detox hired, per his exclusive deal with the brides, and the camera crew from The Tonight Show who were making little daily videos to send in while the guest hosts filled in for Courtney).

It was hilarious to Vixen to see Courtney living her full Princess Fantasy. Usually, she was so laid back and down-to-earth and insistent that she was just a regular girl. Not this time, though, as she agonized over every detail, sparing no expense--including first class airfare for all of their friends and family, multiple lavish brunches, dinners, excursions and afterparties, and more flowers than Vixen had ever seen in her life.

When she questioned, in the early planning stages after catching a horrified glimpse at the initial budget, if maybe they should cut back, Courtney’s answer was, “Listen, I don’t know about you, but I’m only planning to do this once.”

Vixen sighed, explaining, “It’s not about that, Court. I just worry that this whole thing...it’s so extravagant, it’ll look...the optics are bad. I’m trying to talk about basic income and economic justice and community building, and this kind of display is just-”

“Okay, okay,” Courtney relented. She sifted through the plans spread out on the table, brow furrowed. “I guess we could cut...um…”

Vixen waited for the suggestion, biting her tongue, running through all the potential cuts in her head. The private planes? The bachelorette weekend in Greece? About 75% of the absolutely ostentatious flower arrangements?

Courtney, on the other hand, looked like a child who’d just had a scoop of ice cream knocked clean off her cone.

“I’m really not trying to rain on your parade, babe,” Vixen told her.

“I know you’re not. And I get what you’re saying...I’ll figure it out.”

Vixen pressed a kiss firmly against her mouth. “I know you will.”

Later that evening, Vixen was greeted at the door by her very excited fiancée who sat her down on the couch to propose a new plan.

“What about this...for every dollar we spend on the wedding, we donate a dollar to the charity of your choosing?” Her bright eyes sparkled, clearly proud of herself.

“Uhh…”

“That way!” Courtney continued, clasping her hands together, “If I go overboard, it’s a win win!”

She fluttered her lashes, waiting to see what Vixen would think of her ingenious new plan.

“I mean, it’s definitely a nice idea, but is it enough incentive to keep costs reasonable?” She raised an eyebrow challengingly.

“Okay, for every dollar I spend, two can go to charity.”

“You’re a terrible negotiator.”

“Vix…”

Vixen took in her hopeful eyes for a few long moments before exhaling. “Okay, deal.”

Courtney bounced into her lap with a delighted laugh. “Lovely doing business with you, Professor Taylor.”

“You’re impossible, you know that?” Vixen said, smiling against her.

“But you love me?”

“Yes. Unfortunately.” Vixen nibbled along her collarbone and up her jaw, coaxing out contented little sighs, and finally capturing her lips in a tender kiss.

So, slightly begrudgingly, Vixen went along with all of Courtney’s grandest plans. After awhile, she even started to get into the planning spirit, especially once it was time to start sampling cakes and planning menus. She put her foot down about a vegan wedding cake, (“my family would disown me!”) which of course led to Courtney’s genius two cakes idea.

Ultimately, though, Vixen had fun. She was too swamped with her first full year at UCLA to stress over the details, happy to simply weigh in on the things that mattered to her, like the music and food and her dress, and check out when it came to the rest. A week before the ceremony, Courtney flew to the venue with Brie, her brother Ben, and the event planner to make sure everything was perfect.

It wasn’t until Vixen was on the plane to Paris 2 days later, grades submitted for all of her classes, Asia on one side and Monet across the aisle, that it really, finally hit her: she was getting married.

The thought was so sudden that it actually made her gasp, and Monet, always a nervous flyer, immediately turned to her with alarm.

“What? Did you feel something? What’s wrong?” she fretted, and Vixen shook her head.

“No, nothing like that, I just. You guys...by this time next week, I’m going to be married. I’m gonna be someone’s wife.”

“You’re just now realizing that?” Monet asked, one eyebrow raised.

“I think we better cut her off,” Asia said, gesturing to her glass of chardonnay.

“Ha ha,” Vixen replied, rolling her eyes. “But really. Come on. This is huge. Isn’t it?”

The absolute enormity of the situation was causing a lump to form in her throat, tears stinging her eyes.

“It sure is, kiddo.” Asia leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “You’ve come a long way from that skinny little kid crying on the floor of my dorm room.”

“I know!” Vixen exclaimed, tears beginning to trickle down her cheek. She sniffled.

“Yeah, now she’s a skinny professor who cries in first class. Here, girl…” Monet reached across the aisle to pass a couple of napkins to her. “Wipe those tears. You’re living the dream.”

“Oh shit, I am,” Vixen laughed.

***

Somehow, Courtney had charmed Violet into making not only her dress, but Vixen’s too. (“That way they’ll be sure to be cohesive!”)

And so, they took an almost 24-hour stopover in Paris as an excuse for a fitting. Vixen was thrilled with the final dress, thanking Violet profusely for all her work and telling her that she’d see her in a few days before hitting the town with her girls for a little last-minute bachelorette night.

They had an absolute blast. By then, Monique and Mayhem had arrived, along with a couple of her favorite cousins and a new UCLA colleague who knew how to party like a rock star. They took full advantage of the VIP access that Courtney had arranged, Veuve flowing all night like water.

They may have overdid it a little, because the next day, while Courtney dragged her all over the castle grounds to show her the various locations, Vixen had a pounding headache. They ended up in the garden where the reception would take place, lights already being strung up, seating chart up on a posterboard next to a collage of the flower arrangements.

“So...what do you think? Is it too much?” Courtney asked, hilariously, given the fucking castle towering over her shoulder.

“Should I even ask how much money you’re gonna be sending to the NAACP and Grassroots Law?” Vixen asked, tucking a lock of blonde hair behind her ear.

“You mean how much we’re sending,” Courtney said.

“Dodging the question.”

“A lot…”

“Mmm…” Vixen looked around once more before wrapping her arms around Courtney’s waist. “Well...it’s beautiful.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She pressed a kiss to the crown of Courtney’s head.

***

Vixen only had a few more things to do before she could really take the summer off, and she was determined to finish them so that she could be fully present for the wedding and, maybe more importantly, the honeymoon. So the morning before the rehearsal dinner, she opted to skip the brunch buffet and finish her notes on a grant proposal.

She was almost done when Courtney returned to the room, flinging herself down on the four-poster, canopied king bed with a dramatic sigh, arm covering her eyes. Vixen looked up, amused by her theatrics.

“Problems, dear?”

Courtney groaned.

“Don’t tell me that the caviar is sub-par. The duke and duchess will never let us hear the end of it!” Vixen teased, and Courtney sat up, a cross look on her face. “Sorry. What’s wrong?”

“My dad is upset. I mean he’s not saying he’s upset but he’s been bitching to Ben and I don’t know why he didn’t say anything about it months ago!”

“I assume this is about the whole ‘being walked down the aisle by our moms’ thing?” Vixen guessed.

“Yeah. And I thought he understood! I mean it’s a feminist statement! You’d think he’d appreciate that! He ferments his own soybeans to make homemade tofu, for christ’s sake.”

“You don’t think marrying a woman is enough of a feminist statement?”

“Well, you’re not being walked down the aisle by your dad!” Courtney reasoned.

“Yeah, but I’m not close to my dad. He’s lucky he’s even invited.”

“Well…that’s why I made him, you know-”

“A bridesmaid?”

“We’re not calling it that!” Courtney sighed. “Omigod, this is so stressful.”

Vixen rose from the desk and walked to her fiancée on the bed, kneeling beside her. She was so beautiful, and so smart, and so stubborn when it came to taking the easy way out of this type of thing.

“Why not just let him walk with you and your mum? It’ll make him happy,” Vixen reasoned gently.

“But then the bridal parties won’t be equal! Who’ll walk with Monet?”

“You can let Adore walk with two people from my side.”

Courtney paused before giggling, “That is slightly poetic.”

“Do you feel better?” Vixen pressed a kiss to her shoulder and settled against the velvet pillows.

“Yeah, I think that’s a reasonable solution. Thank you,” Courtney sighed. She curled up into Vixen’s arms, head resting comfortably on her shoulder, eyes falling closed. Vixen began to card fingers through her hair.

“No problem, baby.”

“Sorry I’m being such a pain. Are you sure you still want to marry me?”

“Ummm...” Vixen pretended to think, and Courtney scowled up at her, pretending to be angry. After a few moments, they both started laughing.

“You really are the best,” Courtney proclaimed, swinging a leg over Vixen to straddle her.

She was caught off guard at first, hands seeking out Courtney’s waist automatically, gazing up at her, heart beginning to pound in that all too familiar way as their lips met in a slow, leisurely kiss. It took a few moments for her brain to catch up with her body.

“Before this goes any farther…” Vixen cleared her throat.

“Yeah?” Courtney murmured against her neck.

“Don’t you want to tell your dad he’s being upgraded?”

“I’ll tell him later,” Courtney said, teeth sinking into Vixen’s pulse point until she produced a breathy whimper.

“Babe...I still have to finish that proposal…” But even as Vixen spoke, she could feel her resolve weakening, the pleasant weight of Courtney’s body pressing down on hers too enticing to resist.

“Right this second?” Courtney asked, big eyes blinking down at her.

“I guess it can wait a little,” Vixen finally said, flipping Courtney over onto her back.

***

“Hold still,” said Violet, scrutinizing Courtney from every possible angle. It was another masterpiece, the wedding dress of Courtney’s wildest dreams: a big ball gown with a structured, corseted bodice covered with intricate embroidery and silk flowers in bright, rainbow colors that spilled down the skirt. Like someone had thrown a bucket of Pride Parade on a princess gown, but in the classiest, most Violet way possible. All Courtney wanted was to spin and twirl like a little kid.

And of course, Violet’s face had that expression she always wore while working. The one where it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

“Violet, not to sound ungrateful-”

“What?” Violet’s head snapped up, but Courtney continued.

“But you can’t look at a bride like that. You’re making me fucking nervous,” Courtney said, foot stomping slightly on the floor.

“Violet, please just tell her she looks pretty so that we can get the show on the road,” said Ben, tossing back the rest of his champagne. “Some of us want to get to the party toute suite!”

“Sounds like that’s of the utmost importance.” Violet rolled her eyes. “Courtney, you look gorgeous—”

“Thank y-”

“—But I’m trying to check your seams and you’re as fidgety as a toddler. Stand still.”

“Exactly what you want to hear on your wedding day,” Courtney laughed, resuming the position Violet told her to hold.

“Hire someone else next time if you want sweet nothings,” Violet said, kneeling down to fix a hem that wasn’t falling properly. “You know who I am.”

“I do.”

“You do.” Violet smiled. “Melati’s very excited to be a part of the big day, by the way. She’s concerned about doing everything right like a big girl, though.”

Courtney looked over to the corner, where Melati sat on Adore’s lap, the two of them happily bonding over a tray of croissants that had been laid out for the bridal party. Melati was going to be a flower girl, along with Vixen’s cousin, something the 6-year-old would think of as one of her major claims to fame for years to come.

“Aww, I am too!” Courtney said. “Tell her that she can always follow Mandy if she forgets where to go.”

“Okay.” Violet stood up, brushing off her hands. “I think you’re ready.”

“Really?” Courtney’s stomach twisted with excitement.

“Yeah. I’m officially done. Promise to take care of my daughter while I find my seat?”

“Wait, Vi. Um...how’s Vix doing?” Courtney asked. She knew that Violet had done her last checks on Vixen first, and was dying to know how she was feeling. Was she nervous? They hadn’t spoken since dinner the night before, both of them spending the night with their respective bridal parties.

“The outfit is impeccable. She has a very nice frame for draped clothing, everything is-”

“I don’t mean her dress,” Courtney clarified. Leave it to Violet to think everything was about the clothes. “I mean...how is she doing?”

“Oh...well...she seemed happy. Maybe a little nervous, but...no more than you.” Violet smiled, placing a hand on Courtney’s wrist. “It’s gonna be a beautiful wedding.”

“I really want to hug you, but I know you’ll yell at me for messing up the dress,” Courtney said, tearing up.

“Please, that dress can withstand anything-” Violet smiled, pulling her in for a hug. “You’ll be fine-” Violet whispered. “From one married woman to a soon-to-be other. I promise-” Violet pulled away slightly, looking into Courtney’s eyes. “This is right for you.”

“Thanks. Merci.”

“Bien sur.” Violet gave her one last grin before she walked over to Melati, kissing both her cheeks and speaking quietly to her in French, the little girl laughing as her mom walked away.

***

When all was said and done, Courtney was happy with the decision to have both of her parents walk her down the aisle. As the string ensemble played “Revelation Sunshine,” she looked around at the faces of all the most important people in their lives, her own heart full of love for everyone who was there to support them, so many of them people who’d uplifted her countless times throughout the years.

There were her LA friends: Adore’s bandmates, Shea and her girlfriend Sasha, Gigi, and many of her current and former coworkers from both coasts, including Andy, Charlie, even Derrick, the director of her first ever music video.

Jujubee and Detox were there with their whole family, little Julia kneeling on a chair to get a better look at her dress. Beside them were Jinkx and Alaska and their two little ones, who waved to Courtney as she walked as if she was on a parade float. Violet and Sutan stood with Raja and Raven, the four of them people that Courtney would never have imagined being supportive wedding guests ten years ago, but of course, so much had happened in that ten years.

Latrice, who had been so much more than a manager: at times a life coach, a therapist, or a disapproving parent, stood with Jeremy Scott, Brie, and some of her Glimmer co-stars.

In the next row, Morgan, Tyra and Naomi looked on happily, beaming with pride for their friend, beside two of her oldest friends from Brisbane, all of them happily bonding over drunken shenanigans the previous night.

Fame looked gorgeous as always, in a pale beige dress that was suspiciously close to being white. When Bianca caught her eye to give her a wink of approval, Courtney nodded slightly at her, grateful that they could still be friends after all they’d been through.

As they approached the altar, Courtney grinned happily at their wedding party. Vixen’s friends and family looked amazing, especially little Mandy, holding Melati’s hand protectively, both of them adorable in matching blue dresses. She gave Tatianna and Honey a big smile as she finally reached the front. Then, she turned to kiss her mum, who was pretending not to cry, and her dad, who was openly weeping.

Adore couldn’t help reaching out and hugging her from behind as she stepped up to the altar, and Ben, always the boss, yanked her back. Courtney giggled and rolled her eyes, reaching back to squeeze Adore’s hand, making sure she knew that it was all okay.

And then, she turned around just in time to see Vixen appear at the top of the grand staircase, breath catching in her chest at how absolutely radiant she looked.

Her dark skin was glowing in the soft light, offset by a cream-colored, lace a-line gown. Her box braids had been swept into an elaborate updo, adorned with the same silk flowers that decorated Courtney’s own dress, and those same colors were embroidered into the bottom of the skirt.

The whole effect was stunning. Courtney watched her, absolutely entranced, as she and her mom made her way down the stairs and up the aisle. It wasn’t until she stepped up beside her on the altar, reaching out a hand to gently touch her cheek, that Courtney realized there were tears dripping down her face.

“Are you already crying?” Vixen asked as she dried Courtney’s cheek with her thumb. She said it in a low voice, one that only Courtney could hear.

“You’re just so beautiful,” Courtney whispered.

Vixen’s lips curled up into a soft smile. “Shit, now I’m crying.”

The officiant leaned forward and quietly asked, “May I begin?”

Vixen clasped her hands tightly. “You ready to go?”

Courtney sniffled, smiling through her tears, and proclaimed, “I’ve never been more ready for anything.”

***

Vixen wrapped her arms around Courtney’s waist on the dance floor as the band played “Revelation Sunshine.” The whole day had been like a dream, their friends and family showering them with love. After hours of partying, things were finally winding down. And as thankful as Vixen was for every single person who’d come to support them, suddenly all she wanted was to be alone with her wife. She pressed her lips to Courtney’s temple, inhaling the familiar scent of her hair.

A soft sigh left Courtney’s lips as she let Vixen pull her in closer, a sigh that told Vixen exactly the mixture of exhausted, content, and giddy she was.

“Hey...what do you say to an Irish exit?” Vixen asked.

Courtney tilted her face up, giggling. “In Australia we just call that leaving.”

“Perfect. We can honor your culture.”

“Will your family be mad?”

“I can apologize at brunch,” Vixen said. “Come on. Let’s enjoy our wedding night.”

“I might be a huge disappointment,” Courtney said, eyelids already heavy, admitting, “I’m so fucking tired.”

“Well,” Vixen began, arm around Courtney’s waist, guiding her to the exit. “ I read an article that said that most people don’t have sex on their wedding nights anyway.”

“Really?”

“It may not have been an article. It may have been a factoid on ‘Married at First Sight,’” Vixen admitted.

“Is that a reputable source? Will it survive a peer review?” Courtney giggled.

“Hmm, depends on the referencing system,” Vixen said, making her laugh more.

“I love it when you talk Academia.”

Vixen shook her head, unable to wipe the ear-splitting grin from her face as they climbed the steps up to their suite, fingers laced together.

Before she opened the door, Courtney stopped her, a hand on her forearm.

“Wait.”

“Everything okay?” Vixen asked, studying her face.

Courtney nodded, fingers sliding up Vixen’s bare arms, a smile tugging at her lips. She took a deep breath and said, “I just...I can’t believe you’re finally my wife.”

Vixen dipped her face down for a tender kiss, pressing her against the door before whispering, “Let’s go in and take off our stupid heels.”

“Ohhh, god, you know just what to say,” Courtney moaned playfully, moving aside so that Vixen could turn the antique key and unlock the door, pulling her inside.

Minutes later, both of their gowns were tossed over a chaise lounge, shoes and undergarments strawn about the floor in a haphazard trail leading to the bed, where they collapsed together in a tangled heap.

Vixen pulled the covers up over their bodies, kissing her wife on the cheek before murmuring, “Goodnight, baby. I love you.”

“Night,” Courtney whispered, eyes already closed. Vixen assumed she was halfway asleep until she added, “Thanks for marrying me.”

“Anytime,” Vixen laughed, resting her chin on top of Courtney’s head.

#rpdr fanfiction #the vixen #courtney act #courtney x vixen #asia o'hara #monet x change #violet chachki #trans!vixen #fluff #lesbian au #galactica au #black girl magic fic #diversity fic #revelation sunshine #veronica #trans character

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lizacstuff · 3 years

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I'm still catching up on SCK (currently on 21 ahh!) but I felt compelled to check out the hashtag and see how the episode did and I'm reminded why I don't like looking at fandom stuff too much ever since OUAT haha. I swear some of these people have never watched TV before??? We're 100% not going to just have hours of a couple cuddling/being domestic. There has to be drama people, that's how this works? Gah so many complaints. Just going to stick to your blog ;) BTW do we know about any hiatus?

Yeah, you know, I’ve always been a huge proponent of controlling your fandom experience. Block, blacklist, filter, mute, unfollow are all good tools to use on various platforms if someone’s negativity is ruining your experience. None of us are under any obligation to humor someone that makes us feel bad about something that we love. This is a hobby, not a job. I’ve muted a lot of tantruming people on Twitter just so I can look through the tags for actual content. Part of the problem is some who don’t speak Turkish, watch it live without subtitles and get upset and thrash about for no reason, because they don’t have context. And to answer your question, I think some of them are young enough that they haven’t watched that much TV before. They are throwing fits at the official accts and writers trying to get the story to fit their exact specifications. But it doesn’t work like that.

This wasn’t the easiest episode to watch, (partly because I felt sooooo on edge all ep worrying about what would happen with Balca’s sabotage of Eda) but there was a lot that I loved. Part of the problem going into this episode was that many people were expecting an Eda ILY and reconciliation, and when that didn’t happen, some can’t see beyond it. It reminds me of the Captain Swan Movie. Ask 99% of Captain Swan fans today and they would call those two episodes perfection. They are universally loved and reverred as the greatest thing to ever happen to our OTP and our fandom. But when they aired, that wasn’t the universal reaction. Some people had predicted and were expecting a True Love’s kiss and when that didn’t happen they were disappointed and inflicted a lot of knee-jerk negativity on the fandom right after the ep aired. Imagine that!!! Imagine watching the glorious-ness of the CS movie and being disappointed because you’d raised your hopes too high before it aired and couldn’t adjust to appreciate the amazing episodes we actually got. It’s a huge lesson in fandom, not to get too attached to speculation.

As far as hiatus, supposedly 24 is the last one to film before the New Year break, and they won’t air an ep on Jan 2nd, but who knows, there doesn’t seem to be a lot of official scheduling info from Fox about it. I hope the actors get a rest, Kerem and Hande looked exhausted on the telethon type IG live they participated in the other night.

#sckask #asklizac #sck 1x23

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hahahaha i know, i was shocked too. but my jgy feelings are all over the place and it’s probably laced with vitriol half the time that does not need to be unleashed on you, maybe. hahahaha. but yeah, whenever i see ships with him and lxc +/- nmj, i feel my stomach drop and i’m just not happy. i understand that this is a personal preference and i have no problem with people who do ship them. it’s just. i will not consume it hahaha. (i almost shipped x*yao at the beginning, on my first watch (1/4)

of cql, and like skhsalkfdl noooo hashtag betrayed). hahaha. YEEEES. the embarrassed version. i weep. i cry. we are blessed. how can they get the casting so right??? they really do act like brothers and can i just say, i can’t with the combo of wyz’s voice and dimples in one video. please. i am too weak for this. have mercy. HOLD UP. I’M LAUGHING SO HARD. THAT VIDEO. they are hilarious (and so damn cute argh) and like, i can really see the brotherly antics. thank you for the links because i really needed something to cheer me up and wyz and ji li goofing around and laughing just made my day. *hearts everywhere* waaaah nmj’s first scene asdklj but also nmj praising jc and wwx and those two being so proud of their little selves hahahaha. love that for them. tbh, anything with jing yi is my fave because he’s hilarious and such a little shit both in the novel and in cql. also, never gonna get over nmj’s fierce corpse recognising lxc in tanzhou with just him playing liebing! omgggg your kitties! so cute. so fluffy. so majestic. please give them a nice long cuddle from meee. we have family pets but they live with my parents (basically, replacement for their children hahahaha). three good doggos. and for your question! Who is, in your opinion, the biggest disaster in MDZS? hahahaha. - cc. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

Yeah I totally get that!!I even get why ppl ship x*yao so much as cql really... oof they had a x*yao agenda ffs. ship whatever you like i just... don’t want to see it tbh. but also ship nielan ffs i need more content people!!!

the casting is indeed SO GOOOOOOD!! Ji Li and Wang Yizhou are just brothers at heart, that’s just a fact! they love each other so much and just enjoy spending time together so mcuh ahhh!!! wyz’s voice and dimples together is indeed way too powerful and i cannot handle it but also PLEASE give me MORE!! HE’s SO SO SO Cute!! I once saw this fan edit on douyin that was like wyz or ji li saying that wyz never “acts cute” (on purpose) and then just every single time he DID purposely act cute to get something or to get a reaction from ji li and i gdfjkgsdfjgkd sir wHY ARE YOU SO CUUUTEEEE!!

oh boy yes nmj praising jc and wwx... sobs... he really went ah two new didis to praise and love ;’)

ahh jingyi my babyyyyyy my favourite child!! yes jingyi scenes are amazing too i love that boy sm ;;

mmm and yes nmj’s fierce corpse saying nielan rights!! you’re right!! that’s the SHIT!! he knows his man everywhere s o b s ;;

my kitties have both received their cuddles and are sending many cuddles back!! kisses to your three doggos i hope they’re doing well and you can see them soon!

who ISN’T a disaster in mdzs?? I honest to god have no idea who is the biggest one... my brain said jin zixuan immediately but that isn’t right because he figures it out!! he starts undisastering himself and slowly gets it together. so i really... this question made my brain give up on me and just go blank... i’m so sorry gjdkfljgd you’re gonna answer this and have this awesome answer probably and i’m gonna be like ah yes of course you’re right but right now my brain is just e v e r y o n e

#sorry for replying so late!#my cc #Anonymous #mdzsnetcc

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kimnjss · 5 years

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[ hickeys— ]

NAMJOON

namjoon would have been nervous about their performance in japan. he would ask jungkook to help him perfect a routine that he had been struggling with.

the two would meet up after dinner where jungkook would immediately start teaching his hyung what he needed to know.

you sat in the corner of the room, a smile on your face as you watched your boyfriend learn from the maknae.

joon would do his best to follow the moves that jungkook was laying out for him. he was moving so much and so fast that the hood covering his head slid off.

which didn’t seem like all that big of a deal— until jungkook was moving to stand behind namjoon, hands adjusting his posture.

“hyung? what’s all over your neck?” he’d ask in confusion, the tip of his finger pressing against the bruise.

your eyes would widen in realization as namjoon would flinch away hand going up to cover his neck.

jungkook would smirk, “are those hickeys?” he’d grin.

“what? no!” you’d deny, creating an even more suspicious situation for the two of you. “i’m not dumb!” jungkook would retort.

he’d take another look at the older boy’s neck. “wow. y/n, you’re ruthless.” he’d comment with a laugh.

your cheeks would turn red as you proceeded to cover your face but not before seeing namjoon (playfully) shove jungkook back.

“of course she is, you should see how worked up i can get her.” he’d smirk, nodding his head in your direction.

JIN

the boys would be hanging out in the living room. you’d be upstairs taking a nap, waking up to the sounds of their laughter.

throwing one of jin’s t-shirt’s and a pair of shorts on, you’d make your way down the stairs.

joon, hobi and tae sat scattered in the living room along with your boyfriend-- seokjin.

you’d grin when you saw him, easily sinking into the vacant space on his lap. he’d be quick with wrapping arms around you.

“what are we talking about?” you’d wonder, leaning back into his chest.

“how jealous your boyfriend is.” joon would answer quickly with a smirk.

jin would be quick to answer, “i’m not a jealous person, really!”

“...well you did yell at the delivery man the other day.” you reminded him.

“he was flirting with you right in front of my face!” jin would defend himself at the same time, hobi is leaning closer examining your neck.

“you even marked your territory! what? you want to make sure everyone knows she’s spoken for?” he’d laugh, pointing a finger toward your bruises.

your face would instantly flush as the other boys leaned in to see.

“ahh, noona, you shouldn’t let his mouth near you.” tae would laugh, silently counting how many marks you had.

your hands would be quick to cover your neck, leaning back into jin’s chest. “stop staring at them!”

“hickeys don’t make you jealous, you should see the ones she leaves on me.”

jin would speak proudly, earning a nudge in the chest from you.

the boys would quickly star to wonder out loud about the hickeys you had left on jin, insisting that he showed them.

YOONGI

“why is #vampireyoongi trending?” yoongi’s attention would be brought by the mention of his name.

“what?” he’d set down the text book he had been flipping through, his eyebrow arched.

your fingers would tap against the screen until you found the hashtag again.

“#vampireyoongi is trending worldwide.” you repeated, this time clicking on the words.

at first it was just a bunch of obvious bts stans weighing in their thoughts on the hashtag ‘wbk yoongi was a vampire.’

you couldn’t help but laugh at these tweets, still confused at why they were even happening.

“apparently you’re a vampire.” you moved to sit beside him, showing him the words on the screen.

as you’d scroll down the screen a very recent picture of you would pop up.

it was at least three days ago. you were on your way back from hobi’s house where you spent the night with yoongi.

for whatever reason, yoongi wasn’t able to keep his hands off you, especially after hobi fell asleep which resulted in the array of hickeys on your neck.

they were so clear in the picture. there were so many of them!

a particular post caught your eye, a close up picture with your neck on full display. a fansite had reposted it with the caption:

“pray for our girl, y/n... she’s on some bella from twilight shit.” you couldn’t help but crack up laughing.

you kept scrolling, most posts making light of the situation.

yoongi would read over your shoulder, laughing and joking along with you.

HOSEOK

you’d squirm underneath him, his hands palming your hips as he held your body against his.

his mouth would work over yours easily, you doing your best to match his intensity.

it felt like years since you last felt hobi’s lips on yours. in reality it had only been a week-- but even that was too long.

you missed him.

“it’s just me and you tonight.” he’d remind with a grin, his hand moving up to cup the side of your face.

you’d smile brightly, leaning up to press your lips against his gently. “i love that.”

hobi would move his head down to bury his face in the crook of your neck, both of his arms wrapping around your waist.

“i missed yo so much,” he’d grumble, his mouth opening to pull a bit of your skin in.

your potential sentence was stolen by a moan, your teeth quickly catching your lip.

without lifting his head, hobi would bring his hand to your chin using his thumb to pull your lip from between your teeth.

he’d quickly resume his assault on your neck. kissing, licking, sucking, biting at the flesh.

moans would fall freely from your parted lips, the sound of the front door opening being drown out by your voice.

his hand would find the zipper of your sweater, tugging it down as his mouth landed on your chest.

your hands would ruffle and tug at his soft strands of hair, head tilted back to allow most access.

“hyung, jimin wants too--” tae’s voice was heard before he was entering the room. not leaving enough time for you two to pull apart.

his stutter was heard next as he scrambled out of the room. “oh, crap... shit. s-sorry.” he’d mumble as he shuffled out of the room.

hobi would study your expression, looking for any signs of you wanting to stop. seeing the look on your face he’d be quick with covering your mouth with his once again.

JIMIN

jimin and his best friends had left hours earlier to play basketball at the court not too far from the house.

in the time they were gone you were able to take a bath, moisturize, paint your nails and even start your favorite movie.

just as you began to doze off, the front door would slam open, heavy footsteps heading in your direction.

both tae and jungkook laughed loudly between each other as they reached you.

“why don’t you ask you?” tae spoke once he was close enough.

jungkook would shoot a knowing look in his direction before plopping down on the couch.

“ask me what?” jimin would walk in a moment later, hair wet with sweat. he’d have the shirt he had worn out slung over his shoulder.

you’d smile as he’d lean over the back of the couch to press his lips against yours.

“ask me what?” you’d repeat once jimin pulled away.

“they’re being childish, ignore them.” jimin would warn you. you’d urge the boys with a look. jungkook being the first to speak up. “tae wanted to know if--”

tae would be quick with cutting him off. “hey! it wasn’t just me.” he’d defend.

“i’m confused...” you’d glance back at your boyfriend who’d simply roll his eyes.

“they saw the hickeys on my thigh and have some twisted theory that--”

tae jumped up quickly, shushing his hyung. “come on, it’s embarrassing now!” he pleaded.

“how’d you guys... why’d you show them?”

jimin rolled his eyes at your words. “no idea, just felt the urge to flash my dick... whoops.” you could sense his sarcasm.

there was nothing innocent about the hickeys you’d left against his skin-- especially not the placement.

the strength of his thighs always managed to turn you on, you couldn’t help but put your mouth on them as you jerked him off.

and it was obvious the other guys knew too.

TAEHYUNG

with a strong hand around your neck, tae would press his mouth against yours. applying just the right amount of pressure to to your throat making you moan.

his tongue would explore the inside of your mouth as you tried to keep up, hands grasping at his forearms.

“oh, come on! get a room!” the annoyed shout would come from yoongi.

tae would pull back only for a moment to flick him off before turning back to your mouth.

“we’re going to be late.” hobi would remind with an exaggerated groan.

tae would take his time with pulling back from your mouth, grinning as he took in the dazed look on your face. “you’re so into me.” he’d give you a cocky smirk.

“shut up.” you’d roll your eyes, punching at his chest. he laughed watching as you began to step back. “call me when you miss me?”

“i should just call you now then,” he’d flirt and you’d blush.

he’d wait until you were out of sight before ducking into the front seat of joon’s car.

“you guys are actually gross.” he’d comment as he pulled off onto the road.

tae would ignore the comment, tapping the tips of his fingers against his knee.

“holy shit look at your neck!” jin would exclaim from the back seat, poking at the bruises covering tae’s skin.

“she’s my girl. what do you expect?” he’d retort with a smirk, tilting his head toward the mirror to admire your work.

JUNGKOOK

you and jungkook would be cuddling in the living room watching the office with his friends, hobi and joon.

jungkook would have his arms wrapped around your waist, head tilted back a bit as you snuggled close.

joon and hobi had been having their own side conversation that the two of you paid very little attention to.

it wasn’t until hobi was addressing you did you realize that their conversation was about you two.

“alright, i’m just going to ask.. what’s with the turtlenecks man?” you took a moment to look back at the black turtleneck covering your boyfriend’s torso.

“what do you mean?” his cheeks and the top of his ears were turning pink.

“you’ve been wearing them for days. not to mention that it’s seventy degrees outside.” joon chimes in.

“so? i like turtlenecks.” jungkook shrugged, trying to play it cool.

“we have reason to believe you’re hiding something.”

you’d decide to jump in and save him-- this was your fault to begin with. “i’m sure he’s not. he likes what he likes.” you tired.

hobi and joon shared one of their silent conversations before boy boys were springing up and tackling jungkook-- surprisingly missing you.

joon held him as hobi pulled the collar of his shirt down. the purplish bruises on his neck were on full display.

“knew it.” joon confirmed, taking a step back from kookie. “you owe me five bucks.”

you couldn’t help the laugh that left your lips. “you guys bet on what he was hiding?” hobi would nod, fishing in his pockets for his wallet. “i guessed he cut himself shaving-- didn’t expect our little one to have hickeys.”

“our little guy is growing up,” namjoon would feign sadness, wiping an imaginary tear.

jungkook would roll his eyes a smirk settling on his lips. “just ask her, i’m not little.”

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