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imperfectionist will be filled with a lot of pop culture references just like the manhwa lol
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Ooo foreshadowing? does that mean Vinny and y/n will be girlparents in the future :0
hmmmmmmMMMM I MEAN i wrote that as a vision outside imperfectionist and with only vinny in mind (u can also check the tags there r no "x reader") but who knows what the future holds for the reader and vinny in imperfectionist :^) (not me)
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i have a vision, hear me out
ৎ⋆𐙚｡🎀GIRL DAD VINNY🎀˚⋆𐙚⋆୨
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“sein... the truth is, there were three of us.”
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what happened to imperfectionist with vinny ??? /Gen
the links were disabled for sum reason idk why !!!! but i'll fix it soon dw !!!!!
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imperfectionist (vinny hong x jo!reader)
jay jo's imperfectionist sister meets the flawful vinny hong.
part 7
part 6 | part 8
part warnings: fem!reader, jo!reader (jay is reader's 1 year older brother, but they're in the same class), second person's pov (you, you're, your), wb main story SPOILERS
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Why was he shocked? He already saw you in your school uniform when he took you to the hospital.
“Sorry, Principal. I can come back later if you're busy–”
“It's alright, [Y/N]. I'll have you as a witness for your friends' proposal.” He motioned you to stand beside him. Albeit confused, you obliged while still carrying the papers and brown envelopes.
Friends, huh.
You casually eyed them one by one. Even noticing Minu's stupid-looking, over-gelled hair. But averting your gaze once you felt a certain red-hair's stare. He stared you down and you can feel his fixation on you, yet you were determined to keep your nonchalance affront.
You surely weren't needed here, so why did the Principal make you stay? While their attention were elsewhere—well, except for Vinny, who still has his two-toned eyes following you, you were finally about to escape the Principal but when you tried to sneakily walk past them, Shelly took your arm and quietly tucked you beside her while listening to her Granddad. Yes, the Principal. Shelly's Granddad. One person. The principal is Shelly's granddad.
After what seems to be a proposal to skip school to compete in the tournament, the Principal guided you out of the office, letting you go before classes started.
You thought it was over, not until Mr. Nam, who accompanied you outside, called your name from the door, so you expectantly waited for what he had to say,
“The red boy isn't from here, would you mind escorting him off the campus? You’re Vice of the student body after all.”
Agh. What is he, a preschooler?
You glanced at Vinny, who just came out of the door, for a split second. “No. Not at all.”
Vinny stopped in his tracks when you faced him, now he was blankly staring at you.
“Follow me.” you composed yourself and led him to the exit. You can hear students’ chatters and whispers but you chose to voluntarily not pay them any mind. You were watching his reflection on the window panes of the classrooms from your peripheral vision, so you didn’t have to look behind to see if he was following you.
You remained civil, and as much as Vinny hates to admit, he’s annoyed by the way you’re pretending you don’t know him after everything you said and did in your past encounters. Sure he hated talking, like he always did, it’s not like he wants you to converse with him.
But somehow in this third encounter, why did he perhaps expect… more?
You can’t talk to him, yet. You shouldn’t. At least not in front of your schoolmates and especially not in front of Jay and the others. Acting like you know him will only spark more rumors and suspicions. Once again you can feel his stares right behind you as you wordlessly guided him towards the gate.
Your mouth was itching to open and talk. But not now. At least not while the guards were looking at you, they know your mother. You’ll be dead.
When you reached the gate you stopped just before the gate and asked if he needed more directions to go where he’s headed to, but he insisted he knew where he’s going.
You were about to leave but his hand reached forward. Handing you something. You wondered what it was for a moment until you saw the object. The tomato charm you gave him.
You eyed the charm on his palm and looked back to his face. “What do you want me to do with that?”
“You might want it back.”
“Who do you take me for? Give and take?” You frowned. “Bring my glasses next time.” and then you turned your back on him.
Once again, Vinny’s brows slightly furrowed in annoyance. But then he finally confirms that you do remember him. You just act like you don’t.
What the hell just happened? What do you mean? Since he met you, all you ever did was to make his head hurt. He only watched you from afar for less than a second, before he turned his back shortly.
Not worth it, he thinks.
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Like you already said before, you and Jay don't always go home together after class, it's always taken you to go separate ways after school as a norm unless you both agree you'd go home together beforehand.
After the subject bedel announced your professor’s absence, his whole class period became your class vacant.
You loomed over Jay's desk. “Got any snacks?”
He slid a wasabi lollipop while not even panning to you, eyes glued to his textbook, choosing to spend his vacant time studying.
“Why aren’t you studying?”
“I’ve already read everything last night. I'm getting dizzy seeing words on a textbook.” You reached for the lollipop and opened the wrapper before putting it in your mouth and slumpily sitting beside him.
Some of your classmates were a little taken aback because you barely sit beside Jay in classrooms. That was because you were having enough of seeing Jay’s face. From your house, to the student council hq’s, to the classroom, you’d see him. You were getting tired of seeing him everywhere. But it’s different now that you don’t see him at home because you don’t live there anymore, and you don’t see him at the council hq’s too now because he isn’t the President anymore.
“Got yelled at by mom and dad last night?” You asked him.
“...Yeah.”
“Sucks.”
“Has your flu gone down?” Right. You didn't tell anyone the truth. The only ones who knew were Suki and well… Vinny.
"Yeah. I did a lot to feel better sooner. Anyway, thanks for lending me your glasses.” you moved his eyeglasses that you borrowed up and down over your nose bridge.
The eyeglasses you were currently wearing were Jay's. They were his backup ones. Only the morning after the stabbing incident you realized you've lost your glasses. And then you remembered the nurses gave Vinny your belongings before your back was stitched up. But you promised to give Jay's glasses back after you retrieve yours from Vinny.
“How's your new member holding up? Any problems?” You shift your body to face him while biting your lollipop's stick.
Jay eyed you. “What? Oh, you mean Vinny? He's… fine. I guess.”
Must be still warming up. He’ll get used to it. You glanced out the window. The sky was already turning orange. Dom’s loud mouth echoes all the way from the back of the classroom blathering something about Hummingbird’s next cycling practice made you remember something.
“Say, can I come watch your next practice? There's also Yuna and Mia, right? Would another bystander distract you?”
“Yeah. You can come.” Jay replied. You were thankful at how he didn’t ask why you wanted to come. The real reason was to retrieve your glasses from Vinny.
Shelly called your name while closing Jay’s table. You were getting used to her ditzyness. “My sister-in-law, are you close with Vinny? He looks cool! Is his hair color natural?”
Why does everyone here think we’re close?
“Don't know. Don't care.” you faced Jay's desk to steal all his wasabi lollipops while he's not looking. You stood up with a jacket filled with lollipops and let Shelly take the seat beside Jay.
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You passed your fake medical certificate to your professor for your absence. You were waiting for your excuse letter to be signed before going home, when the new phone you bought beeped.
Unknown Contact: hiya, is this [Y/N]? ;)
[Y/N]: who's this?
Unknown Contact: vinny ;)
You gaped your mouth. Vinny? That Vinny?
[Y/N]: wrong number
After sending a lot of keyboard smashes, his messages suddenly halted. You thought he was done until you received another.
Unknown Contact: that was not me fuck
Unknown Contact: i swear that wasn’t me
You chose not to point it out in your reply.
[Y/N]: my glasses
After reminding him, the professor handed you back the excuse letter. You thanked him and exited the room. You wonder where he got your number, especially with the fact that after losing your phone when you were stabbed, you changed phones and SIM cards.
You smirked triumphantly for a split-second and put your phone inside your pocket.
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sorry for the slow ud's !!!! academic responsibilities always get in the way D:
anw, a gift for you
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my fics r still publicized !!! tumblr is j being a b and disabling some of the links. fret not, i'll fix it soon x
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imperfectionist (vinny hong x jo!reader)
jay jo's imperfectionist sister meets the flawful vinny hong.
part 6
part 5 | part 7
part warnings: fem!reader, cursing, jo!reader (jay is reader's 1 year older brother, but they're in the same class), second person's pov (you, you're, your), wb main story SPOILERS
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Vinny has never looked back twice at a person before. Not at least before you.
Vinny’s eyes have been glued to the resin charm you gave him all afternoon. A cat tomato. A tomato cat. Whatever. Meanwhile, his bespectacled friend, Sung, was already itching to ask about it beside him.
He never thought of you after the incident… that’s what you thought. After everything, you expect him to just erase his memory of you? Yeah, you probably thought he doesn't remember you, but oh, he does. All too well.
He still has so many questions. Why were you in that alley? Were you experienced with fighting like how he concludes?
Why were you so mysterious?
He tries to shrug the thought of you in his head, but he fails. He panned his head slightly at Sung, who was observing him from the seat beside him.
Vinny's face crumpled. “What?”
That was Sung’s cue to finally open his mouth and stand up to stand behind him. “You’ve been fidgeting that thing for a while now, where is that even from?” He stood up and knocked on the resin charm with a finger from behind Vinny.
Vinny swatted his hand away, enclosed the charm inside his fist, and put it back inside his pocket.
“A girl gave you that.” Sung nodded slowly. It wasn’t a question, it’s a statement. It’s as if he knows.
“Shut up.”
His defensiveness of himself only made Sung chuckle in confirmation, which made the crease on Vinny’s forehead more prominent, as Sung thinks, he didn’t even bother denying it.
“I’m right, am I? You’re not one to acquire that for yourself. And you have beef with every man on earth, so only a woman could've given you that. Look at you getting really popular with the ladies. Isn’t Miss Suturing expert, one rainy Saturday night enough? Who gave you that resin charm? Someone important? Do I know her? I’m your friend, tell me! Tell me everything!”
If only Sung knew the woman he stupidly dubbed as Miss Suturing expert was also the one who gave him the charm.
Vinny looked elsewhere. “Speaking of her, still nothing?”
Sung shook his head. “Nah, unfortunately. Just visit her in the hospital and find out. Or just join Minu's new crew and ask him.” Suddenly Sung’s smug face in Vinny’s point of view looked too punchable.
“I’ll kill you.” Vinny’s frown crumpled his whole face this time.
“Honestly, based on her personality, sounds like she's sheltered. Model student, eh? I told you to ask Minu. I think she’ll be hard to find.”
“Not so hard.” He thought he wouldn't meet you again, too.
“What?” Sung almost jumped back on his seat when he quickly went back. He was waiting for Vinny to clarify if his interpretation was right.
“We bumped into each other. She got stabbed.” Vinny reclined on his seat, mentioned like it was a normal occurence to be stabbed and to see someone get stabbed on an average Friday night.
“What?!”
“One more “what” and I’ll bust your jaw, Kwon Sung.”
Sung had to stare into space for a while to process that information. What the fuck?
“Why? What happened to her? Why was she stabbed? How did it happen?”
“I didn’t see what happened.”
“Is she doing well, though?”
“‘Dunno. You ask her.” Vinny nonchalantly replied.
Sung’s face soured at Vinny refusing to elaborate. Plus, he doesn't even know you personally and he haven't seen you yet, yet he’s worried for you, while this dickhead with his feigned nonchalance says he isn’t!
“Tsk. You fucker! Not even man up to check on a girl that you witnessed almost at death’s door, how cruel. That’s why you don’t have a girlfriend!”
“I don’t want one!” Vinny defensively sneered as he thought of smashing the hardbound book on Sung’s face. He really makes Vinny’s blood pressure skyrocket.
“You sure you weren’t only dreaming because of your abstinence and unsuppressable yearn?” Sung tilted his head.
“My what…” Vinny scoffed in irritation while pronouncing the last syllables of his words, and cringed hard, yet he didn’t see any point to even bother further pointing out Sung’s unsettling words.
“S’not that I’m doubting you, but how do you know you really saw her and it wasn’t a hallucination?”
Vinny rolled his eyes in annoyance and raised the tomato cat resin charm—as if indirectly saying it’s proof of their encounter. Sung’s face looked puzzled for a moment until he realized what his friend meant. He was taken aback as it slowly sunk in.
“Wow, well played. I’m proud of you.” Sung slow-claps.
“This one’s another.” His hand whipped out another object. Glasses. They were eyeglasses. He clicked his tongue. “That woman doesn’t care about her belongings.”
“Well for one, she just got stabbed for God’s sake. For sure she’s shaken to even double-back for her belongings.”
“That’s the thing—she didn’t look shook, not one bit. She even grabs any chance she has to joke around.”
“In other words, you got bullied by her? You don’t say…” Sung could not contain his laugh anymore, imagining his socially awkward friend being bullied by a girl.
Vinny's tried his best to conceal his embarrassment, that was growing even more.
“Fuck you.”
“You know, even if you don’t give a direct answer, you’re too obvious.” Sung bit the insides of his cheek to contain a mischievous grin, this time he really tried. Vinny might actually put his head on a stick. “But the woman really is something else. I understand why you like her.”
Vinny flung a ballpoint pen at Sung—which he dodged. Sung made his way outside to go to the restroom, his laugh still audible from where Vinny was sitting.
After a moment of silence, Vinny lightly touched the clothed scar he got from when he got stabbed. The one you stitched.
For someone who magically just vanished, you sure did leave a lot of souvenirs.
When Sung came back from the restroom a while later, he came straight to Vinny again. “So what’s your plan? The glasses were prescription ones and graded. I knew from one look from afar. She must be blind right now because you took her eyeglasses with you. I’d know.” Sung adjusted his own glasses, imagining the pain of a shit eyesight without glasses.
“I didn’t take it on purpose, fucker. She left it.”
“Whatever. I do hope you see her again, though.”
“Just to return her glasses.”
“Yeah, yeah. Keep telling yourself that.”
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That was the last time he mentioned you to someone, a week ago. And now you're standing here in front of him, not even fazed of his presence. Your eyes flung to him for a moment, but you immediately looked away like your eyes passed by a blank wall. He knew he'd meet you at some time after your last encounter after you revealed your relationship with Minu and coerced him to join Hummingbird, but now you're really here.
Just what on earth is happening?
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#livelaughlovenoah#MOTHERFUCKEROWENISHOT#vinny hong#jay jo#vinny hong x reader#windbreaker#jay jo x reader
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Taejun when I catch you Taejun
i am sobbing, crying, dying on the floor HELP—
they all need so much hugs and therapy i cant even
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bRINGGGGG OUT THE AISHA FICS
kjskakkskwkak SOON I PROMISE
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If y’all ever need pictures of animals tucked into bed please do not hesitate to hit my line I have a very small folder specifically for that
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yes babe the sex was great but i never finished talking about vampires so i think we need to get back to that
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“have you forgotten me?”
“no, never.”
“i pray someday you will.”
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I CANNPT W UR TAGS 😭😭😭😭OMFL–
LMAOOOOO SORRY ABT YHAT
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Would you ever write a ryohei x reader fanfic? I’ve been obsessed with him lately 😭 and I can barley find any fics for him
OMFL RYOHEI YES I AM PLANNING TO !!!!! THO i don't have fic ideas for him yet rn
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