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through the window (21 days) - lee chan
“waiting 21 days isnt so bad if itll always end like this.”
pairing ; lee chan x fem!reader
genre ; fluff but pretty cheesy fluff, strangers to lovers, neighbors to lovers, not a smau but twt profiles are showed
warnings ; swearing, floods, isolation, separation, chans flirty (thats a warning in itself), reader has zero relationship experience
wordcount ; 2.7k
synopsis ; after a long series of floods, youre finally able to meet the boy across the street who had caught your eye throughout the long few weeks.
note - chan isnt an idol but minnie/soyeon are
note 2 - idk what chan is looking at in that pic
read below the cut !
DECEMBER 8, 2023
winter, also known as flood season.
the town where you lived in was already at a low altitude, so the bridge built to cross over the river to the other side of the street always had submerged during this time of year.
the thing that sucked the most about all this, was you were pretty much rained in for however long it takes for the water to drain with absolutely no way out.
so naturally, you all had came prepared.
your roommates minnie and soyeon never minded all the rain as they hated going in to work at the crack of dawn, yet you however, loved what you did. tutoring a kids after school program wasnt half as bad as the average person might think.
but, of course seeing as they were all a bunch of middle school kids, they could be a handful. you decided to listen to your friends and use these next few weeks to relax.
or, what you thought relaxing was.
“come on y/n! dont you wanna make strawberry shortcake with us?” minnie yelled at you over soyeons loud music while you studied over the next lesson plan for your kids.
“maybe later- i really wanna get a head start on these lessons.”
“seriously y/n?” soyeon murmured in slight disgust, “i seriously doubt the first thing those kids want to be thinking about is what they’re gonna do with their math tutor after a free half month.”
you shrugged and took a sip of your coffee before typing in the highlighted notes from the handbook into your computer.
“come on. youre not spending our one free break of the year like this again!” soyeon exclaimed as she snatched the book out of your hands, then closing your laptop before putting them both away in the cabinet under the tv.
“you know i can just get that myself right?”
“no, because i won’t let you.” she replied, locking the door and putting the key in her pocket.
“come on! im passionate about what i do, i dont mind it at all!”
“me and minnie are passionate about writing songs too, but even we know when its good enough to take a break.”
“okay i know i don’t work half as hard as idols do but i still have bills to come by! besides, corporate management demands i have the next lesson plan finalized before the end of the week!”
“corporates a bitch, they gotta be more mindful of how they treat their employees. like how do you be top tutoring company in the country and you still cant manage your employees the way they deserve?” minnie shouted in frustration.
“and dont worry about bills for now, we got it.” soyeon whispered to you.
“minnie- you realize cube is the same way to you guys right? and you work way harder then i do despite not getting the income you deserve.”
“yeah but we manage. we have a contract anyway. i know we’re passionate about what we do but we most certainly are not passionate about who we work for.” soyeon replied for minnie as she couldn’t hear over the sound of the blender (why was she using a blender again?)
you sigh soaking in how much pressure your friends are under at work, realizing you don’t even have it half as bad despite having a pretty shitty boss.
“how bout you find someone worth crossing an ocean for? itll be half as fun for us as itd be for you, since it’s in our contract we aren’t allowed to date.” minnie spoke after the whirring of the kitchen appliances died down.
“how.. we are entirely stranded until however long it takes for this stupid flood to drain.”
“do some stalking on insta. let’s find you like uh.. celebrity crush or ulzzang you can fan girl over or something.”
you scoffed in annoyance and slight disgust with your friends knowing you never really cared for any of that.
you decided to sit down at the bay window by the front door, scrolling through your phone before something outside caught your eye.
there you saw a guy across the way, sitting in his bay window just like you, he who seemingly just finished receiving a lecture from his friends.
you watched as he ran a hand through his fluffy dark brown hair, before he turned your way, your eyes locking.
immediately, it was part of your instinct to nervously turn away.
before slowly looking back, that is.
there you found the beautiful brown haired boy, still looking at you, with a golden smile.
your heart melted (but you thought you were having palpitations) when you saw him look at you so fondly.
what is this feeling?
you slowly raise a hand, and wave to him shyly.
he waved back, before forming a heart with his arms he held over his head.
you laughed quiet enough so your friends couldn’t hear you, but your facial expressions were bright enough so he could be aware he was able to make you laugh.
the boy laughed in response before he seemed to mouth something, but you weren’t the best at reading lips.
you tilted your head in confusion before he jokingly rolled his eyes, and saying it again, but slower.
“cu-tie.” you realized he said, or attempted to say.
“cu-tie?” you sounded out, making sure you understood right.
he nodded before pointing at you, his finger tapping against the glass, “cutie.”
he absolutely reveled in the way you smiled so brightly, the way your cheeks flushed pink and your eyes sparkled with excitement.
you didnt even realize how you were falling for his charms.
before you were even able to say anything back, his friend came up from behind him, attempting to drag him away, yet the guy was still persistent.
you watched how his friend started to get angry, so the guy rolled his eyes and stood up, walking away with his friend down the hall.
but not before waving back at you, blowing a kiss.
you got up from your seat before wrapping your arms around minnie, resting your head on her shoulder while you spared a small glance at whatever soyeon was watching in the living room.
“hmm? what do you need now my child?” she dramatically questioned, as she knew you only got clingy when you needed something.
“whos that guy that lives across the.. on the other side of the bridge? in that dark brown house with the black roof?”
“oh? house 133 right? thats seokmin, minghao, and.. what’s the other ones name? I always forget.. chan! yeah, chan.”
soyeon jumped up in surprise, pausing her show after hearing you pique your interest at a guy for the first time.
“why? you like one of them? which one? minghao? he was pretty well liked for a foreigner. he was in the same exchange program as minnie. ” she excitedly asked.
“w-what? no! i was just asking cause i saw one of them out there earlier.” you unconvincingly lied.
“oh she totally likes minghao.” “not even!”
“sweetheart, we aren’t as dumb as you think we are.” minnie pouted at you while she pulled away to put the cake in the oven.
you huffed in disbelief before going to take a bag of chips from the pantry, walking down to your room to finish the lesson plan. (on the laptop your boss lent you since soyeon took your personal one).
meanwhile, there you left chan, day dreaming about you all day long. he was so curious about you, yet he felt so stupid for crushing on some girl he’d never spoken to before.
not like he even could at this point, you were stuck in the middle of a flood, anyway.
“whats on your mind channie? you seem out of it.” seokmin asked while he blindly stirred the tteokbokki, turning to face the younger boy behind him, sitting at the kitchen island.
“its chan. whens he not out of it?” minghao chuckled, throwing a chip at his cheek, sliding to sit over at the stool next to him as he emerged from his bedroom.
“who lives in that white house on the other side of the bridge? isnt that where soyeon lives? we went to high school together.” chan half-mindedly queried, zoning out as he stared into the marble counters.
“yeah, why?” minghao responded.
“did she move out or something? there was another girl there and it wasnt soyeon or minnie.”
“oh, you mean y/n? she graduated a year before you or something, but at another school. we used to work at the same tea house before she left for that tutoring agency.”
“y/n? sounds vaguely familiar. i think i remember seungkwan mention her being in his class.”
“why are you mentioning her all of a sudden? you never cared for girls.” seokmin teased with a wide smile.
“oh come on. you know he’s quite the flirt.” minghao playfully cooed at chan, dramatically waving his hand back at seokmin.
“you two are insufferable.” he groaned, banging his head against the counter.
you found yourself up at night, scrolling through twitter before you decided to search for the guy you ‘met’ today. minghao, was it?
‘xu minghao’ was what you had entered into the search bar, clicking on the top result.
‘myunghoez’
‘huh.’ you thought to yourself. so it couldnt be him, but seokmin didnt seem to have an account as you searched for his name.
you looked up chans name next, thinking maybe,, that there could be a chance it’s him. his profile picture was technically him, but not, him. but in your defense, how could you tell who was who if chans profile picture was a baby picture?
though you knew youd never hear the end of it from her, you decided to ask soyeon.
“do you have a picture of chan?”
“yeah hold on. its just an old screenshot from an old tweet though.” she mumbled before pulling up her phone to show you.
‘wow.’ you thought to yourself, ‘so this really was the guy i met today.’
before soyeon could ask any questions, you quickly thanked her and ran back to your room before posting a small something in reference to what minnie had said to you earlier.
days, weeks, went by of you and chan interacting through the window despite never seeing each other up close, or ever hearing the others voice.
but despite being isolated from separately, you still had fallen for one another nonetheless.
you loved the way you would feel butterflies in your stomach whenever he made a heart with his hands for you, and he absolutely adored the way you in the end would just make a big sign telling him what you wanted to say when you gave up on trying to get him to read your lips.
of course the flood had its downside, i mean being stuck with the same 2 other people for almost a month definitely takes a toll on you, isolation definitely can get depressing with no way out.
but in the end, it had its upside as well. you were able to meet a great guy despite never technically talking face to face, having only lip reading to communicate (why didn’t you think of social media?). not to mention you were able to put more time into a forgotten passion after all of your energy being used up as a tutor.
marine animals.
you and chan had technically discussed the idea of possibly having a first date when you get out of here, yet you still hadn’t decided where you’d go or what you’d do seeing as you both were pretty passionate about different things.
chan had always loved the stars, you had always loved marine life. but, you decided you would finalize a date night once you both get to meet face to face.
DECEMBER 29
after a long 21 days of disappointment, spending christmas without your family, 3 going on 4 weeks of crazed loneliness, you finally woke up one morning to find the overflowing river, drained, and to its regular level.
you were able to see the bridge once more and though the wood might be rotting, you just couldnt wait to cross it.
you immediately ran down the hall, dressing however best you could, fixing your hair to be as best as it would go, being sure to brush your teeth and pop in a mint before running straight out the door. (and ignoring all of soyeons questions as well as minnies protests)
as you stepped out the front door, you saw chan just leaving his house looking as beautiful as ever.
you ran straight for the bridge, chan catching you before you could slip on a puddle before he picked you up into a big hug.
“you’re just as gorgeous up close as you were through a window.” he whispered as he pulled you close, his hand cradling the back of your head, pulling it to rest against his chest.
“and you’re still just as much of a flirt arent you?” you chuckled before slightly cringing at your attempt to reciprocate the excitement.
you were excited, believe me, just couldn’t express it as well as he could.
“i cant believe it took 21 days to finally be with you.”
“it was worth the wait wasnt it?”
“you’ll always be worth the wait.” chan mumbled against your skin as he pressed a soft kiss into your cheek.
“cant believe you’re real..” you mumbled, leaning further into his touch.
“cant believe i got someone like you to fall for someone like me.”
“chan you’re so cheesy.”
“only for you.” he replied with that stupid grin you grew to love so much.
the two of you later took the time to talk more about life, each other, finally exchange numbers, then eventually decide what you’d do for your first date night.
“see you tomorrow at 12?”
“tomorrow at 12.”
DECEMBER 30
you practically couldn’t sleep as you bubbled in excitement. you picked out a pretty black dress that went nicely with a random pair of white sneakers before heading out on your way while your roommates were out at work.
“lookin as pretty as always.” chan smiled while he opened his car door for you.
“still as handsome as ever arent you?” you jokingly rolled your eyes as he backed out the parking lot.
you two had many common interests, yet what you were most passionate about definitely was pretty parallel to one another.
chan loved the stars, you loved the sea. so, you decided to go to an aquarium (that also included solar system exhibits), grab some food from a cafe you found out you both loved, go for a late drive to the beach, watch the sunset, then stargaze.
call it cliche but it was perfect for you both.
chan wrapped an arm around you as you both stared into the night sky, all the stars displayed beautifully.
he would point at a random star and say it reminded him of you, because it stood out from the rest, distinct, but perfect in his eyes.
he was the sweetest guy ever, perfectly fitting the standard for what’s considered boyfriend material, almost unrealistic, even.
“youre a person worth crossing an ocean for.” you told him more then truthfully, bringing a hand up to softly stroke his cheek.
“out of all the stars in the sky, youre the only one id pick.” he cringed realizing how corny it was. “too cheesy?”
“just enough.” you reassured, before sealing both yours and his lips into a warm and comforting kiss. chan had never felt safer in another’s embrace.
“waiting 21 days isnt so bad if itll always end like this.”
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OOH! CAN I REQUEST A HINATA X MODEL!FEM!READER?
Like they’re dating since high school and how will the MSBY found out abt it???
Also they’re engaged 👀 like lmao I can already see the chaos when Hinata said so casually: “Oh! She’s my fiancé!” to his teammates 🤣😂
Hey!! I hope ur doing well and id love to do this!!
Also u guys seemed to rlly like this one so if u want more characters for an x model reader my requests are open!
Msby hinata x FEM! MODEL! Reader
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-so you guys started dating in ur second year of hs
-the first time he saw u he was already in shock bc u were SO GODDAMN STUNNING so he decided to approach u straight up
-you were in one of his classes so he knew when to do it...but the actual execution was the issue😀
-he planned to be super smooth (got some advice and pickup lines from tanaka and noya) but as soon as you looked up at him he was a mess
-like he got his words messed up he was thinking thatd hed introduce himself but he was distracted by your hotness which brings us to this:
-“hi! Im hot! NO! no…yOURE HOT! AH…NO THAT SOUNDS CREEPY I MESSED UP I WANTED TO SAY IM HINATA- UGH, UHM, anyways haha, I think my nose is bleeding hah! Wait nevermind its just sweat….WAIT EW NO… I MEAN I DONT SWEAT AT ALL! ITS A MEDICAL CONDITION!!!! BUT UHM..I…CAN I START OVER???” 💀
-HELP HES SO FLUSTERED BUT U THOUGHT HE WAS CUTE SO U LET HIM KEEP TRYING😭
-so once he got it the best he could he invited u to his practice and u agreed!
-and despite ur odd first encounter you two hit it off!
-he asked u to be his gf he had flowers and everything set up perfectly (AND THOUGHT HE WAS GONNA SHIT HIMSELF WITH FEAR LMAOO)
-but of course u agreed and you guys were ADORABLE💖
-LIKE HE LOVED THAT YOU LIKED HIM FOR WHO HE WAS AND HE WAS OBSESSED WITH SHOWING U OFF TO THE KARASUNO TEAM
-TANAKA AND NOYA WOULD BE HEAD OVER HEELS FOR U AT PRACTICE AND YOU WOULD JUST SAY “im dating shoyo already” AND HINATA WOULD HAVE THE BIGGEST SMILE ON HIS FACE (literally this: >:D “MHM! SHES ALL MINE”)
-but anyways he didnt know that u wanted to be a model, so when he first followed your instagram he actually came to u abt the idea.
-(the text messages)
Hinata:
BABE BABE BABE
You:
WHAT WHAT WHAT
Hinata:
[pic from insta]
Hinata:
YOU ARE SO BUTIFULLLL OMG
You:
AWW THANK YOU LOVE😩💖
You:
AND IT’S ‘BEAUTIFUL’ BTW😭
Hinata:
SHHHHHH U KNOW WHAT I MEANT
Hinata:
ANYWAYS
Hinata:
YOU ARE SO PRETTY BABY OH MY GOD
Hinata:
IM SO LUCKY
Hinata:
I JUST
Hinata:
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGDYTWFDYCWTFCY💕
Hinata:
YOU COULD BE A MODEL
You:
YOU REALLY THINK SO?
LIKE ACTUALLY?
Hinata:
YES ACTUALLY!
Hinata:
YOU CAN DO ANYTHING U WANT BABE!!! BUT ESPECIALLY MODELING UR SO GORGUS Y/N I LOVE U
You:
STOPP UR MAKING ME BLUSH SHOYO TYSM
You:
AND I LOVE U TOO<333
-SO THAT KINDA MADE U WANNA TRY MODELING GOING INTO COLLEGE
-AND YOU DID!!
-AND GUESS WHAT???
-YOU WERE INCREDIBLY SUCCESSFUL!!
-[i need to stop with the caps oml]
-but you became SUPER popular and hinata was ur biggest fan
-and we was always reposting and commenting anywhere he could
-hed comment things like “OH MY GOD😩” “PRETTY GIRL” “HAND IN MARRIAGE PLEASE🤭💍" “THIS IS MY GF RIGHT HERE!!”
-hes so in love
-and so are you
-which is why you guys got engaged very early on!
-as soon as he knew u were ready he popped the big question and asked for ur hand in marriage
-it was so cute and u guys are so happy together😩
-SO ANYWAYS hes playing for msby now as u are modeling
-and even though hes head over heels for u he can still be a lil bit of a dumbass sometimes
-like it genuinely just slipped his mind to ever bring u up to the team LMAO
-but one day lets say atsumu invited hinata, sakusa, and bokuto over after practice to hang out right
-when hinata went to the bathroom bokuto stumbled across your instagram page and was like “hey whos this? Shes really pretty” and obviously that had atsumus attention so he was looking at ur page as well
-they were going through when atsumu found an early post and was breezing through ur comments but bokuto suddenly stopped him and looked at the phone
-”is that hinata whos commenting all that stuff?”
-the two of them kept going through and started LAUGHING AT THE COMMENTS
-”OH MY GOD” “NO WAY SHOYO IS ABSOLUTELY WHIPPED FOR SOME RANDOM MODEL” “HES CLAIMING TO BE HER BF PFFFT” “NAHH HE IS DOWN BAD”
-they are both such dumbasses LMAO
-but hinata at this point came back and wanted to know whats up so they asked him why he was so obsessed with some model
-and this boy straight up was like “Oh! Im gonna be marrying her! Did I not tell u guys?”
-THEY THOUGHT HE WAS JOKING AND KEPT LAUGHING UNTIL SAKUSA FINALLY CHIPPED IN
-”guys, it doesnt seem like hes joking”
-THAT FINALLY GETS MF TWEEDLE DEE AND TWEEDLE DUM TO STFU
-ATSUMUS JUST LIKE “wait actually” AND HINATAS NOW ALL MAD
-”HEY! WHYS THAT SO HARD TO BELIEVE!?”
-but anyways they kind of believe him, but kinda dont, so hinata is gonna introduce u to them at his next game
-SO THE DAY OF THE GAME FINALLY COMES ALONG
-AND HINATA IS SO EXCITED
-msby won the game and they were all high on adrenaline
-you came running down and jumped into hinatas arms and was SO EXCITED FOR HIM
-YOU WERE KISSING ALL OVER HIS FACE AND TELLING HIM HOW PROUD OF HIM U WERE AS HE JUST HAD THE BIGGESTS GRIN ON HIS FACE
-BOKUTO AND ATSUMU WAS IN SHOCK.
-or let me clarify, EVERYONE WAS IN SHOCK
-Y/N L/N WAS DATING SHOYO HINATA
-REPORTERS WERE GOING CRAZY TAKING PICTURES AND VIDEOS
-AND ONCE THEY WERE POSTED EVERYONE ADORED U GUYS
-”i wish someone would love me the way y/n loves hinata😔” “THEYRE SO CUTE AWHH” “best couple”
-YOU GUYS ARE EVERYWHERE, BUT U HONESTLY DIDNT CARE
-U WERE JUST HAPPY TO HAVE EACH OTHER TBH
10/10 AGAIN, HINATAS A SIMP AND WILL SHOW U OFF ANY CHANCE HE GETS💖
#haikyuu#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu x you#haikyuu fluff#hq headcanons#hinata shoyo x reader#hinata x reader#hinata fluff#hinata shoyo x y/n#timeskip hinata
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these pics and videos spoilers im seeing is making me a bit sad as a jjpope shipper.... seeing jiara fans happy that rudy and madison are filming scenes between both makes jjpopes future look even worse. i was really hoping for s4 to be their season? pics of kiara and jj in same bedroom? i dont feel good at all for whats coming. how can the show ignore jjpope and their potential?
i feel the same anon. but I still have some hope because all we have got to see hasn't been very romantic looking in my eyes. and to the clip of Madison in bedroom next to a guy, that's JD, that's not Rudy. bc that video they screenshotted from was is on Madelyn's Instagram and I'm pretty sure it's JD based on the fact that he commented something on it that is visible on his body in the shot.
also, the fact that they zoomed in on a poster on a wall and then said "this is proof they live together" is just not holding up. bc (1) not just Kie can have this poster and just bc they used it in her room in s3 doesn't mean they didn't just use it to save money on new props (the surfshop of JB and Sarah has the same logo as the one we have already seen in s1&2 so unless they buy that thing, I'm just calling it cheap production and not wanting to create a new logo) (2) there was no confirmation whose house they are at in this clip, and (bc I'm that bitch) when you look out the window in the video, you can clearly see the marina. so they can't be at JJ's bc of the location of the house. I'm calling it and say their at Pope's or Kie has her own house.
on the other hand what still gives me hope, is that everything I have jiara shippers seen talking about (especially on twitter) has still no ground to stand on. tbh hey sound very delulu to me with all they are saying right now. I mean, I have seen more bts clips were Rudy and Madison don't seem as happy to be there, or aren't even in the shots together, than ones where they are.
I do have hope that the writers aren't that dumb and do what they did with KiePope and give us just a little and then let the characters realize that it's not working out.
I'm also super confused about Luke being there, and tbh I hate that they are doing it now bc they wanted to do that last season and then didn't bc bts leaks and jiara. but what I hate more is ppl going "omg luke is gonna throw JJ off Redfield Lighthouse!!" like why? why would they kill off the one character that keeps thousands if not millions of ppl interested in the show. bc if I'm totally honest, if they do kill him off I'm not gonna keep watching. same with Pope. if one of them dies, I'm done with this shitshow and it'll be fanon forever. (it already is bc canon is shit with holes)
ig my main issue with all that jiaras are doing isn't that they are shipping it, ship what you want, but the impact they get to have and the little media literacy they seem to have too. the homophobia and racism of it all
but then again, JJ is still wearing the bandana in the back right pocket. and I do hope for some good changes (for us) bc none of the official promo they gave us yet was in any instance showing anything about jiara. they gave them nothing. and maybe that's why jiaras sound so delulu to me right now, bc if how they say "this is jiara's season" was true, why wouldn't the short clips we got a few months ago have anything in them that gives jiaras genuine hope? no instead we got a group shot where the two are far apart, then the boys, and Sarah looking sad again. no jiara in sight. and maybe that's why I have hope, but that might also just be a marketing strategy idk.
they should let Kie cheat on him with a girl, that's what I wanna see. she should just fuck a girl and then come home and break up with JJ. that's what I want deep in my soul. bc just from the first intro we got into JJ (JB's pilot episode monologue) it's so damn obvious that they will never work, even if they weren't both raging homosexuals.
#rant#~ask#anti jiara#obx 4#obx4#obx4 bts#also anon I love talking to you if you wanna dm me I'm there#jjpope#lesbian kiara carrera
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INTRODUCTION POST AND RULES 🔥🔥🦾🦾🦾🦈🦈
More under the cut :P
Hello bitches, bros and non binary hoes 🦾🦾 The name’s Andrés or Diego. Call me whatever ya want, idc
So
I’m a Trans Guy, he / him and if you don’t know me a they / them it’s ok I don’t mind that much. NO SHE HER IMMA BEAT UR ASS
☆ neurodivergent
☆ Artist
☆ Art requests are open!! I draw anything but nsfw/kinks and proship stuff
☆ Writer (no fanfic here tho)
☆ don’t ask for pics you ain’t getting em
☆ if I use emojis, be aware that most of the time it’s ironic
☆ i LOVE spammers, spam likes, reblogs, whatever as much as you like :3 (if ya want to like no pressure)
BY THE WAY!!
☆ I usually don’t add tw (tho I dont post stuff with heavy themes often if I’m honest like I rarely do it) But if anything, be wary
So, I think imma make(try) a dni list but it’s just basic dni criteria, it’s ultimately useless cuz like I can’t force ya and im not your dad plus I’m too lazy to look through every blog that reblogs or likes
SHIT THAT GETS YA BLOCKED ‼️‼️
☆ Proshippers, Comshippers, anti-anti’s and profiction mfs
Why, you may ask? Horrible past experiences with these mofos and *other* bad experiences that ain’t really related to ‘em but remind me of so like if ur a proshipper just block me and move on I don’t want y’all around. Not rlly into the discourse and prolly never gonna post abt it but yeah
☆ On a similar note, I HATE LOL1C0NS AND SHOTAC0NS KYS…NOWW
☆ ON ANOTHER SIMILAR NOTE! even if I do hate proshippers, autoshippers/selfshippers are cool like hell yeah you go marry your blorbo 🔥🔥🔥
☆ Transphobes / TERFS
I think the whole ‘Im trans’ shit explains it well enough 💀
☆ Misandrists and radfems too like why you here 💀if you hate all men you hate me too
☆ Transmeds/Truscums/anti-MOGAI mfs get the hell out of here I hate you
(Imagine gatekeeping gender cuz someone doesn’t fit an stereotype thats stupid af 😭😭)
☆ zionists, racists, homophobes, antisemits (guess that’s how you say it???), conservatives, mofos who discriminate/hate minorities in general
☆ NSFW agere blogs (SFW agere it’s cool I don’t mind)
☆ pedos/MAPS I want you hanging on the STREET
☆ Paraphilics in general
☆ Misgendering kink blogs cuz WHY THE HELL ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME WITH YOUR NSFW BLOG¿ AND IM TRANS WTH¿¿
☆ kink blogs in general actually ☠️
☆ Pro-ANA or Pro-MIA mofos y’all please seek therapy
☆ swifties.
To be honest I don’t check the blogs of most people who reblog or like but- Ricky…Ricky when I catch you Ricky-
(I mostly notice when I get followed but- anyway 😻)
THIN ICE:
☆ Giomis shippers
Why? Cuz not all of them are proshippers but a vast majority is and giomis kinda weirds me out💀ik the age gap small but still it’s kinda….
☆ dsmp fans
As much as I enjoy the Fanart and maybe the roleplay was interesting I have like personal beef with the fanbase and creators
☆ Hannibal Fans
The franchise is fire but I also have beef with Hannibal fans cuz for some reason most of them proshippers
☆ MHA fans for the same reason as Hannibal fans
☆ Same with South Park
☆ Same goes for Homestuck fans
☆ ONE PIECE fans, y’all didn’t do anything wrong it’s just that I haven’t caught up with the show 😭😭
ANYWAY
Languages I speak:
☆ Spanish (mother language)
☆ English
☆ A tiny bit of Italian
FANDOMS IM IN (but I forget sometimes 😿)
☆ JJBA (what I post about mostly (going insane over this))
☆ Berserk
☆ Madoka Magica
☆ ikigusare (best virtual girl band ever fr fr)
☆ Gorillaz
☆ Good Omens
☆ Moral Orel
☆ Dorohedoro
☆ My Little Pony
☆ Sonic fandom
☆ Undertale / Deltarune
☆ Breaking Bad / Better Call Saul
☆ El Cuarteto De Nos
☆ Azumanga Dioh!
☆ Vocaloid
☆ Project Sekai
☆ D4DJ
☆ Food Fantasy
☆ FNAF (grrrr I love fnaf,,)
☆ Emo / Scene / Scemo (I just don’t have money for clothes nor the patience to make a blog only for that 😭😭)
☆ actually like another shit ton more but I can’t remember 😔
Socials:
☆ Reddit u/BayFuzzball7050 (old account, permanently banned)
☆ Reddit u/BayFuzzball404 (Current Account)
☆ ofc Tumblr
☆ Wattpad and AO3 but we ain’t talking about that 🤫🧏♂️
☆ @bayfuzzball7050-art is my art blog (reblogs from here)
☆ …
☆ also I might or might not have a questionable side art blog
☆ ALSO! recently opened a Pixiv :3
ALSO, IMPORTANT REGARDING MY SOCIALS
☆ I had beef with a transphobe in my old account and he has a Reddit account that is u/BayFuzzball7050_ but has a pfp of the trans wojak killing themselves. THATS NOT ME. Stay safe.
This is me btw
#I love these gifs so much#intro post#introduction#bleehhh#proshitters dni#jjba#dorohedoro#mlp#el cuarteto de nos#vocaloid#project sekai#sonic fandom#undertale#d4dj#fnaf#emo#scene#scemo#madoka magica#ikigusare
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WHAT AN AMAZING COLLECTION !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i love the dragons protecting the display
OOOOOOOUGH SHARKS TEETH YEAAAAAAAAA
Do you have any specific favorites? (& What about them said Pick Me to you? (i love rocks sm but have none space so i only have a lil bag of my own) )
YESS!!! THANK YUOU!!! and ofc i gotta have dragons B)
and HMMM OKAY lemme THInks
so *now* pick and buy gems at trinket stores whenver i go travelling and see any tha i just dont own yet (or if theres a piece that's really pretty to me that i DO have, but it's just unique and cool and i want it)
but back then id just..! buy whatever was Cool to me . id always buy so many at once my god
my favorites are defo my extra silly fancy lookin gems!! lemme show em here (older pics) (some are fancier bc i took them for my personal collection list google doc)
bismuth!!
these quartz! i was told they are some type of quartz! these are special to me because i got them a year ago during a school trip to germany - i only had a few euros on me and i ended up spending it all on gems. we checked out the christmas markets and there was an friendly old fellow who was selling gemstones and other things! he even had a cutter and could speak english. we chatted a bit and i listened to him talk about things (like how these lil fellas are formed. i know nothing about chemicals but i just think these things are interesting!!!! i actually get most my gems from giftshops near cave tours because i love visiting them and think it's interesting ^^
anyways he had a little box of various "rocks" that could possibly be geodes that he'd cut and see if they are! the price depended on their size. he said that i could guess with the weight and feel of the "rock" and let me pick from a few that could possible be ones. i said it didn't matter to me if it's gonna be hollow or not, since it's cool to me anyways!
so while my classmates waited and stared at me i just watched this guy cut it nicely in half like this - and he then even cut the smaller flatter piece of it, too. it was very nice! it's also where i bought the tooth, the bismuth, and some other things that i forgot as well... oops. i got a lot of gems
this shimmery pretty goldstone / aventurine glass ! wacky picture quality but i don't feel like getting new pics (+ im on pc now) (lie: i ended up getting new pics later)
. it's a man-made lil' mineral, but it's very lovely regardless! i honestly only care about the "realness" only i it's a scam of some sort. any rock, trinket, gem or mineral, man-made or not is very niceys to me. (i still want an opal tho i only got an opalite which was mislabeled. i dont think on purpose since these stores sometimes accidentally mislabel or misspell things. or use czech names which gets confusing. yeah i may have inaccurate names for some of my gems but i try my best to be accurate. im no pro im just a collector little beast)
some type of peacock ore! (either treated chalcopyrite or bornite, as i've previously written down. i'll trust my past self)
aura quartz! one of my first 3 pieces ive ever gotten that sparked my collection
all of these little fellas i bought at the same place for really cheap! filled my lil collection quite a bitso. i loves tghem. theyre like cereal To Me
in order: garnet, carnelian, emerald, tusquoise (why isnt this one in my list. oh my god how many gems did i miss. i still have a few to add that ill list on the list later that i need to re-check what gems they are. lord.) opalite, chalcedony, snowflake obsidian, obsidian (?), onyx. + not pictured an aquamarine which...? i cant find? im not checking if i put it behind a bigger gem and i cant FIND IT.
i really need to do a new and better gem list . oops. i cant always rely on my memory for these names
my EYES! in order: tiger's eye 2x, hawk's eye, bull's eye
my funny silly mosly multicolor fellas idk they fit the Vibes. i likes thgem (appreciae this secion i had to make sure and like re-identify half of these but i still could be incorrect)
in ORDER... lapis lazuli, sodalite 2x, elbaite (most likely), chrysocolla, rhodonite, blue apatite, amazonite, kyanite
dalmatian jasper and unakite
...some kinda jasper?
so ya!! thats some of my Rocks. this took a while bc i had to look what some of these are again @_@ i loaves them . todays guzma enrichment: this
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more (mostly romantic) eddie hc because this man never leaves my mind now
CW for having a kid and marrige if that bothers you, I think i made sure it stayed all gn though
-he would love to give you pretty flowers he saw on a tree or bush, even just nornal leafs and dandelions, as well as any cool rock or button skjdjdj
-if you do the same he will get so giddy and press them before glueing it to some paper and keep it in a shoe box with the other little things you gave him and theyre his most prized possessions hed say its a tie or right after his guitar but he's lying
-hes like that its a crystal nothing more meme but instead of a crystal its any neat little thing he found on the side of the road lmao
-him putting fruit stickers on you <3
-hed put it right in the middle of your forehead and say some shit like you cost 1.98 but are priceless to me like the sweet dork he is if you do the same to him he will stick them to the inside part of the lide in the show box too
-hhhhhnnnn him not being able to really buy you a big pretty bouquet of flowers so he picks a bunch of random ones he thinks look nice from peoples yards and those planters outside shops and gives them to you in a gas station cup
-he is kinda embarrassed once he gives them to you because he couldnt get you something fancy and is scared youll hate them but that all melts away when he sees how happy you are
-taking a couple polaroid pics of them so even when they eventually wilt and die you will both always have a physical memory :)
-he would also do that thing if you dont like the pickles on your burger or a specific flavour of skittle he will eat them even if he doesn't like them either instead of just like,,, neither of you eating them
-he doesn't do it becuase hes worried about wasting money or food or anything like that hes kinda stupid sometimes but its okay hes cute and means well <3
-hed do that shit where hed blow his nose and hand you the tissue or burp and blow it at you and say for you babe <3
-a menace
-if you draw or make him something he will cherish that shit until the day he dies, even if its just a random little doodle on a sticky note
-expanding on that, if you're an artist and draw his dnd character he would literally never recover im not even kidding it could look like shit and hed still show everyone, rub it into the guys faces that his s/o drew his character and only his
-if you did the hellfire symbol thing hed put it in the front pocket of the binder he uses to keep the papers and stuff in
-GOD HIM MAKING A LITTLE RING OUT OF THE TWIST TIE TO A LOAF OF BREAD AND GIVING IT TO YOU AND PROMISING HES GONNA GET YOU A REAL DIAMOND ONE SOME DAY
-matching jewlery with him <3 whether it be a necklace or bracelet or even ring, if he picks it out itd be one of those silly little kid ones but if it's t o o childish hed probs just have it on his key ring or hanging in his van though :/ gotta keep up that bad boy rocker look
-if you guys have a special song together he would wanna get some lyrics tattooed on him, that or as cheesy as it is your name/initials in your hand writing
-hed wanna get one with your name and the day you met/started dating/got married at first but it looked too much like a remembrance one for someone thats died so he scrapped that idea
-hed be over the moon ecstatic if you did the same or something for him but would understand if you didnt want to get a tattoo, they arent for everyone :)
-fucking you know that scene from the movie up where they put their hand prints on the mail box? he would do that shit on his van and any other vehicle he gets
-when you guys get a house or apt hed wanna do the same on the wall
-if you have a kid(s) someday hed like them to add their hand print too <3
-carving your names into trees and picnic tables all the time
-hed want you to kiss his guitar pick before any shows he plays for good luck, if he ever gets famous in any capacity hed say your kisses helped
-if you have hiccups he would scare you by yelling as loud as he can no matter where you are then say you're welcome :)
-why do i get the vibes he would be the kid at lunch that just d r i n k s ranch
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AN: i don't think giving gifts is his main love language so this might just be me projecting but i think hed also do these ksjdjd if anyone actually reads this and wants to share a hc pls feel free!! i love seeing content for this dude <3
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Heh… Hey
So…. Yesterday was the fourth of July? Well, despite being japanese.. I STILL CELEBRATED WITH A FEW DRANKSSSSSS!!!!!!!
So…. Late post… heh,
Ya see, The pic from LAST YEARS Fourth of July extravaganza popped up in my memories, AND IT MADE ME REMEMBER THE HOLIDAY EXISTED!!!!!!!!
Sighs…….. How I wish I could go back in time ……. In america, having american beers that would put japanese people into a coma.. with my three lovely uncles…….
LMAOOOO JUST KIDDING, IDK THESE GUYS!!!!! I guess they were biiig fans or something, cause these two gay guys [who kinda reminded me of me and my shmoopy] showed up and asked us if we knew how to grill!!! They said they would adopt whoever could!!! And, well, I wasn’t looking to be adopted, BUT I DID KNOW HOW TO GRILL!!!!! So.. I guess I do have two American dads now… except… well, neither of them are the president, but I guess I would be a good steve fill in… heh… maybe we can get a crazy:b cover…. Crazy:b12…. How about them apples?
ANYWAYS. ACK TO THE STORY!!!!!!!
You may be asking, “ermm… sex magnet rinne🤓 Why were you and your poopty booty in Americain the first place🤓🤓🤓🤓” and FISTE OF ALL!!!!!!!! Dont call My shubaby any petnames, it gets me supes jelly and you dont wanna see the beast come inside me. OKAY BUT!!! Me and babyababybabybabybabybabyabbaby were in america cause….. WE WERE COLLABING WITH MARKIPLIER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But…. I WANTED TO GO TO AN AMERICAN GAS STATION THAT WOULD SEND JAPANESE PPL INTO A COMA!!!!!!!! Shoopy came with me after a LOTTT of begging, he kept repeating something like “Yuck! Pa-tooey! Americans are dirty and disgusting, and their gas stations are nothing like in japan. Ill be set into a coma!!!!” Buttt……… he still went anyways! Probably cause our love is better that any coma induced gas station!!! LMAOOOO
Sighs… but sadly, America has NO FUCKING SUBTITLES!!????? So we got lost super easily…
And then these two guys picked us up!!!! After about an hour of grillin their dogs and crankin our hogs [heh.. and NOT the motorcycle kind..] Markiplier asked were we were!!!!!! WE HAD A SUPER COOL 5 SCARRY HORROR GAMES VIDEO TO SHOOT EITH HIM!!!!! My pookie wookie came in with the CLUTCH and sent him a pic of where we were.. and BOOM!!!!! MARKIEMOO WAS ABLE TO DOXX US AND SAVE US!!!!! I thought we were gonna get a stern talking to, like whenever I run off from my idol shit, but NO!!!!! MARK CAME WITH SOME ZAZAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND WE PARTIED AND CELEBRATED SOME KINDA AMERICAN…. THING!!!!!!! Whats even the fourth about? Like… the day america popped up from the sea? Idfk, and I guess we’ll NEVER KNOW!!!!!!!!
HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY TO EVERY AMERICAN!!!!!! AND A SPECIAL THANKS TO MY TWO ADOPTIVE DADS, AS WELL AS MARKIPLIER!!!!! IM SURE YOU’LL BE POSTING THAT COLLAB SOON!!!! Even though its been about a year….. and he blocked me whenever I asked about it……. BUT WHATEVES!!!!!! KYAHAHAHAHAHAAA~!!!!!!!!!!!
- 🎲 MOD RINNAYYYYY
#shu itsuki#shurinne#rinne amagi#shurinnenation4ever#enstars#shu x rinne#ensemble stars#rinneshu#markiplier#markimoo#supermega#a matter of life and death#4th of july#4th wall break#may the 4th be with you#happy 4th#happy happy birthday this day is just for you happy happy birthday i hope you have to poo#america#amen#2nd amendment#boysxboys#mayoi ayase#mika kagehira#mademoiselle#beerislife#beerlover#budweiser#bud light#happy pride 🌈#pride
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Hello mama tacos, idk if youre actually gonna get this but, i have an issue that has been plaguing me for a while, and i was hoping you could give me an opinion (that is unbiased bc all of my friends are dead set on an answer just bc they dont like a certian person in this sitch (boy #2)) pls help me with making a decision. Some background info: boy #2 is a boy i used to talk to that none of my friends or family like bc they think he is not good for me bc he asked to see my tatas a week into talking, and showed me his lil’ friend that same week, but i started talking to him again bc i seen that he posted a pic on insta with another girl and i got jelly, and boy #1 is my cousins best friend (that i both go to university) with and theyve been really good friends for a long time and my cousin asked me not to talk to him but ive had a crush on him on and off since i was 11 (im 19 now for context) and my best friend also has a crush on him. So i made out with boy #2 at a soccer game tonight and idk why. like i feel like i would have a better relationship with boy #1 because i genuinely dont think Boy #2 is mature enough to be in a monogamas relationship, and then what happens when he transfers universities? (we are both going to schools on dif sides of my country) hes fs going to cheat because im sure asf not going all the way to michigan just to fuck him. and then with Boy #1 i also dont know if he actually likes me or if he doesnt because he literally is too scared to talk to me, and i literally just recently found out that he doesnt hate me. but im scared of rejection and i feel like boy #2 is my only safe option even if its not what i really want, because i know what hes like and i know he likes me in some kind of way but i dont think hes mentally ready to be in the kind of relationship i want. and i feel like with boy #1 its just unsure, and i dont wanna put myself out there to him when theres a pretty good chance that im gonna embarass myself. and i really dont want to do that to myself. especially because he is friends with the cousin im really close with and i dont wanna ruin that relationship between them because of a failed talking stage. and i also dont wanna ruin my relationship with my best friend just because of a boy, and i feel like thats influencing my decision a lot rn too. like i fr dont know what to do, because i do like boy #1 , and i know my best friend does too, and that thought is really just stressing me tf out. but i also like boy #2 but idk if i like him in the way a relationship should be built off of or if its based on jealousy because i initally realized i liked him still when i seen him post another girl. but i also have this feeling in the back of my mind that i shouldnt be with him not just for the sake of my mental health and everything i would be putting myself through by dating boy #2, but i dont wanna risk the relationship with my family over it too. What should i do? Pls provide some insight, tysm, also i love your writing mlbrry, ceorry, and gangrry own my whole heart (also im gonna give you a lil emoji identifier bc ive seen other people do it so why not, peace out home slice ❤
-🥖 baguette anon
Hi baby! I feel like you already answered it for yourself. If you’re having some many doubts about boy #2 and you guys aren’t even dating - then that’s a big red flags, those concerns don’t magically disappear once you start dating. I also think it’s important to not be jaded when your friends and family are telling you that they don’t like boy #2. Your family and friends aren’t doing it because of anything other than caring about your well-being and if that many people don’t think he’s good for you then I think it’s important to consider their opinions. Even though the saying is overused, there’s plenty of fish in the sea. You don’t only have two options. No boy is worth losing your mental health or family support. NO BOY. I PROMISE YOU THAT. If you feel like you’re willing to risk your mental health for the sake of some boy you’re not even sure about - I think that might be a sign that you need to take a step back from wanting to date and explore what’s going on with you. Figure yourself out a bit because nothing and no one is worth your mental health. When it comes to boy #1, your cousin asked you not to talk to him - is that end all be all - no. At the same time, you’re risking a relationship with your cousin over a boy. Do not EVER risk losing your natural supports to date someone. It’s much easier to find a new relationship/boyfriend than to rebuild already existing family relationships.
Hope this helped, here’s some therapist advice for you (this is what I would tell a client)
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ok ace route end thoughts. incredibly messy post i put together a lot of it last night, half-asleep, and im trying to just. do my best with that lol
they invented queerbaiting for m/f couples
she was just so recently scared of him, but goes on a camping trip anyway and does seem to have a decent time! caught in by his magnetic pull, huh...
we arent going to OUTER space but we are going to MEDIUM space. which is great!
THE JOKER??!?!?!? THERE WAS A CLOWN MAN??!?!?!?
it was a gourcus...
really id seen the cg before but still!!! i was so shocked to see him!!!
-oh okay. id dropped the pics and copypasted twitter comments over last night when i was too tired, so this is gonna be out of order a little bit- i do nt rly want to reorder them.
-she MAKES HER CHOICE is the thing, and then joker shows up AFTER to mess around!
=i suspect that the nightmare and peter (putting a note here that peter talks to her a: in the circus and b: she says she feels like he’s trying to poke hole in her decision) that we saw were joker in disguise/projecting illusions or something. because itts ace’s route i assume he did his part himself but itd still be interesting even if it werent i guess?
BITING HER EAR LIKE CHOMP?? RIGHT ON THE LAWN OF HER FAKE MEMORY DREAM HOUSE??? WHERE THERES PROBABLY A FREAKY OTHERWORLD CORALINE LOOKING LORINA GHOST?!?
im horrifascinated with him literally invading her nostalgic memories (and the state she’s tied herself to embodying here in WL!) to like... rub himself all over it. defile the past. AND, showing up in the sunday afternoon peaceful garden times zone is like a fuckyou to peter too... like a cat pissing on a tree in another cat’s territory. theres two separate sex scenes in this ending (lmaooo) but i dont even really think of this one as like. particularly sexual (or i guess i should say erotic? sex is about power blah blah) so much as ace wanting to assert power over alice and peter and like. the ghost of lorina liddell i guess.
can you see this from heaven? if you could, would this even be the shape your heaven takes? well, in the end youre actually not here to say otherwise . so i will say it as if you’ve seen: haha lorina i am banging your sister
and i think on some level alice knows that lorina... isnt there to catch them in the act. that her objection to this isn’t “whats wrong with you, my sister could walk in on us any second!!!” but “i don’t want you to defile my perfect memories of this place, and of my perfect sister”.
-this is also like. i think one of the most explicit routes ive seen in terms of textual descriptions of things.
-OH YEAH the other one was really really fun hes like doing an edgy oohhh ur my ruin you will bring my doom roleplay and shes like. excuse me? i dont want to bring your doom. what are you talking about. and hes like aww yeah my girlfriend is going to kill me one day and shes like HUH????? shes literally just trying to have a nice time and he keeps ruining it with his bizarre dirty (?) fantasizing about her destroying him it’s really funny
-and it all even started bc she was talking to peter and ace got jealous. even tho if he LISTENED a bit he’s realize she was talking abt how she chose ace.
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-they probably had to up the stakes from friendship kissing by making ace a bites you bites you bites you bites you guy but it works for him
she says he can name most of the stars she points out, but thankfully never gives names so MY CITY NOW - i think they have a lot of constellations named after things from the hunting of the snark + jabberwocky.
(which in my even deeper MY CITY NOW headcanonings is where they adopted their game-and-roleholder system from. so it’s sort of a remnant of it and a remembrance out of respect).
-i always much prefer when it's made textually clear in the moment that she wants something she verbally denies! This one seems particularly clear, i wonder if its a matter of being written years later
-i can become happy in my own world, too. CAN YOU??? PERSON WHO VOWED TO NEVER BECOME HAPPY???
-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
-lmao he THREW HIS SWORD AT HER to trip her
-i think a lot of this was in the musical
-you gotta wonder why he isnt feeding her the game juice back if he wants her in such a state of stasis, yknow?
-Instead, having her firmly choose, but swearing he'll remind her of pain- my guess being it's to keep her from truly losing her outsideship?
its for jnkna reasons i assume, but even hearts era ace is clumsy enough to go about it in the most inconvenient way lmao...
also. i love how the conclusion she comes to after her little "im scared!!!!" detour is like... "well im just weirdly drawn to him. dont know why hes so magnetic. cant help loving him" BC ME TOO HONESTLY????
-THE MOST AUTHENTIC HES EVER BEEN....
-OH YEAH! AND SHE NEVER EVEN FOUND OUT ABOUT JULIUS!!!!!!
-SHE DOESNT KNOW HER BF’S SIDE JOB. OR THAT HE HAS A BEST FRIEND
#thoughtful honking#messy kinda post but watever#scene discussed with qrtypical consent problems. im more here to discuss other things about that scene so its not rly talked abt#in detail but just in case just in case.
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˖⁺｡˚⋆˙caught the l-o-v-e | OP81˖⁺｡˚⋆˙
pairing: oscar piastri x pop star y/n reader (she/her)
genre: social media au
warnings: some sexual innuendo from the song nonsense, but generally this is so fluffy & giggly literally jus y/n fans trying to guess who she's dating tehe
summary: in which your romance is a mystery to the fans who spin their own theories out of thin air
a/n: i jus chose sabrina coz the music fit best with the request imo linked below for context:)) i fr luv oscar he seems so shy & sweet
request!!!: Can I request something for Oscar where reader is a pop star and they’re super low key and everyone thinks she’s dating a different driver until she writes an explicit song and they’re caught making out and everyone is super surprised cause they didn’t know Oscar could pull
fc: sabrina carpenter
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user1 another one to add to my y/n is dating an f1 driver theory
user2 it's been at least a year nd we still dont know who y/n is dating 😭😭
oscarpiastri can i hear it first please
landonorris no mee
charles_leclerc i already heard it
yourusername blocking u all
gracieabrams record faster we're waiting!!!
yourusername 🫣it has to be the best for u
user3 she's one of us
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ynupdates due to overwhelming request, i am here to supply you with a post of everything we know about y/n's mysterious boyfriend! the most lowkey couple in the world, here's a list of things we know/have become widely assumed at least...:
he's an f1 driver (alleged but strongly hinted)
they have been dating for around a year (alleged)
he is a man (confirmed)
he is not american (alleged)
he has been at her shows & is very supportive (confirmed (by her))
they are the masters of soft launch pics at this point
i dont have anything else sorry idk why u guys wanted me to summarise i got nothing
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user4 it's lando norris
user5 no it's daniel ricciardo
user6 i think it might be charles leclerc
user7 u cant just name the entire grid until u get it right
user8 Y/N LIKED LOL
user9 she is definitely laughing at us
y/nupdates i am so tired y/n! free me
user10 tbh thanks for this even tho we know nothing
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y/nupdates lando norris if u dont stop cracking jokes and explain urself
yourusername omg this scared me so bad i thought u were exposing me
landonorris HAHAAAA my bad
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yourusername HAHAH HE'S GONNA THROW U OUT THE CAR WHEN HE SEES THIS
landonorris worth it for the chaos
y/nupdates IM DONE
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y/nupdates Y/N IF YOU DONT RELEASE IT DIRECTLY INTO MY INBOX
yourusername i fight with my team every single day to let me leak all my stuff to u
y/nupdates Y/N???
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yourusername my brand new single ‘nonsense’ is yours RIGHT NOW!!! if u get it u get it if u know u know 👀 this ones for the bad Bs love you all sm thank u for being so patient with me always & making me giggle on my darkest days
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user14 THERE'S NO WAY
oscarpiastri woww
landonorris great song or whatever
user15 stay away from her!!!
user16 ok but the orange heart on the soft launch pic
user17 OK WAIT
charles_leclerc no warning at all
yourusername i am so sorry
y/nupdates who is he y/n who is he
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user18 there is so much to unpack here
danielricciardo wish i never clicked play on this
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charles_leclerc as you should be
oscarpiastri yup
yourusername cant find my chill i musta lost ittt
landonorris no one in the paddock will ever look at u guys the same ever again
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user23 NO FR SHE LOOKS WORRIED
user24 omg the dress sooo stunning
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f1wagupdates mclaren driver oscar piastri was seen out last night in his hometown of melbourne, australia with ‘nonsense’ singer y/n y/l/n. y/l/n has been rumoured to have been dating an f1 driver for a while now, coming up to a whole year, and after rumours that she was dating fellow mclaren driver lando norris, it turns out it was actually piastri all along, following pics of them making out last night. thoughts on this discovery?
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user25 WHAT THE FUCK
user26 OSCAR?? PIASTRI??
user27 ur telling me OSCAR PIASTRI has game?
user28 i don't believe it
user29 there's hope for us all if oscar piastri can pull y/n y/l/n
y/nupdates so nonsense is about oscar piastri. Huh. this changes a lot
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yourusername he's good for my heart but he's bad for business
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two nights, one you
✩ jaemin x reader | fuckboy!jaemin | strangers (who f*ck) to (brief) enemies to lovers | 10.9k
SUMMARY ⇾ a last-minute one night stand gone awry is extended into two nights when you’re snowed in at the cute (but rude) stranger’s apartment on christmas eve. [loosely based on the movie, two night stand] // part of the x-mas in ncity collection
GENRES ⇾ crack | smut | fluff
WARNINGS ⇾ lots of bickering and dialogue, smut, oral s*x (f and m receiving), fingering, mentions of alcohol/drinking, swearing, bit of angst before the end, jaemin’s an asshole... or is he?
RATING ⇾ explicit
TAGLIST ⇾ @infnteen
AUTHOR’S NOTE ⇾ it’s late (and long fsldkm), srysry but here it is! i hope the humour comes out in this and look away if falls flat zzz fingers crossed that i can finish the last two installments for this collection asap!
⇾ gif created by me, please don’t repost or share without credit!
Maybe it’s because it’s the evening of Christmas Eve Eve and you’re feeling more lonely than usual.
Maybe it’s due to the two glasses of wine you guzzled down in the span of fifteen minutes that get you buzzed.
Maybe it’s your prominent six-month dry spell and you’re in desperate need for some much needed rain in your drought.
Or maybe it’s just pure impulsiveness.
Regardless of the reasons, you’re aiming to get laid tonight.
It’s 9:45pm as you make the rounds on Tinder. You’ve used it in the past, searching for a relationship in vain, but haven’t used it much since you broke up with your last partner. Bringing the app alive again, you’re already bombarded by distasteful messages, off-putting one-liners and jokes, and swiping left more than you’d like.
You haven’t had a one-night stand before, but isn’t there anyone on here that is just a little bit attractive, nearby where you are, around your age, and is somewhat chivalrous about the topic besides saying DTF? Maybe you need to lower your standards if you want to get dicked down tonight.
But then, you land on him.
One Na Jaemin, 20 years old, and only four miles away from you.
Scrolling through his profile pictures and Instagram feed, you assume that he’s into photography, is on the athletic side from the various hobbies he partakes in, and he must be at least half-aware of his beauty because there’s the occasional pic that shows off his lean, toned arms, which, if you can be frank, is more flattering than the shirtless ones you constantly see. Oh, and he attends the same university as you.
The cherry on top? His bio is simple and upfront:
“Not up for anything serious, but always down for a good time ;)”
You swipe right without hesitation.
“It’s a Match!” flashes instantly at you. Your mouth swings open in disbelief.
Usually, you’d wait for your matches to message you and play hard-to-get, but not tonight. Tonight, you’re initiating and leading all the conversations, completely driven by your thirst.
Messaging Jaemin is a breeze. He types with more than half a brain, and he flirts, but it isn’t overwhelming or repulsive. Segueing the current topic, you drag your bottom lip upward as you send the following message:
so, hypothetically...
if one were to have good time with you
would tonight work?
Not even twenty seconds later and he replies with:
-wow, dont you go straight to the point
-im impressed
-but yeah
-tonight works ;)
He’s quick to send his address.
-let me know when ur here and ill come get you out front!
Smacking your lips together, you squeal to yourself in the comfort of your home, excited to meet with him, but then a thought hangs over you—this feels a little too good to be true. Horrible scenarios run through your head, so your fingers dash across your phone’s keyboard:
tbh i haven’t really done this b4
so im kinda new to this
is it ok if we video call or smth?
gotta make sure you’re real and not a serial killer
i’m sure you understand 😛
-for sure for sure
-totally get it
-ive had my fair share of fake girls and serial killers so i feel u 😛
Grateful for his consideration, you rush to rearrange your hair after you send him a Zoom link, hoping you look decent enough to not have him back off from his initial offer. He appears in the video call on his phone with the front-facing camera on a few seconds after you connect.
“Hi,” you chirp.
A corner of his mouth lifts. “Hey.”
Okay, he’s definitely cuter in real-time than in his pictures.
“You know, I’m not gonna lie, but I lowkey expected to see a dick or something,” you joke in an attempt to dispel your nervousness.
“Same,” he chuckles, running a hand through his black hair.
Oh God, he’s not just cute—he’s devastatingly gorgeous.
“So, this is my place...”
Jaemin moves around with his apartment in the background, revealing his living room first. Envy prods you as you note the brick walls, high ceiling windows, and well-appointed furnishings.
Recalling his address, you ask, “How’d you get a place in the heart of the city?”
“Lucked out,” he shrugs. His phone shakes a bit as he’s still moving. “My friend slash roommate—who is at his girlfriend’s place tonight, so we have the place all to ourselves—his parents own the condo and they gave me a friend discount on the rent.”
He finally stands in one place and turns the light on to reveal a room. “And this is my bedroom.”
Nothing out of the ordinary. A desk table with a gaming set-up, in tow with a gamer chair, and a decently-sized bed beside a nightstand.
“Oh, and here’s my closet.” Jaemin’s on the move again as he opens his closet doors. “Just to make sure you don’t think I hide the skins of my past one-nighters in here.”
A bubbly laugh rises from you. “Okay, I didn’t think of that before, but now you’ve planted the seed in my head. Maybe you hide them in the other rooms.”
“Nah, my roommate would kill me if I did.”
Both of you laugh in unison, and you bob your head with puffed cheeks.
“Okay, it all seems very promising. I’m going to get ready and I’ll guess I’ll see you in a bit, Jaemin.”
“Sounds good,” Jaemin nods, then winks. Although you’re sitting down, he’s still able to get you weak in the knees. “See you soon.”
You end the call and rush to bundle up for the snow starting to come down outside. A twenty-minute train ride later, you’re at the front door of a rustic, industrial apartment complex. After informing Jaemin you’re outside, you glance up at the snowflakes falling from the dark pink-grey sky, anticipating for what comes next.
Sex with a hot guy, what can go wrong?
So, you must’ve jinxed it because the sex is...
Unsatisfying. Finished faster than you’d like it to be. Sadly, overall disappointing. If you had to rate it, three out of five stars, at best.
But hey, he came, and you sort of did, and it wasn’t the worst sex you’ve ever had. It half-quenched your dry spell.
And enough happened that it tired you out, leaving you passed out in the handsome stranger’s bed until morning.
In the morning, your eyes slowly flicker, unused to the foreign, sweet scent engulfing you in your bed. Correction: Jaemin’s bed.
Your eyes flicker faster as you glance through the almost wall-sized window. The snow hasn’t let up from last night. On the contrary, it seems like it’s snowing non-stop. You groan at the thought of going home in this weather.
The bed is without Jaemin’s presence as you reach for your phone on the nightstand. 10:36AM and a few notifications greet you. You rub your eyes and start combing through them, rising upward to sit up on the bed.
“Morning. You’re finally up.”
Peering up from your device, Jaemin’s standing by the door with folded arms. His plain sweater and sweatpants match the colour of his hair. The dazzling smile he gives is so contagious, you’re not even conscious of catching one too.
“Out you go.”
You blink.
Once, twice, and then you tilt your head as you stare blankly at him, uncertain if you heard him correctly.
After a few moments, because you’re not moving an inch, his smile dissipates and he cocks an eyebrow in expectancy. A serious expression rolls over his face.
Suddenly, Jaemin strolls to the side of the bed and hitches his thumb towards the door.
You definitely heard him right.
And he’s dead-serious.
You replay the video call from last night, dissecting how you thought he was nice and funny and—
Realization dawns on you.
Why would you expect anything more from a two-faced fuck boy?
Still awestruck by the situation, you’re still solid as a statue, so Jaemin takes matters into his own hands and grasps you by your elbow, casually dragging you from his bed like he’s taking out the trash.
“What the fuck?!” you screech.
“C’mon, let’s go. Out out.”
“My clothes, though!” you protest in the middle of the hallway. He sighs in frustration, scurries to the bedroom, and returns with a small pile in his arms, then continues to drag you to the front door.
“Are you always this pleasant with your guests the morning after?” you rage, putting on the rest of your clothes by the door. “You don’t even have the decency to offer me tea or coffee?”
“This was a one-night stand, not a bed and breakfast, sunshine,” he says as he watches you put your shoes on. He’s folding his arms again and leaning against the wall, his attitude dripping with smug. If he wasn’t a stranger, you’d punch it off his face. “You weren’t kidding when you said you were new to this, huh?”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!”
“It means you’re a borderline virgin who needs to toodle-loo, get going and gone because you’re overstaying your welcome as we speak.”
Finishing putting on your coat, you’re fuming as your jaw hangs at the personal jab over your skills in bed. Jaemin swings the door open and shoves you through it.
“But I’ll admit, it was still nice having sex with you!” he chimes with a sickening grin and a hand on the door.
“Aw, thanks asshole, wish I could say the same,” you sarcastically reply, resting a palm upon your chest.
He scoffs. “From what I heard last night, I think I can confidently say that you had a great time.”
Flashbacks replay in your mind of your screaming fest from underneath him. Little did Jaemin actually know—
“You know, for someone who I assume has many one-night stands,” you spit with squinted eyes. “I’m surprised you can’t tell when girls fake it.”
You must’ve hit a sore spot because he grinds his teeth and you could almost see the steam coming out of his ears.
Oh yeah, you’re definitely the winner in this fight.
“Okay, you know what, Merry Christmas and fuck you. Have a great life!”
“Fuck you, dickface. Wishing you a miserable Christmas!”
With a bitter smile, you flip him off as he slams the door in your face.
Carrying a basket filled with dirty clothes, Jaemin’s on the way down to the laundry room in the basement of his apartment with his shoulder scrunched up, squeezing his phone to his ear.
“Bro, she had the audacity to say that I didn’t make her come when she was screaming my God damn ear off—”
As he steps down the short flight of stairs and passes by the foyer area by the main entrance to the building, he notices you’re still here.
“Shit, uh, Jeno,” he mumbles. “I’m gonna have to call you back.”
He stuffs his phone into the pocket of his sweats and calls out to you as he strides closer. “Are you resorting to stalking me by my front door now?”
With crossed arms, you peer over your shoulder, eyes full of bitterness.
“Like I wanna be anywhere near you right now,” you grumble. You jerk your head towards the thick, wooden door. “It’s jammed from the snow.”
The laundry carrier shakes his head and places the basket onto the floor. “A little snow never hurt anyone. You’re probably just too weak.”
Stepping aside and holding out an arm, you signal for him to give it a try.
Jaemin twists the handle and, lo and behold, it doesn’t open. His forehead crinkles as he tries again and again, using more force each time.
Glancing through one of the partially frosted windows adjacent to the sides of the door, he notices the snow has piled enormously high, almost to the height of his chest.
“Well, shit.”
Reluctantly, Jaemin brings you back to his apartment. You’re technically his guest and if he left you in the foyer to freeze, trouble would surely come his way, whether it be in the form of his landlords (also known as his roommate’s parents) or the police.
Without a word, he settles a spoon in a bowl, a carton of milk, and a box of cereal onto the small kitchen table.
At first, you stare at it venomously in rejection, thinking you can easily last a day without any hand-outs from this son of a bitch, but your stomach roars ferociously three seconds later.
As you chew across from him, you enjoy the company of your phone over him, while he does the same but with a cup of coffee in hand.
After finishing your food, you adamantly place your phone down and lean back into the chair, boring holes into his head.
“Why are you such an asshole?” you seethe observantly.
“Why are you such a bitch?” he retorts, not pulling his gaze away from his phone.
“Because you started it,” you say slowly, stating the obvious.
“No, you.”
You sigh defeatedly at his childish behaviour. The weather apps predict the snow will (hopefully) die down by tomorrow morning, thus you’re officially stuck with him for the next twenty-four hours or so. Your hands rake through your hair.
“Whether we like it or not, the snow isn’t going away until tomorrow. Merry Christmas Eve to us, I guess.”
He’s still glued to his phone. You exhale another sigh.
“Since we’re not getting out of this until then, can we just...” You soften your voice. “Start over?”
His eyes are still on the screen, but from the way his shoulders tense and how he stops scrolling, you know he’s considering your proposition.
“At least call a stalemate over this.” You drift your hand in the air, gesturing between you and him.
Blowing out air and shaking his head, he rests his phone onto the table.
“Fine.”
He crosses his arms, imitating you, and the two of you sit there, staring at each other in a long silence.
One minute, to be exact.
You’re the one to break the silence game by running your hands over your face, letting out a hybrid of a groan and laugh.
“God, the fact that we had sex makes this kinda awkward, huh?”
Jaemin’s exterior melts slightly, letting out a snicker. He shrugs, “Then let’s just pretend that we didn’t have sex.”
“We can’t just pretend that we didn’t have sex,” you say, holding two upturned palms near your face.
“We did it, it’s done. I’ve seen your penis, you kicked me out, and you labelled me a prude—” You dart a finger towards him. “—which I am far from, by the way. All of those are pretty huge things.”
One of the corners of his mouth raises high. “Are you saying my penis is huge?”
“No, the implication of said penis is huge. Wipe that smirk off your face.”
He stretches an arm, holding an imaginary microphone to your face. “Do you deny that my penis is huge?”
Rolling your eyes, you swat his fist away. “What am I, on trial here?”
“Do you plead the fifth then?”
Annoyed, you roll your eyes again. Why do you get the feeling that you’re probably going to be doing this a lot more today? Another feeling tells you that if you don’t answer his question, he’ll probably pester you until you do.
You tilt your head side to side. “It’s... decently sized.”
“Bigger or smaller than average?”
“Perfect...” His eyes light up. “...ly average.” And a frown rolls over.
He squints his eyes accusingly at your sneer. “Are you lying like you did before about faking it?”
You scoff. “I wasn’t lying about faking it, and I’m not lying now about your average sized dick.”
Jaemin releases a disgruntled grumble and lifts his cup to his face. You notice he likes to take his coffee black and bitter, presumably like his heart.
“So, Miss I’m-Not-A-Prude-and-I’ve-Definitely-Had-Sex-Before.” His eyebrows perk up on the word definitely. “What’s your story? Why the last minute one-night stand?”
Shrugging your shoulders to your ears, you reply, “Haven’t had sex in a while.”
“When’s the last time you had sex?” he asks mid-sip.
“Half a year ago,” you respond nonchalantly, perching your chin into your palms.
Jaemin immediately chokes, almost spraying the coffee through his nose.
“Half a year?!” he gasps. It takes him a few hits to his chest to dispel the coughing. “Six months?!”
“Wow, you can count!” you exclaim in a condescending tone. You change the position of your hands so that your chin is now atop of the back of your curled fingers and tilt your head. “Can you also spell?”
“As a premed student, I can assure you that I am capable of doing both,” he says with a slight strain due to the coughing fit. The humble brag brings on another eye roll. Of course he’s a premed student with the attitude he wears.
“It’s just—” He clears his throat and swallows the last bit of coffee stuck in his windpipe. “—The last time I had a dry spell was for like, a month, tops.”
So the fuckboy gets laid way more on the daily than you expect. You’re torn between being envious over how much action he gets in comparison to you, or remorseful, since you’re now just one of the many notches on his bedpost.
No matter, sarcasm is always the best defence mechanism.
“Good for you, Jaemin. I’m sure you’re very proud of that.”
There’s an awkward beat. His head hangs for a moment while his thumbs stroke the sides of his cup. A strange pinch of guilt occurs. Did you overstep an unspoken line? But then he drags himself back to reality in a heartbeat.
Jaemin brings the cup to his mouth again, mumbling, “At least the sex on your part makes more sense now; you’re rusty as fuck.”
Completely aware of what he said, you trash your guilt entirely and narrow your eyes. “What did you just say?”
Following a long sip, he hums, “Mmm, nothing.” Soon after, he stands up with his cup.
“I’m gonna go game now. Feel free to watch Netflix on the TV and stay in the living room.”
As if you had anywhere else to go...
He begins to walk towards his room as you mutter under your breath, “I’m not a dog.”
“Says the bitch,” he pipes up, taking you by surprise.
“Thought we had a stalemate?!” you shout, leaning your head forward as you watch him entering his room.
“Doesn’t mean we’re on peaceful terms!” he sing-shouts.
The flinging of the closed door echoes throughout the apartment.
Regret surges through you. You just had to choose a fuckboy fluent in assholery and end up incidentally being isolated with him during a snow storm on Christmas Eve.
You wonder if you can handle being around him for the next twenty-four hours without killing him first.
During the afternoon, you’re on the living room couch, playing a show as mostly background noise while you’re on your phone. At one point, your phone unsurprisingly begins to die and you tread over to Jaemin’s door to ask for a charger and if you can also take a shower. He’s still annoyed by your existence, but at least he hands you a charger and lets you know where the extra towels are.
Stepping into the living room with the towel in your hand as you dry your hair off, you peer out the large living room window and see nothing but white engulfing the streets and buildings as far as the eye can see.
You pray the snow will eventually stop as soon as possible so you can head back home.
By the middle of the afternoon, Jaemin emerges from his bedroom and shocks you by plopping down on the opposite end of the living room couch from where you’re sitting.
“Bored?” you ask, eyes fixated on the TV screen.
“Nope,” he replies, popping the p as he says it. His slings his arm around the top of the couch.
“Gotta keep an eye on you in case you do something.” Turning away from the screen, he faces you and motions circles with his hand. “You’ve got a little crazy in you, I can feel it.”
You quickly glance over at him, but try to refocus on the TV. “Need I remind you that you’re the crazy one, dragging me out of the apartment right as I woke up.”
That compels him to turn his whole body towards you. “Well, you’re the one who wanted a last-minute one-night stand.”
You match his stance. “As if I’m the first girl in your bed to stay in the morning?”
“Actually, yeah.” He aggressively tilts his head to one side. “Most girls leave before I even get up. The other percentage don’t fight me when I ask for them to go, so it looks like you’re the odd one out.”
You press your lips together, refusing to admit that maybe he has a point, under the assumption that he’s telling the truth.
Jaemin twists his body back to the screen and adds, “I make it very clear on my profile that I don’t do morning afters, sweetheart.”
And you agree that his profile is clear about his intentions, but that doesn’t mean you can condone his shitty behaviour.
“Well, sorry that I expected just an ounce of respect instead of getting kicked to the curb after you stuck your dick in me,” you grumble, shifting back to the show and crossing your arms.
“Morning afters lead to attachments, and attachments lead to feelings, and feelings lead to relationships,” he says the string of words clinically, as if it’s a mantra that he lives by.
Your eyebrows knit together as you whip your head towards him once more, studying him.
“And what’s so wrong with that?”
Deliberately averting your gaze, Jaemin grates his tongue between his teeth, a slight tsk audibly heard, and his chin juts out. There’s definitely a story behind his ways. He huffs and changes the subject.
“Seriously?” He holds a hand out. “You’re watching this trashy show?”
Squinting your eyes at him, you could probably interrogate him further, but you decide otherwise.
“It may be trashy,” you concur, looking at the TV. “But it’s my trashy comfort show.”
Following an over-the-top acted out scene between the show’s main love interests, Jaemin shoots up from the couch.
“Yeah, no, I can’t handle this. Can we either put on something else or game or something?”
“Why don’t you go back to your room to game, Mr. I’m-Not-Bored?”
“Like I said, I gotta keep an eye on you,” he says while bending over in front of the TV, already setting up the Playstation. He tosses you a controller as he strides to his side of the couch again.
He mumbles to himself, “Need to make sure you don’t go crazy from the lack of human interaction.”
Either Jaemin is selfish and only looking out for himself, or he wants to make sure you’re not feeling lonely in a stranger’s home.
Likely the first reason, you deduce—because why would a guy like Jaemin care about a mere one-night stand?
Admittedly, you’re not the best at games, especially at fighting ones. You can comprehend the move lists, but you like to live by button smashing the controller and repeating moves over and over.
So it’s hilarious when you beat Jaemin every round with your surprisingly fruitful technique.
“Okay, this is bullshit,” Jaemin complains, sticking his tongue out in irritation. His ass is currently being handed to him on a plate again since you’re almost done killing his character off. “You must be lying to me; you have to be a pro player or some shit.”
Jaemin’s health bar is dangerously low as your character jabs his with a sword. He winces out loud and you snicker.
“Why do you think I always lie about everything?! Dude, you have serious trust issues,” you joke before you steal the opportunity to slice his character. One more hit and he’s done for.
“I do not! I just—nooo!”
You rise to your feet and pump your arms in the air, turning in circles in joy over yet another win.
Sulking, Jaemin eyes your little dance from his end on the couch, but as he watches you more, a feeling balloons in his chest. Something he hasn’t felt in a long time.
Finally coming down from your post-win high, you spot an emerging grin from the corner of your eye, making you pause.
“What?” you eye him suspiciously.
Your suspicion pops the sensation in his chest and, like a fish out of water, his eyes widen and his grin melts away.
“Nothing, uhm.” He ruffles his eyebrows and palms the back of his neck, quickly facing the TV. “Let’s go one more round and then we can switch to another game—”
Suddenly, the TV and surrounding lights switch off. Both of you waver your eyes, anticipating for them to come back on, but they unfortunately don’t.
Jaemin rushes over to the window. When he swivels his head towards you, his face darkens.
“Looks like it’s at least the whole block. The streetlights are out too.”
Without another word, he dashes to the linen closet and brings back several blankets. He calmly explains that there won’t be heat since it’s connected to the electricity, so it’d be best to keep warm with the extra layers.
Not wanting to scare you, he doesn’t add the fact that due to the huge windows in the apartment, more unnecessary cold air will come in, but you’re already cognizant of it from your own logic and since the remaining heat dissolves rapidly.
You groan and retreat into the massive blanket over your shoulders, turtling your head.
You can’t believe you’re going to fucking die in this asshole’s apartment on Christmas Eve.
On the ends of the couch in your makeshift blanket jackets, both of you attend to your phones for a while.
From what people and the news outlets are saying, it’s not just the block, but the whole city grid is out. You frantically text your friends, giving updates on how you are and half-jokingly telling them that you’re going to die with your dreadful one-night stand. Some time passes and Jaemin tosses his phone off to one side.
“Well, since there’s nothing else to do and we should probably conserve our phone batteries—” You glance up at him from your phone and pout. Slowly nodding in agreement, you toss it aside too. “—why don’t we play a game of ‘I’ll-Give-You-Pointers-on-How-to-be-Better-in-Bed’?”
A smile burgeons on his irritatingly handsome face and your eyes roll. At this point, you wonder if the reaction is conditioned into you. “It’ll be my early Christmas gift to you.”
“Wow, so thoughtful, how could I ever thank you?” You drag the blanket closer to your chest in false gratitude.
You think for a serious moment if you really want to go through with this. Hearing Jaemin run his mouth on you unwarranted is already painful, but to give him the go-ahead to do so? Especially criticizing your skills in bed?
You blow out a sigh, noting the slightly visible cloud. You’re grateful Jaemin has thick, downy blankets.
Well, if you’re going to die, may as well know what went wrong, right?
“Fine, but if we’re playing this game, we have to say everything honestly and take the criticism we get.” You point a stern finger. “No rebuttals, just acceptance.”
“Wait.” Jaemin crinkles his face in genuine confusion as his hand peeks out from his blanket.
“You have things to criticize about me in bed?”
Your lips tremble before you burst into laughter. Displeasure is on Jaemin’s tight-lipped face as you laugh for a while, almost keeling over in your blanket ball onto the hardwood floor. “How conceited are you, oh, my fucking God?”
He slices his hand through the air. “I’ve never had any complaints—”
“Because you’re too busy focusing on your own orgasm, you selfish dickwad,” you say as your laughter dies down.
He sits in his snit for a few more moments until he gets over it.
“Fine, fine,” he huffs. Jaemin knows he’s not going to enjoy this, but he’s the one who suggested it. He can’t back out now. “Let’s just get this over with, you go first.”
With your blanket held by your chest, you hop off your end of the couch and shuffle over in front of him where he’s seated. Beaming, you begin.
“Let’s start with foreplay.” Jaemin’s eyes light up with confidence, thinking he’s at least decent with that. You crush his expression as your lips purse and you shake your head.
“Non-existent.”
“What do you mean?! I kissed you as you took off your clothes.”
You stick your free hand out from your blanket, extending your index finger.
“One: you only kissed my lips. You know, there are other parts of me to kiss, like, I don’t know, my neck, my arms, my shoulders.”
You extend another finger. “And, two: it’s weird to not help someone take off their clothes. Like you’re in a super rush to get somewhere or something—”
“We’re fucking!” he cuts in sharply. “This is a one-night stand, not a relationship.”
Closing your eyes and dropping your head, you pinch the bridge of your nose. You sigh in exaggeration.
“Thought we agreed no rebuttals...” you softly sing-say.
Jaemin’s head sinks a little into his blanket. “Sorry.”
Removing your hand, you shrug. “Maybe there’s some rule that I don’t know about one-night stands, so this could be on me.”
You start to aimlessly tread back and forth in front of him, dragging the blanket along too. “But fuck, foreplay is foreplay for a reason. You work your way up to the heat of the moment and it makes sex much better, regardless if you’re in a relationship with the person or not.”
“Next point.” You stop walking and direct your focus on him. Pointing your finger and looking him dead in the eye, you ask, “Do you know what a vagina is?”
He snorts with a simper. “Uhhh, is this a rhetorical question?”
“No, I’m legit asking,” you say with a raised eyebrow and snarky smile. “Because when you went down on me, all you flicked your tongue at was the outside of it, also called the labia if you didn’t know.”
“I’m premed, of course I—”
“Which is great! But you didn’t go any deeper nor did you go near my clit.”
You thrust your finger again. “Do you also know what that is?”
“Yes...” he groans with the flickering eyelids.
You swipe your arm through the air. “Maybe make use of it, and not only when you go down on girls. Even during sex, touching it is great.”
“And lastly,” you continue. “I’ll be honest here, you have a decent dick.”
Jaemin waggles his finger. “So you were lying before—”
“I wasn’t lying,” you retort firmly. “But anyways, you’ve got the stuff, but why don’t you put it to better use?”
With the following words, you attempt to gesture with your body and execute moves as graphic visuals. Jaemin giggles at the sight.
“Vary the speeds and the angle, don’t just slam it in me and go crazy fast from the get-go. Build up to the climax. Jesus, I couldn’t even get close to coming because you’re like a jackhammer from start to finish.”
When you finally finish, Jaemin’s giggles morph into hollow laughs. Frustration is blatant on your face, pondering if he even absorbed a single word you said.
After he calms down, he asks, “Are you done?”
You mumble, “Yeah, I think so.”
The two of you switch places. He shuffles onto his feet with his blanket while you sit back on the couch.
Jaemin pulls the blanket across the floor as he ambles. “Okay, your head game is decent—”
“Excuse you, my head game is strong.”
“Uh-uh, rebuttal,” he points out.
You sigh. Pinching your fingers together, you drag the invisible zipper across your mouth, then wave your hand, allowing him to resume.
“Your head game is decent. You definitely can deepthroat, but—” He mirrors you from before and extends his index finger.
“One: this happened only a few times, but your teeth scraped against my dick, which is why I assumed you were a borderline virgin.”
You fume silently at the accusation, attempting to not speak up with a heap of rebuttals. But he wasn’t wrong—if you teethed on his dick, that’s a classic virgin move.
“But that’s okay, because we already established that you’re just rusty.” Jaemin flashes you a fake comforting smile as he continues to pace. You flash him one back.
“And two—” He holds another finger out. “Don’t be scared to use your hands and stroke me. Give my dick some love. If it’s too wet, just wipe your hands on the bed or something.”
“Okay, duly noted,” you hum. “Next.”
“Don’t be scared to touch me.”
“I touched you so much during—”
He shoots you a glare. You roll your mouth inward, your lips disappearing instantly.
“Your hands were mostly on the sheets, which is hot, but guys like to be felt up too.”
The attractive individual peers up for a second, thinking to himself. “Even hotter when a girl feels herself up during the fucking, but that’s beside the point. Baby steps, just remember to touch the other person.”
Jaemin does a full-stop and faces you.
“And just... don’t fake it.” Distress is evident in his pout. You hate to admit it, but it’s a little cute. He raises an arm and jerks it in the air. “Why do girls fake it?”
“Because guys with egos like you can’t handle criticism,” you reply bluntly.
“What are we doing, having this conversation, hm?”
“We wouldn’t be having this conversation if it didn’t snow in and keep us here together.” You peel a hand away and gesture to the window. “If I walked out of here this morning, you would’ve just fucked the next girl the same.”
He defends himself, “Faking it just feeds our egos.”
“Yeah, well, if I told you afterwards that I didn’t come, what would you do?”
“Try to make you come in other ways?”
Shaking your head, you scoff. “Guys like you aren’t that considerate.”
“You’re right.” He assents, holding his pointer finger against his chest. “Because guys like me aim to please.”
A brilliant thought leaps in his mind and Jaemin gasps. You can only assume bad things from the wicked smile he sends your way.
“Why don’t we try it again?”
Perplexed, you squint at him.
“Try what again...?”
“Sex,” he says enthusiastically.
You blankly stare at him.
“You’ve gotta be joking,” you deadpan.
“I mean, there’s nothing else to do and it’ll keep us warm.”
You continue to stare at him until you groan.
“Oh, my God...” Your blanket droops a bit off your shoulders as you drag your palms across your face. “I cannot believe I’m stuck in this snowstorm with you out of all people...”
Sitting next to you, Jaemin persistently reasons with you. “Think of it also as another learning experience for the future partners we’ll have.”
“Yeah, if we don’t die first!” you shriek.
“We’re not going to die,” Jaemin replies in a mocking tone and a dart of his tongue.
Outside the window, the snow seems to have slowed down, but not by much.
God, Jaemin better be fucking right because you want to live to see another day.
“Fine,” you mutter and match his gaze. “But we have to be vocal throughout the whole thing. Say whatever’s on our mind.”
“Fine,” he agrees to your terms. He produces the same wicked smile again. “But can we film it then? So we can study it after?”
You fire him a death glare that melts his face off, even in the frigid atmosphere.
“I’m joking, I’m joking,” he says, waving his hand.
They say that jokes are half-meant true, but you think Jaemin fully meant it. Still in your blanket jackets, Jaemin snags your free hand and leads you to his room.
“You gotta give me credit for trying, though.”
“No.” You shake your head with an unwilling smile creeping on the edge of your lips. On second thought, maybe the joke was a little funny, but you still stand by your opinion that he’s the most annoying person in the world. “I don’t think I will.”
“Thank God Chenle has so many scented candles...”
On the edge of Jaemin’s bed, huddled by the blanket, you watch him light up several large jars, placing them on his nightstand and desk in hopes to brighten the room. It’s already late afternoon, but one could mistaken it for nighttime with the muddy sky due to the snow.
“Is Chenle your roommate?”
“Yeah,” Jaemin answers with a slight shiver, igniting the last candle near the bedside. He removed his blanket when he went to nab the matches and candles. “His girlfriend gets free ones from work, so she always gives him a shit ton, even though he never uses them.”
With a glowing hue against his face, he blows out the match. He makes his way to you, a cocky grin plastered on him, as he says, “Guess we’re making use of them now, though.”
Before you can even respond, Jaemin gets right down to business—sitting beside you on the mattress, he palms your face and drags you in for a kiss. You softly yelp, but immediately reciprocate.
The cover falls off your body as you reach to touch him, fingers drifting over his solid arms.
You don’t want to stroke his large ego, and maybe it’s because you haven’t had anyone else on you in a while, but Jaemin’s kisses are something else.
The cushiony pair of lips always executes enough pressure against your mouth, increasing and decreasing on command in perfect tandem and timing. His hands hover over your waist and the nape of your neck, fingers sinking into your hot skin.
His mouth trails downward the side of your neck. You crane your head back, indulging in his caresses as soft moans trickle out.
He gently signals for you to recline back and lay onto the mattress, moving the sea of blankets aside. Inclined on his elbow, almost atop of you, his cool fingers glide under your top layers, his thumb stroking against your stomach.
Pulling away from your body, he tugs on the ends of your clothes. You rise from the bed to better the angle for him to discard of them.
The hairs on your skin are standing on end from the frigid air, but you’re too focused on Jaemin’s mouth migrating over your upper arm and your bra-covered chest to care. Without notice, he stuffs a cup of the bra to one side and takes your bosom into his mouth.
Air’s seized from your lungs and your core contracts from the pleasure. Your fingers tug on Jaemin’s luscious locks and his free hand squeezes your unoccupied breast.
After a few twirls of his tongue and a gentle drawing of his teeth on the pointed tip, he mumbles hotly into your chest while he thumbs your other nipple, “Foreplay still non-existent?”
“It’s better, I guess,” you sigh with fluttering eyes. His chuckling reverberates against your cleavage, a sign of amusement from your obstinacy. A gasp pierces the room as Jaemin repeats his actions onto the other breast.
He aids you in taking off the rest of your clothes and, obviously aware of your goosebumps and shuddering, tells you to get underneath the blankets while he strips himself.
Under the toasty ocean of layers, despite how both of you are bare-boned and how easy it is to jump into the main act, Jaemin purposefully continues to prolong the foreplay. Side by side, your lips meld endlessly; your legs and hands are intertwined in an amorous pretzel.
Jaemin ensures he doesn’t leave any part of you untouched—the pads of fingers virtually graze over every inch of your body. Each grip and drag of his digits sends you in a frenzy. Your chest is pressed into him and your eyes are blinded with desire.
In the back of your mind, you think about how you were right about foreplay working up to the heat of the moment—literally, because you’re dripping, he’s hard, and you two have embraced so much that you don’t need the blankets anymore.
On the other hand, you wonder if Jaemin was right about skipping foreplay, because with every whisper of each other’s name, the intimacy rises immensely. You don’t know him, and neither him with you, but you’re both freely drowning in one another in a plane beyond the lust.
Although the room’s beginning to smell of a mix of all the scented candles, Jaemin hones in and drinks in your sweet aroma and your entirety behind his hazy eyes and already tousled hair. All of a sudden, one drag of his fingers over a particular sensitive spot on your body makes you giggle.
“I’m ticklish over there.”
“You mean right—” He drums his fingers over the area again. “—here?”
With a toothy grin, he generates more suffering from you and you begin to lively howl. Soon enough, you beg him to stop.
“You’re such an asshat, c’mon, let me live!”
When he ceases, his head hangs over yours and your gazes connect.
The same feeling blooms in his chest from before in the living room.
He gulps as his eyes waver over your face, unknowingly tracing your beautiful features and etching them into his memory.
Your starry eyes. Your glowing aura. Your everything.
You barely register the change in his expression because he quickly tramples on his moment of weakness by kissing you passionately.
Jaemin whips the blankets aside as he lowers himself between your legs. Your eyes are fixated on him, matching his stare, until he starts to devour you by swiping against your lustrous folds. Your back bows, and, following a few more licks, Jaemin makes a point of his knowledge of the vagina by spreading your lips and ravishing your pussy, tongue penetrating deeply.
Rippled moans release in harmony with your undulating chest. You swear you’re getting more wet, too wet, likely making it overwhelming for Jaemin, but he’s eagerly lapping every drop up.
“How’s that?” he inquires with a grin, hovering over your trembling nether lips. His mouth is evidently glossy, even under the dim lighting.
“Good,” you pant in the most nonchalant tone you can muster up. “Very good-ahhh—”
Jaemin kindly interrupts you by tonguing your clit as he fingers your sex deeply, shattering your fake indifference.
“Move your tongue up more,” you direct, creasing your eyebrows in despair. He follows your direction, and droning moans ensue.
Jaemin’s immersed in your pleasure, but also adding to his own. The more he laps up your wetness, the more he grinds his length against the bed, aching to be inside of you.
Your desire pulses faster, contracting tighter against his fingers, body winding tensely by the second.
“Fuck, Jaemin,” you whine, leaning your head to one side with a parted mouth. “I’m close.”
He draws back and temporarily replaces his tongue with his thumb.
“Good,” he pants, cocking his head to one side. His eyes are filled with determination. “Because I’m not stopping until you come at least two more times tonight.”
You exhale a light laugh. “That’s ambiti-ohgodohgod—”
His tongue works wonders on your clit once more, so much that he has to brace your bucking hips.
Okay, maybe Jaemin did learn a thing or two and actually listened to what you said during your critique.
But now it’s time to demonstrate to him what you’ve learned.
You don’t need much of a break to catch your breath, nor do you want to immediately freeze due to inactivity, so you pull Jaemin in for an intense kiss, tongue dipping into the remnants of your own nectar, then beckon for him to take your former place on the bed.
Perched on the bottom of your feet, you’re on one side of Jaemin, lackadaisically fisting his prominence. After a few strokes, you gradually swallow his inches, keeping in mind to relax your jaw and to not rush in order to avoid any potential teething. You do this to prove yourself worthy of giving head, but also in spite, because you absolutely do not need Jaemin to brand you a virgin again.
You read his quiet groans and his long fingers running lazily through your hair as a positive sign and advance further.
Carefully, you rest your tongue beneath the underside of his cock and bob your head, licking him until he’s sopping with your saliva. His grip in your hair grows in strength as his length reaches the end of your throat, his groans becoming more and more drawn-out.
A needy whimper leaves him as you suddenly withdraw. Dribbles of your spit follow, and you wipe it off with the back of your hand.
“How am I doing?” you glow in a pant, lazily stroking the doused shaft.
He simply nods with half-lidded eyes, barely able to look at you. “Yeah.”
You snicker at him in his breathless position, a prickle of pride running through your spine over the fact that you blew his mind as much as you blew his dick.
“Use your words, Jaemin.”
Teasingly, your fingers curl around his blunt head, soothing the sensitive tip and sending jolts throughout him.
“Fuck—” he pulls his bottom lip upward. “Awesome. You’re doing awesome.”
“Anything to critique?”
“Mm-mm,” he shakes his head restlessly. You revel a bit more in having the upper hand on him a little while longer. You grip him tighter and hasten your speed, leaving him gasping for air.
“Am I still rusty?”
“Nope, nope,” he croaks, voice rising to a whine. “Definitely not rusty.”
“You sure?” His cockiness has transferred over to you.
“Yes, yes—fuck, slow down, please,” Jaemin begs.
Granting his wish, you abate your rhythm and free his inches from your touch.
You wipe your hands on the sides of the bed while Jaemin rummages through the drawer of his nightstand and hastily rolls over the rubber over himself before he prepares to enter the body beneath his.
Recalling your advice, Jaemin mindfully starts off slow. You sigh blissfully in sync to his thrusts. He adjust himself, attempting another angle, and you draw in air between your teeth.
“There, there—“
Jaemin’s quick-witted and keeps at it, plunging a bit more vigorously. Out of habit, your hands grasp onto the bedsheets, but you wittingly attach them to his frame. Hands grazing his neck, his firm pecs, and his taut muscles.
“Touch-touch my stomach,” he orders in a hush.
You hands follow through and feel up the flexed valley of his abs. Feeling up evolves into desperate gripping and even the slight dragging of your nails.
“Your abs are so fucking hot,” you state thoughtlessly, eyes eating up the view alongside his cock disappearing in and out of you. “Jesus, fuck.”
“Yeah?” he rasps with that devilish smirk of his. God, you want to smack it off him, but not right now—not when you’re reaching euphoria. “You’re not just saying that?”
Oh, you’ve definitely stroked his ego now, but there’s no turning back. Truth spills from you on a whim.
“You’re a fucking masterpiece,” you gasp acutely.
You’re starting to wither away, yet, as if they have a life of their own, your hands drift away from him and find a new home atop your breasts.
“You make me feel so good, Jaemin...”
Jaemin’s eyes go wide. His mouth hangs at the lewdness of you touching yourself.
“Fuck, holy shit.”
His gaze doesn’t leave your ecstatic face or humming body for a second as you knead your breasts and tweak your nipples between your fingers. Your back arches further when Jaemin deepens his sweet, fulfilling thrusts. He’s holding himself back, not wanting to end this beautiful deed just yet.
The stimulation bursts over your body, both from your own doing and Jaemin’s.
You plead, “Faster, please, faster.”
And he complies, but he also rubs your bundle of nerves, causing a tight knot in you to build up and your shallow moans transform into heavy screams. You clasp onto his back and claw at the protruding shoulder blades.
“I’m-I’m—”
You clench, both with your core and your nails digging into him, but Jaemin’s unrelenting, capturing your second peak for the evening.
Instead of coming after you, he shockingly veers lower and closer to you and curbs his pace.
“Was that real?”
You respond with an exhausted nod. Oddly, the smile he shows this time isn’t arrogant, but warm and teetering the line of tenderness. His lips fuse with yours before they stray towards your neck. The passion stews as he sucks your tits, all the while lunging laxly into you.
With an obscene pop!, Jaemin removes himself from your nubs.
“Ready for the last round?”
His fast thrusts, hitting you precisely in the best spot, cloud your already weakened logic, deterring you from making any response.
Perspiration is blatant on both individuals. For him, his forehead glistens gorgeously with his damp hair. For you, the back of your bent knees are gluing together. Your bodies are about to pass out, but you both persevere until the end.
As you convulse and perish together in beautiful agony, coincidentally enough, the bulbs in the room and in the streets leap to radiance.
Together, you collapse onto the bed side by side, panting heavily and laughing.
“Told you we weren’t going to die.”
You turn your head to see Jaemin looking at you with a cheeky grin. In retaliation, you stick your tongue out.
By nighttime, it’s finally stopped snowing outside. However, the streets won’t be cleared until morning, at the very least.
But... you’re surprisingly okay with that.
In a turn of events, the sex inexplicably makes the two of you warm up to each other. There still is targeted banter and tension between you, lingering from before, but it’s less hostile and more playful.
During a fancy Christmas Eve dinner of microwavable pizzas, you poke fun at each other’s majors and discuss your respective hobbies in depth, especially his love for photography. Jaemin even asks if he can take a picture of you, claiming that the kitchen lighting actually looks nice on someone for once.
“Is that how you collect the memory of your one-night stands? Instead of hanging their skins in your closet, you sweet-talk your way and keep all the photos of them?” you joke, referring to the video call from yesterday night. It feels like an eternity ago, but snowstorms tend to do that.
He chuckles behind the camera as he snaps a photo of you scrunching your face cutely.
“Yeah, but you’re the first one who has clothes on,” he says, glancing down at the photo on the camera roll.
“Ugh, gross,” you cringe and take a sip of tea.
Jaemin doesn’t add anything further. He leaves out the fact that he never keeps any traces of his one-night stands, that you’re the first girl he’s taken a picture of in a while.
After a few hours of more talking and even some gaming with one another, sleep is much needed. Jaemin offers an extra toothbrush and a sweater and pair of sweats to sleep in. You’re facing each other on his bed, noses almost touching.
“It’s been a while since I haven’t had sex with a girl before I slept next to them,” he whispers, adjusting himself comfortably. The side of his face rests on his piled hands. “It’s kinda nice.”
You cover your mouth as you yawn, then lay your hand back under your head, reflecting the same position as Jaemin.
“You know, it might be my sleepiness talking, but maybe you’re not the worst person in the world to be stuck with during a snowstorm.”
A lovely chuckle echoes in your ear. “I’m glad you’ve had a change of heart.”
After a few moments, your eyes are fluttering to a close until he softly calls out your name.
“Hm?” you stir awake, but not by much.
“Do you...?”
Jaemin doesn’t know what’s gotten to him, doesn’t quite understand why the defences he built for so long are crumbling down in only a day of knowing you.
And yet, something urges him to give it a chance.
Blowing out a shaky sigh, he anxiously intertwines his fingers with yours. You hum softly at the action and a small smile blooms on your face.
“Do you want to go on a date with me sometime?”
“Hm?” His question doesn’t take you aback as much as you would be if you were fully awake. But even in your drowsy state, you have quips in hand. “Jaemin, the notorious fuckboy and serial one-night stander, wants to go on a date?”
“Yeah,” he replies gently, brushing your loose hair out of your face.
Another yawn. “I thought you said you don’t want feelings and relationships and all that shit.”
His fingers trace your pretty jawline and shrugs. “One date doesn’t mean we’re going to be in a relationship, I’m sure you know that.”
You pause for a good two seconds, but the two seconds feel like forever for Jaemin.
“Mmm, fine. One date, just one.” You barely hold up your pointer finger. “And only because it’s Christmas tomorrow. ‘Tis the season to be giving...”
Relief washes over Jaemin in the form of a smile. Embracing the blatant feeling in his chest this time, he plants a light kiss on your nose and wishes you sweet dreams, even though you’ve already fallen soundly asleep.
Sunlight pours over your eyes on Christmas morning.
Déjà vu peculiarly creeps up on you, but the only thing that’s the same as yesterday is waking up in Jaemin’s bed.
He’s next to you this time, deep in his peaceful slumber, instead of waiting for you to leave by his doorframe. The snow has finally stopped, and you think you hear the faint noises of snow plows outside. You inhale deeply and also notice the faded aroma from all the scented candles from last night.
The scenes of yesterday flicker across your mind. The incredible sex. The talking. The dinner. The interlocking of his fingers with yours.
The date he asked you out on.
You stare at him, watching him sleep with a sense of content.
Turning your body, you routinely check your phone, which is charging beside his. You have a slew of Merry Christmas texts from several chats and a few private messages from your friends.
Your attention falls on Jaemin’s phone when it lights up with a notification, likely texts from his friends and family too.
But that’s not what you’re focusing on.
Your heart sinks at the sight of his lockscreen.
It’s a picture of him and a girl kissing.
A twinge emerges in your chest and twists harder and harder.
Jaemin being a fuckboy, you can respect. People can do whatever they want with their lives.
But to cheat?
That’s unforgivable, and a true sin if there ever was one.
You scramble to dash out of there, careful not to make any noises in fear of waking Jaemin up. However, Jaemin’s sensitive to the sounds of the front door, so he rouses awake. His eyes flit open, noticing how you’re gone. He then sees his phone blowing up and adds two and two together.
With his phone in hand, Jaemin rushes to get on a coat and stuffs his feet into his boots, not giving a shit that he’s wearing his thin pajamas in the coldness. He’s bounding down the flight of stairs and onto the bright, white wonderland of the streets.
He swivels his head and catches sight of you almost past down the block, slowly trekking through the thick snow. Jaemin sprints, as much as he can, and hops towards you.
He yells your name, making others on the street turn, but you don’t. You continue forward without looking back.
“Wait! I can explain!”
You’re trying to gain speed, but cardio isn’t your friend. Thankfully for Jaemin, it’s a close friend for him.
“I don’t wanna fucking hear it, Jaemin,” you grunt, hearing the rapid crunching of his shoes coming closer. “Get lost.”
“No, listen to me for a second.”
The boyish man grasps you by the arm and turns you around. You throw his arm away from you and he holds his hands in the air, letting you know that he respects your space. He drops his hands and sees that you’re seething, even worse than you were when he kicked you out yesterday.
“How are you going to explain your lockscreen with you kissing your fucking girlfriend?! Hm?”
“Ex,” he pants in clarification. “Ex-girlfriend.”
Your eyebrows mesh together in utter confusion.
“Okay? That doesn’t make me feel any better, knowing that you’re still hung up on your ex.”
Jaemin shakes his head and rakes a hand through his hair. You note the large clouds he exhales and how he’s barely wearing any clothes. A tinge of sympathy passes through you, wanting to give him some of your clothes for extra layers, but you smother that quickly in your state of rage.
“I’m not hung up on her. Remember you asked me yesterday why I don’t want girls to stay the next morning?”
You cock your head impatiently, as if saying, “Yeah.”
“Well, I don’t want to attach myself to girls. I can’t. I...”
He lowers his head to one side. Shutting his eyes, a long puff emits from his mouth.
“She cheated on me.”
The snow plows in the distance can’t compare to the pumping of your heart in your ears. All the feelings you felt in the last day, but especially in the last fifteen minutes, jumble together in your head, making you feel uneasy and unsure of what to exactly feel or comprehend of the situation.
But you do know one thing, despite the fact that you two barely know each other, the pained look on his face is real—that this is the untold story behind his ways.
Jaemin lifts his head and holds out his phone for emphasis. “The lockscreen serves as a constant reminder that dating and feelings will and can fuck me up.”
Carefully, he steps a little closer to you and slowly cups your face in his shaking hands. You don’t pull away nor is there the same anger from moments before, so he daintily runs his thumbs over your cheeks.
“Until you showed me yesterday that maybe I’m willing to give it all another shot. Risk it all for fuck knows what, but you make it look like it’s worth it.”
He continues his ramble after adjusting some of your hair from the ongoing breeze.
“Sure, it’s Christmas today, but I don’t want you to say yes to going on a date with me just because it is. I want you to say yes because maybe you like spending time with me just as much as I like to spend it with you.”
You’re completely disoriented—your eyes are shifting everywhere but his eyes and your lips are quivering with no words coming out. He sighs understandingly.
“Look, I know you’re probably having second thoughts and you don’t have to give me an answer right now. Think on it for as much time as you need, but I want you to know that I genuinely like you and I want to go on an actual date with you.”
He peels his hand away from your face and raises it into the air as if taking an oath.
“I, Na Jaemin, the notorious fuckboy and serial one-night stander, will devote to monogamy once again if it means I can date you.”
His hands grab yours, kisses the back of them, and then he presses one kiss onto your icy cheek prior to walking away.
“Merry Christmas,” he says with a sad smile. “You know where to find me if you change your mind.”
Later that evening at your large family’s Christmas party, you take another dreadful gulp of your wine.
It’s the happy holiday season, but why does everyone feel the need to stick their nose in your dating life? Well, really, a lack there of.
“Why are you still single?” Layers of their voices resound the same question in your head. You take another swig.
Potential unsaid answers that you kept to yourself fly around as you swish the drink in your glass.
Because you choose to be.
Okay, not really, but it’s the easiest answer.
Because you haven’t found the right guy to get you back in the game.
What does that even mean? What makes the right guy even right?
The right guy? It’s someone who makes you laugh, someone who gives as good as they can take it, someone who wants you just as much as you do.
The cogs move in your head as you take one more sip before you finally come to the conclusion—
Because you didn’t find the right guy until last night.
Despite the mess of today and yesterday morning, you realize that Jaemin is... actually sort of sweet. Annoying, yes, but he keeps you on your toes. It’s a plus that he’s easy on the eyes, but it’s a bigger plus that he’s even easier to talk to.
And if he can find it in his scorched heart to trust you, you can find it in your heart to trust him too.
You quickly say your good-byes to your family and let them know you have other plans with friends tonight.
As the Uber rolls up to his apartment building, you realize you probably should’ve messaged him on Tinder, but it’s worth a shot to see if he’s home. Anyways, impulsiveness is a controlling entity, as evident from your Christmas Eve Eve’s adventure.
And in retrospect, perhaps Jaemin was the perfect pick of the crop after all.
Someone’s entering the building and lets you in behind them. You take the stairs two at a time and hear booming music coming from his floor. At first, you assume it’s from other apartments, but it’s all coming from one—his.
Without a thought, your knuckle taps the door.
A handsome figure that’s definitely not Jaemin opens the door. Behind him, you see a group of young men scattered around the living room, and some have a few girls tucked under their arms.
The man eyes you up and down with a spark in his eye. He’s not Jaemin, but he surely reminds you of him.
“And who might you be?” he asks.
“Who’s at the door, Jeno?” An unknown male voice hollers in a high pitch from the couch. He’s one of the guys with a girl attached to him.
You blink. “Uhm, I’m—”
“She’s with me!” Jaemin shoves the flirty stranger aside and tugs you by your wrist, making headway to his bedroom. He flips the light switch on and the door clicks shut.
“What are you doing h—”
You cut him off with a kiss.
An innocent one, at first, with hints of alcohol on each other’s lips. Your arms wrap around the other and the passion increases with the mingling of your tongues, each party tasting and confirming the specific drinks you both consumed tonight.
Jaemin forces himself to pull away and presses his forehead against yours. “Did you just come all the way here to kiss me, or...?”
“Maybe I came over to ask... if I can stay with you for another night?” you playfully ask, fingers intertwining behind the nape of his neck.
He chuckles heartily. His fingers sink into the sides of your waist. “Is my dick that great? The sex with me that amazing?”
“Mmm, that’s definitely a benefit,” you agree, fluttering your nose against his. “But I want more than that—“ You poke a finger to his chest. “—I want the man behind the dick.”
Your gazes converge, bringing you together as one.
“I want to go on that date with you. I want you, Jaemin.”
He flashes a megawatt smile that could compete with a million Christmas lights, but it fades suddenly and you’re unsure why he seems like he’s about to bawl his eyes out.
“That’s so beautiful, I might cry.” He brings a finger to his eye, pretending to shed a tear.
Oh, yeah—you’re definitely going to need to hire someone to constantly shove your eyeballs back into your sockets if you’re going to date Jaemin.
“Oh, shut up,” you whisper, yanking him in for another kiss.
Three dates later, including a memorable New Year’s Eve, you finally decide to rid of the Tinder app for good.
With his arm around you on his living room couch, Jaemin glances over your shoulder.
“Really? You’re finally deleting your Tinder?”
You snort in disbelief. “That’s gold, coming from the King of Tinder himself. When did you delete?”
He turns to face the television and shrugs coolly.
“Maybe I didn’t.”
“Wouldn’t put it past you,” you nod, eyes still on your phone.
“Nah, I’m kidding, I did.”
You sharply turn your head.
“No way. When?” you press with narrow eyes.
A shy smile emerges on Jaemin’s face as he picks his pants over his thighs.
“On the night of Christmas Eve, after you agreed to go on a date with me.”
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Bachelor’s Button pt 2 | h.hyunjin
Pairing: art club president aka soulmate!hyunjin x photography club vice president aka soulmate!y/n
Genre: fluff, soulmate!au
Rating: PG
Warning: none
Word Count: 3.8k
Author’s note: this is the part 2! hopefully the story make sense haha i was worried if im overthinking… and i dont know why my story is getting longer as i have many ideas so im trying to make it flow! ><
Part 1! | Flower series navi🌷 | Masterlist 🦋
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Later that night
Kakao: one message from 현🦋
who the hell is hyun?
You clicked open the application to see a message coming from an unfamiliar number. As you read the message, then you realise it is your partner for the collab who approached you.
“Hi y/n, i am Hyunjin, nice to meet you!” The text messaged shown. Maybe it is a girl’s habit, you added his contact first and roam around his profile pic. You thought you could see his face but all you saw was a drawing of a blue bachelor’s button, with his watermark below.
He must be very artistic, you praised internally.
“Hi, im y/n, nice to meet you too ~” you replied.
“Actually… before we start discussing, i want to apologise if i surprised or shocked you 1 week back, when i asked for your name… if you can still remember… i didn’t mean to appear rude or offensive, but i was just really curious about you, im sorry TT,” subsequently he sent 2 stickers to show his apology.
Initially when you read the message you were shock that how on earth did you got paired up with him but the initial bad impression did change for the better, slightly.
At least he apologised right?
“Ahh, its you, oh it’s okay haha, i felt abit uncomfy initially but thanks for letting me know, we are all good now?” You decided to forgo that incident as, you do not want to make any predetermined judgements before knowing one, as it may not turn out as what you thought. Furthermore you both will be working on this collab for 3 months, you wouldn’t want to build a bad rapport with him.
“Yes all good now! It’s 10pm, im sorry did i disturb you?” He replied courteously.
Add value to good impression.
“Nope, i just finish showering haha still got sometime before turning to bed.” You simply typed into the text box and wipe your hair with the towel covering your hair.
“Ohhh, okay! was thinking that maybe we should chit chat abit and get to know each other more first, before we proceed with the collab? would be nice if we can be friends :D”
Well, i guess making friends isn’t that bad right? Since i don’t have many guy friends as well…
“Yeap sure! *nodding sticker*” you replied.
Eventually you both chatted for 2 hours straight and you managed to know him more, and you realised he is definitely not as bad as you thought initially. He is very courteous in his replies and definitely not like those ‘popular’ guys who always try to flirt with every girls they see or trying to use pick up lines. Hyunjin is someone who is very down to earth and humble even though he is talented - he dances, he sings, he raps, he draws, he take nice photos, you name it he has it. He also shared with you his art pieces and not gonna lie, his works are fabulous.
“It’s kinda late, and i think we should go to bed soon, btw, do you want to meet up soon to discuss on where what we can do for our collab?”
“Yea sure, where and when?”
“Hmm, maybe in 2 days time? i end school at 1, how about you?”
“Just nice, i end at 1 as well, then shall we meet at xxx cafe near the auditorium?”
“That would be great, alright sleep tight and goodnight y/n *sleep emoji*”
Still unsure why, when you see the last message popped infront of your eyes, including that sticker, you felt your heart pounding harder than the usual heartbeat when you placed your hands over your heart area.
I only met him once? But why did he left such a deep impression in my mind?
—
2 days later
Somehow you ended your lesson slightly earlier and you slowly make your way to the cafe. Thankfully there wasn’t much crowd, so you are able to freely pick your favourite seat, which is by the window.
“I’ve ended early, what do you want to eat or drink? I can get it first!” you texted Hyunjin who is probably still in class until you heard a voice behind.
“How about what do you want to eat or drink?” you turned your head to see the owner of the husky voice walking towards you, flashing his iconic smile.
Thump, thump, thump, my heartbeat is getting faster again?
“Oh hi, thought you are still in class,” you awkwardly scratched your head as you realised you were staring at him for abit long.
He wore a plain white long sleeve shirt with a knitted cardigan over, with a black jeans and a beret hat covering parts of his hair, and most importantly a pair of black boots.
He is just a walking wardrobe and he look so good in that outfit.
“Nah, i ended early today as well, i was behind you,” he chuckled as he sits opposite you.
“Oh? Then why didn’t you call me?”
“I want to admire your backview,” he replied instantly while staring into your eyes. You coughed a little as you heard his response and diverted your attention away to hide your shyness, and landed on the menu that is above the counter.
“Shall we get drinks first?”
—
After around 1 hr of chatting with him, you both have decided to visit the botanic gardens to see if there are any flowers that attracted both of you. You both setted a date on this Saturday to visit them since it’s a free day.
“Hey, shall we go? i think it’s raining soon and i’ve got work later,” you looked out of the window to see the sky is darkening.
“Oh yes, where do you work at? I’ll send you there,” Hyunjin asked as he stood up from his seat after you sling your bag over your shoulders.
“3 stops from our school, im afraid it is inconvenient for you though,” you spoke as you both started to speed up to exit the building. Your school is insanely big and it takes around 10 min to reach the main entrance of it.
“Anything for you y/n, there is no such thing as inconvenience for you,” he answered so casually which makes your heart skip a beat again.
Was he always this good in his lines?
“Ahem, alright then- oh shit the rain is pouring,” before you can even reply in a complete sentence, rain just started pouring heavily on both of you as you both took shortcuts to cut across the school field instead of going round about the different buildings.
Hyunjin immediately took out his cardigan and place it on the top of your head, even though it is not waterproof but at least it serves some protection?
“Im fine without it since i can go home and change, but you got work y/n,” Hyunjin spoke softly into your ear and placed his hands over your shoulders as he pull you closer to his body. Just mere centimetres apart, you can hear his heart beat clearly.
His heart is beating so fast, you thought.
You both ran out of school and to the nearby bus station that is few metres down the road and you were half drenched. Looking at the one beside you, he is almost fully drenched already.
“y/n, you are half drenched already, i don’t think it would be feasible for you to go to work right now in this, you will be sick, do you want to go home and change up first? is there still enough time?” the latter looked at you with much concern in his eyes as he tried to wiped the rainwater off your hair with his cardigan while he himself is dripping wet from top to bottom.
You shy away your face as you saw the contour of his body, since he is wearing a plain white shirt. You cheeks are flushing as you saw the nearly visible abs through his shirt and you can’t help to admit that, his body proportions are so good, with the addition of his wet black hair.
“Oh, uh, yea i still got 45 mins before my shift starts, i guess i can go home and change first since it is near my workplace, erm, if you don’t mind, do you want to go my house and change up?” you asked sheepishly as you thought you sounded weird to ask a guy over to your house, when you both just got closer abit.
“Oh, will your family members..?” he asked carefully as he looked at your facial expressions.
“Ah, usually in the day my family members are not home, they are working, so not to worry,” you assured him as he heaved a sigh of relief.
“Okay, i didn’t want to freak your family members out haha, im a good boy,” he patted his shoulders twice as he chuckled at his own sentence which caused you to laugh as well.
How can a guy who is so attractive and alluring from the exterior is so cute on the interior?
—
“Ah, uhm hold on for abit, ill get my brother’s clothes for you, i think they suit,” you opened the door and guide Hyunjin into your house.
This is my soulmate’s house… he thought.
“Okay, thanks,” he nodded at your sentence while his eyes are still wondering around your house. He smiled like a fool when he saw your fetus pictures and not gonna lie, his love for you just escalated from the moment he met you till now. The unexplainable fond towards you makes him feel like a love sick boy and the more you both interact, the more he wants to claim you as his but he knows that, he want you to like him for him, not for the stupid tattoo that’s on his bottom right abdomen.
Yesterday he looked at himself in the mirror with his half body naked and realised the bachelor’s button on his skin has turned blue while burning abit when he touches it. His lips curled up as he caresses it. Ever since the day he knew you are his soulmate, he already told his group of guys about it and they were very supportive of his idea, which is to chase you first. He didn’t chase you because other than he wanted you to like him for who he is, but also because he has been eyeing you since the start of freshmen year, without knowing you are his soulmate then.
Hence, it validates the rumour that was spreaded that Hyunjin, as the Art club President, who has more than 100 members and almost 3/4 of them are made up of girls but he was not attracted to anyone at all, not even giving chances for them. The side of Hyunjin that you always sees is only shown to you. What you didn’t see was how he always put up a resting bitch face infront of people, especially girls who always come close to him and he did not hesitate to brush them off. All his friends said that he don’t look like the loyal kind of guy but well, he is the rare one then.
“Here you go!” you passed him a clean set of outfit - a hoodie and a trackpants. You sweared that you were searching for the past 15 min for some decent clothes from your brother’s wardrobe and finally found this set that you thought would suit him, at least. Before you can even react, the guy infront of you already took out his soaked top. You were flustering when you saw his upper body and you don’t know where to see so you were practically staring at his body.
The awfully familiar print on his bottom right abdomen catches your attention. It looks exactly the same as yours on your left collarbone and you were in shock. But what is different is, his print has already turned blue.
“Oh, uhm, i, didn’t meant to see like you know, but, uhm, you met yours already?” you silently cursed at yourself for stuttering so much infront of him as he looked at you pointing at his print.
“Oh this? Ya i met her already,” his lips curled up as he touched the print on his body, which makes him extraordinary sexy.
When you heard the response, you felt your heart dropped. God’s knows why you felt like that but you just felt upset.
He’s taken… you told yourself.
“Oh…, uh i’ll go shower first, you can use the first bathroom to shower as well, i don’t want to leave you sick too,” you changed the topic and turned to your heels and walked into your parent’s room that has a toilet. You noticed your tone also dropped when you finished your last sentence, ignoring the latter behind you who was dumbfounded.
Is she… jealous? He mumbled to himself.
—
After all the hassling, you managed to get to work on time with Hyunjin sending you till the doorstep, causing all your colleagues inside the shop looking in awe.
“Thanks for today and sending me here, get home soon and drink more warm stuff,” you waved at the latter, while still feeling abit down from what he said when he was in your house.
“Yeap i will, take care too y/n, text me when you reached home later,” he ruffled your hair lightly and watched you enter the shop before he left.
It feels illegal now to fall for someone who is already taken, but you just can’t help it.
Throughout your work time, you were still engrossed in the conversation you both had earlier and you felt bothered by it. Ironically, he is just a friend that you know for only 1 week?
All your colleagues were bombarding you with questions and they were mostly asking if the dude that sent you here earlier is your boyfriend. Hah, how you wish that is true, but it isn’t.
Until your work has ended, you were contemplating if you should text Hyunjin. It feels wrong to do so as he already has a partner but you also want to do it.
Hyun🦋’s calling.
“Speaking of the devil,” you hissed at yourself and picked up the call after the third ring.
“Y/n, have you knocked off?” the person from the other side of the phone asked.
“Yeah, just ended, why did you call me?” you asked.
“I predicted that you will be hesitating to text me, so i called you,” he calmly replied with tinge of confidence in his answer.
Fuck, how did he even know what i am thinking about?
“Wow, how did you even guess it?” you walked towards a nearby bus stop to go back home while on the call with Hyunjin.
“Haha, i study psychology y/n, incase you did not know earlier,” the latter answered.
“Alright, you win then, is that all?” you sighed as you boarded the bus that has arrived on time.
“No, i miss your voice, even though it was just 5 hours apart.”
Again, Hyunjin, again, stop making my heartbeat like crazy when you already have your soulmate.
“Hyunjin, do you know what you are saying? You have a soulmate, and how can you say that?” you answered with an annoyed tone. You were pissed because you felt like being toyed by him and not forgetting to hate yourself for falling for all this despite you know the truth.
You allowed your head to rest against the window panel as you looked out of it. You were already starting to feel dizzy and headache due to the rain falling on you earlier and now Hyunjin is saying things that is making you getting more confused and frustrated.
Silence.
You have the strong urge to hang up the call instantly as you already sense your head pounding badly. Right before you press the red button, the latter replied which makes you paused in your action.
“Y/n, you pabo, why don’t you get my hint? I really don’t want to say this so soon but, im afraid if i don’t say it now i will really lose you, my soulmate is you y/n.”
Pang, you felt like a thunder just striked infront of you. You did suspect if Hyunjin was your soulmate but when you looked into the mirror earlier on, your print is still black and white, while his has already turned blue.
Why?
“Time to get off the bus y/n,” you heard the other end reminded you softly into your ears and you looked at the surrounding outside of the bus and you saw Hyunjin standing a distance from the bus stop.
You quickly take your bag and alight the bus before the bus driver close the door. You looked at him who is standing infront of you with an extremely puzzled face, with the phone still on your ears.
Speechless, confused, puzzled, surprised, shock, all sorts of emotions are flooding in your heart right now as you continued to stare at the unresistable guy.
You didn’t know how to process all the information right now. The guy, that you fell for, is your soulmate, and he was once a guy that you disliked, and now you both recognised one another as you felt your print burnt on your collarbone.
Subconciously you reached out to your collarbone and tried to suppress the burnt feeling but you ended up hissing in pain the moment your hands come in contact with the print. Fortunately it subsided after awhile and you turned to look at Hyunjin again, seeing him walking towards you.
“Why-“ before you could even finish your sentence, all you know was he crashed his lips against yours while tilting your chin up to meet his.
Most dumbfounded day. You tried to push him away but he ended up locking you in his embrace tighter by wrapping his hands around your waist and kissed you harder to prove his affection for you while trying not to hurt you.
Eventually, you gave in to him and responded the kiss. When he sensed that you are reciprocating, he deepened the kiss by letting his tongue further explore the inner walls of your mouth, gently sucking and licking on them. Passerbys were judging the both of you but you couldn’t care less but throw your hands around his neck, pulling him closer to you.
After awhile, you both pulled away from each other to catch some breath, while he did not forget to give you a one last kiss on your lips. You finally feel yourself coming back to earth and realised what have you done. You hide your face in between your palms as you leaned against Hyunjin’s chest, making him hug you tighter.
“Dude… we are in public, omg, if my parents saw it they will kill me,” you spoke in his chest, causing him to laugh at your cuteness while he soothed your back.
“It’s okay, im sure they will understand it, even if they don’t im willing to tank the responsibility,” he whispered into your ears and left a gentle kiss on your earlobe, resulting your cheeks to flush even more.
“Y/n, im sorry i did not tell you earlier that i’ve already know that you are my soulmate. I didn’t want to get close to you because of this identity but i want you to know or fall for me for who i am. Of course, it was also because, i’ve already had a crush on you since freshmen year… i don’t know if you remember but, there was one day where i got into a fight with someone and i was quite badly bruised, you came to me and offered to help me clean up my wounds and bought me drink to cheer me up when i was at my worse… girls around me were all chasing only after my visuals and talent but no one actually understands the toughness and pain i gone through, but you were sitting there patiently listening to me and trying to empathise… but i think you couldn’t recognise me because i had longer hair then and my face was injured, but i never forget how you treated me then. I thought i wouldn’t see you anymore but i happened to see you in school with your friend…i was always around you y/n…until i met you again in the art room, which was when i don’t want to lose you anymore…” He confessed into your ears fondly and vulnerably while continuing to embrace you which made you teared up.
You hugged him for a little bit more before he pull you apart gently and cup your face in his palms. He leaned in and make his forehead touch yours after giving a soft kiss on it.
“I like you y/n, and i always do regardless of that stupid bachelor’s button.”
That was the best night you ever had in your 20 years.
—
The saying goes:
“eventually you’ll end up where you will be”
just like how you are born to be, living the life you are supposed to be, working in a job that you are meant to work in, studying in a course that you would love to be in, as well as joining a club that you are interested in.
“with who you are meant to be with”
just like how you are born to be with your parents, making friends with people that may come and go, sticking by your besties that are with you through your ups and downs, meeting classmates and colleagues that you will work with and lastly, meeting your soulmate, or the love of your life that you are fated to be.
“doing what you should be doing”
just like how you are born to play and learn when you were a kid, entering kindergarden and primary school to hone your cognitive skills, entering secondary and high school to enhance your knowledge and social skills, entering university and working to strengthen your foundation and find a direction in your life.
Being a daughter, granddaughter, classmate, friend, best friend, colleague, lover, is all your duty as a human but you never complain about them.
Similarly, the bachelor’s button that is etched on your skin is destined. Although you hated it years back, but now you can’t explain how grateful you are to have this so that it guides you to meet the love of your life.
—
“I like you too Hyunjin, and i always will.”
You spoke so softly that it was only heard between the both of you, and that is all it matters.
“You walked into my life like you had always lived there, like my heart was a home built for you.”
— i think i kinda flopped the ending omggggg 🥲 | ++ im gonna take a break from the flower series becuz im working on a short series now !! Hopefully it will turn out well and receive love from u guys :)
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Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s stepkid
Tony Stark x Potts!child!reader
warnings: alcohol mention
a/n: i rushed these so bad i just wanted to post dhhshsnsna
prompt: y/n is pepper’s kiddo!
it was just you and your mom for a long time
pepper and y/n potts
she couldn’t keep up with you sometimes, too busy dealing with the manchild that was mister anthony edward stark
speaking of—
“uh, who’s this?” -tony, pointing at you
“mr. stark, i am so sorry, the school closed because some kid set fire to the science lab and i didn’t have time to find a sitter—”
“no, it’s fine, no need to apologize. hey, kid, you wanna sit in the boss’s chair? i’ll let you run the company for the day!” *cue you nodding* “sweet, would you mind that, ms. potts?”
“oh? no, not at all” *mouthing* “thank you”
“so, uh, what’s your name? no, don’t tell me: ketchup.”
*giggling* “y/n”
“no way! that was my second guess!”
tony wasn’t used to being around kids
he had no idea that he was actually kind of good around them
despite a few minor hiccups
“you sit in my chair and im gonna spin you around, sound like fun?”
he spun you around WAY too fast and you were diiiiizzy, also you fell off the chair
“don’t tell your mom that we did that. she may be my assistant, but she scares the shit out of me. also, don’t say ‘shit’”
dude he just thought you were a cool kid!!!
“hey, you know, ms. potts, you dont really need to hire a babysitter anymore. y/n’s doing just fine hanging out here”
“how am i not surprised you befriended an actual child?”
she still took him up on his offer, you seemed pretty happy
when your mom worked late, you passed out in tonys office
tony and you had your own little secrets (like falling off the spinning chair), tony showed you around stark tower, and you practically lived there
“i got you a happy meal from mcdonalds!” -tony every day after your school
in all honesty, you weren’t the “popular” kid at school...not even close
but tony made up for it
“y/n! i found this old racecar toy in a box of old stuff, you wanna hold onto it for me?”
you kind of grew up in stark tower tbh? it was pretty cool
and as you grew up, you started to notice more
“mr. tony, do you have a crush on my mom?”
“do i what? no, no, i do—who the hell am i kidding? you caught me”
“called it!”
after that you did everything to try and get them together
when your mom was talking to tony, you would stand behind her and wiggle your eyebrows and just taunt tony endlessly
no! tony cannot remember your mom’s birthday for the life of him! you are his calendar now
“dude, why dont you just ask JARVIS to remind you?”
“i may be a genius, but that doesn’t mean i have common sense”
“wise words, sir” -JARVIS
when tony disappeared for 3 months you were so sad???? like you were not okay at all
no
and when he came back, he literally exited the plane saying “WHERE’S ‘T-POTT??’”
(your wonderful nickname. ‘t’ for ‘tony jr.’ and ‘pott’ for ‘potts’)
“my mom missed you”
“oh, i bet she did”
“you turned my child into you, tony. i will never forgive you for this”
“well, at least y/n was here to fill in for me, huh?”
tony wanted to show you the arc reactor but he was actually afraid of scarring you lmfaoooo
but he did let you in on the iron man secret (he knew you wouldn’t snitch)
and just to make sure:
“if you dont tell anyone, i’ll buy you a car when you turn 16”
“man, that’s like, forever away”
“good, maybe you’ll forget by then”
ur mom kinda maybe sorta found out abt iron man :/ she told you that tony was a bad influence
“mom! no, tony’s cool! he’s like a superhero”
“no, sweetie, he’s a rich guy with issues. we’re leaving”
that didn’t last long
not long at all
and soon they FINALLY got together
“jeez, i thought you two would never stop pining after each other”
“couldnt have done it without my wingman” -tony *fistbump*
“as thanks can i have my own iron man suit?”
“yes.” *pepper glaring at him* “no.”
sooner or later your mom and you moved into tony’s house and you got a really big room!!!!
it was completely decked out
king sized bed, flatscreen tv, mini-fridge, microwave, computer, your own bathroom with a smaller tv, a poster of tony??? (you vandalized it and put it in his workshop), and more!!!
okay you were spoiled
“do you like it here? are you sure i made the right choice?” -pepper
“are you kidding, mom? this is awesome! plus, you’re happy, i’m happy, tony’s happy, i think JARVIS is even happy!”
“i am, mx. potts. simply ecstatic” -JARVIS
pepper was really happy!! it was a pretty cool family
you started giving your school tony’s number if you ever got in trouble, you knew he’d cover for you
“mr. potts, is it?”
“sure”
“your child, y/n, punched another student in the face today. we’re very disappointed in their behavior”
“why’d they punch the kid?”
“well, the other student punched y/n first”
“HAH! thank you for wasting my time. send y/n back to class and call me back if something important comes up”
he literally gave you a high five when you got home
“i gave him a black eye!”
“i couldn’t be more proud. i mean, i dont condone violence, but self defense is a whole other story”
a little help in the workshop, tony asks you to hold the flashlight
“why don’t you get one of your robots to hold this for you?”
“are you kidding me, you’re complaining? we’re having stepdad/stepkid bonding time! and dum-e can’t do anything right, i dont trust him”
youve had a few theme park trips as a family ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
also tony has 100% told you to wait in the car and then left you alone for 2+ hours
“i’m not like a regular dad, im a step-dad. want some beer? you can have a little sip. i’d rather you do it in the house”
your mother actually does love how he actually cares about you!
“y/n is 12% my responsibility” -tony
“tony, you are impossible” -pepper
no avengering for you! pepper said no!!!!!!
disappointed but not surprised
iron man 3: y/n potts is put through the wringer
Text Message to Mr. Tony: bro you better come get your girl, me and happy are watching this other guy flirting with her. he’s showing her pics of his ‘big brain’
Mr. Tony: HE WHAT
Text Message to Mr. Tony: Tony he looks creepy i don’t want him to be my new stepdad do something!!!
anyways ur house kinda blew up and ur mom and you kinda got kidnapped and u were right abt that guy being creepy and thankfully no experiments were done on you but like your mom kinda almost died and her and tony were fine!!! all good in the end
you met mr. col. james rhodes that day
“aw, you’re the kid ive heard so much about” -rhodey
“you mean the coolest kid in the world?check.”
“you cant tell me you aren’t tony’s biological child, good god”
you got to meet the avengers later on too! (you’d already met natasha tho, only briefly)
“i know it can be a little overwhelming, right? meeting all these heros, legends even—” -rhodey
“oh, my god, is that thor? thor!!” -you, leaving rhodey in the dust
literally why does pepper trust you around tony something always goes wrong there were literally robots attacking, you were only at avengers tower bc your mom was busy with the company and she thought you’d be safe with the avengers. the AVENGERS.
“please dont tell your mom that i created a bad robot that tried to kill us. the robot will be the least of our problems” -tony
he made happy pick you up and you had to miss out on FUN and it sucked a lot
“it’s okay, y/n! i’m fun, too!” -happy
then your mom and tony took a break and your life got mega-boring for a while, but they weren’t separated for that long. you try not to think about it. it was brutal
Mr. Tony: Does she miss me?
New Message to Mr. Tony: I think so. Either that or she’s crying and drinking wine in the dark for no reason.
Mr. Tony: Damn it, now I feel bad. I miss her a lot. Oh, also, the Avengers say ‘hi,’ I’m in Germany with some bad news, I’ll explain later if you don’t see it on TV first, and I found you the perfect friend! His name is Peter and I think you’d like the school he goes to, it’s in Midtown. Smart kid school.
New Message to Mr. Tony: I’ll look into it, thanks. Also, I don’t like how those all connect. Please update me asap
watching the news to see several avengers arrested, cap on the run, and more!
“maybe it was good i didn’t fall in with the avengers”
tony and pepper finally got back together and you actually transferred to midtown high! peter and his friend group accepted you quickly, it was great. you and flash unfortunately had the most in common
you’d literally text happy right next to peter and he’d immediately reply to you. it hurt peter’s feelings
Momma: Sweetie! I’m working in the office late, leftovers are in the fridge, hope you have a wonderful day at school! 💕
👉👈the vulture tried to kill you for being tony’s stepkid, tony made peter promise to protect you
“y/n, you gotta stay out of harm’s way. mr. stark gave me an actual mission and it’s terrifying, i have to make sure you stay safe”
legit why the fuck was this old man tryna kill you bro grow up
anyyyywayssss your mom and tony got engaged!!
“wow, i thought the day would never come!!” -you
ppl told you tony isnt your stepdad bc ur mom and him werent married but who tf asked
why is the earth always in fucking danger
you and peter were just vibing on the field trip bus and all the sudden: space donut
“go! i’ll cover for you...FRIDAY, call tony”
“...hi there, little one”
“what the fuck”
“oh, so you see the aliens, too? well, at least im not crazy”
tony stark has left the atmosphere
you and your mom were kinda......not chillin tho
she and you didn’t sleep for a few nights, then ppl just straight up disappeared
plot twist: you survived the snap and your family was lucky to be alive, you even got a little sister who became a big handful!
only bad thing was all your friends dusted and you were pretty lonely
but watching morgan grow up kept you busy
“ahhh, shes so big!”
happy times in bad times
bad times!!!!! bc after five years thanos came back as thanos from like ten years ago. outdated thanos. obsolete thanos.
but you made your first and only appearance in the suit tony actually designed for you many years ago
you should have just stayed home tho bc that fight didnt pass the vibe check
“please dont tell me he...no, no, no, no, no”
you and your mom latched onto each other in tears, tony was one of the best people in your life, he made you and your mom two of the happiest people on earth
best stepdad a kid could ever ask for
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Yume-sama which guys are the best at eatin' p*ssy?
Yume’s back! BABIES _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): Have something hornii because I’m sAltY~ (´；ω；`)
Ace seems to be oddly good at this for the whatever nasty reasons he has. I like to imagine that he’ll put on a face that looks like he’s about to fuck you up so bad just to get you on edge but is actually really careful and considerate when doing so. Of course, he won’t be honest with his feelings and when you slowly realized that he’s actually being gentle for your sake, that’s when he’ll attack tsun-tsun defense mechanism, i guess? His tongue will work extra hard to force another orgasm out of you. Add some insults in the middle of the whole session and boom, it’s a spicy Ace content right there!
I think we already established why Cater would be a master when it comes to eating out pussy, Darlings. See this post for more information but goddamn does our Heartslabyul senpai know what he’s doing. Maybe he’ll take a little pic after he’s done messing you up? Look at how soaked the sheets are~!
Yes. Daddy Trey would eat that pussy and enjoy it, similarly to how you would treat his sweets with an overwhelmingly amount of passion. He may have played that nice guy persona, but DON’T BE FOOLED, Darlings. He’s a fucking hornii monster on the inside and he’s hungry for that pussy, alright? He always had been, this man is just both blessed and cursed with extreme amounts of patience. He ain’t a nice senpai at all though, once he got you where he wants you, just don’t expect him to stop anytime soon.
Chenya. Yes, I’m adding him since we have two RSA students now and I want to give them love too. He’ll absolutely do it even there’s a lot of people around, right under a fucking clothed table for example. He’ll take advantage of his invisibility magic and spread your legs during an unbirthday party, the roughness of his tongue tingles your insides. You’ll try to keep your voice down, sure, but little did you know, it’s Chenya’s goal to have everyone’s eyes on you as he eats you out, destroying their hopes and dreams of ever trying it out on you. your Heartslabyul friends will be in utter chaos for sure, just be ready
The feeling of Leona’s textured tongue scraping against your clit is just aaaaahhh...You know those shivers of pleasures you get down your spine, you will FEEL that shit. Leona wouldn’t even have to seriously do anything, simple licks of his tongue is just doing the work for him. Still, it’s enough for electricity to go through your whole body and your head is pounds from the amount of orgasm he brought upon you. You’ll eventually find your hips moving on its own, wanting to feel more than his tongue.
With a lick of his lips, Ruggie is ready to indulge, thank you for the food~! If we’re talking about sexually hungry and thirsty twst bois here, than we cannot not talk about Ruggie-senpai here. Don’t underestimate him, he’s surprisingly good with using his mouth just as much as using his fingers, I mean what can he say? He grew up a glutton after all.
Now, if we’re conducting a contest on who can eat out Darling’s pussy better, how about we add a tag team in here!? No other pair has better teamwork than our beloved Leech Brothers! Their tongues are long and hugee (OwO) One can restrict your movements and even spread your folds for his brother to freely eat you out until you build up into such a nauseating orgasm. They can be each other’s emotional support too! If Floyd becomes a bit too unhinged, Jade can use his big bro powers and keep him in his best behavior. it’s not fun if you broke that early on in the game after all. This can happen the other way around too, by the way, albeit rarely. Just letting you Darlings know. geez, now i wonder how Darling is gonna cope up if both of them loses control...
Jamil is...yes, just, yes. Find yourself a man who’s both talented in getting you dicked down for the night and eat you out like it’s the best meal he ever had. He takes your feelings into consideration, he knows your sensitive parts even if you don’t tell him. He’s very observant of your reactions and learns very quick, he’ll find your special part no matter what.
Rook cares for The Art of Eating A Pussy™ He loves the way your face would contort in different emotions depending on the place his tongue is exploring inside your dripping cunt. He treats you like a sacred treasure, savoring your reactions like it would be the last time he’ll see them in which we all know it wouldn’t be He’ll take pictures to preserve the beauty in your emotions as he believes that no two expressions are the same, he comes for the love hidden deep inside. You don’t know how he does it but for some reason, orgasms done by Rook always feels so damn timeless, like euphoria coming to you all in one place.
And then we go to our old man, Lilia! dont call him that This man is aggressive, Darlings. You think those fangs are just for show? Wouldn’t say the same thing once you feel them digging on your flesh as he begins to suck that sensitive pussy, huh? When he feels like it, he can’t be stopped! Heck, he’ll fucking eat you out even during your p e r i o d, Baby. Just watch him do it, he’s dead serious! He’ll tease you a lot and dirty talk is just his thing, you know? With how seductive he stare at you from between your legs, your juices dripping down his jaw.
Haha, so here’s the story! Yume was gone for like a week to finish a sinfic! ( ＾∀＾) The good news is that she finished it! Yay~! ٩( ᐛ )و The bad news? Her laptop broke down suddenly, she doesn’t know why or what to do and now, she can’t proof-read and edit properly. (°▽°) (im anxious to post a fic that’s not proof-read, i refuse)
I’ll see if I can do anything about this, just bear with me, Darlings! Have little crumbs as of now! (＞人＜;)
...I’m lowkey having a mental breakdown due to this stupid laptop suddenly closing down on me. I mean, I have online class to take! (c" ತ,_ತ) The power button’s unresponsive and it’s not charging, I’m getting this checked out tomorrow (*´ー｀*)
(I’m posting on my phone again which means~! pretty colors~!!! ☆*:.｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ )
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guys oh my GOD i just found my newsies rants from the first BIG night of my hyperfixation and. hng. there's so much good content in here
*messages copy and pasted under the cut!
NOTE: all of these messages are from April 19, 2020- the first day of my newsies hyperfixation!
listen racetrack and crutchie are some of my babes and i fucking love them
BEN TYLER COOK IS THE ONLY VALID RACETRACK AND I DESPERATELY NEED THEM TO REDO THE CAST ALBUM TO GIVE HIM THE SPOTLIGHT HE DESERVES
I CANT LISTEN TO KING OF NEW YORK ANYMORE BECAUSE. IT ISNT RACE. dont get me wrong racetrack from the soundtrack is like. really good but he ain't livesies racetrack good
also everyone ships race and spot which is valid but idk I just feel like race and albert have more in common?? like. spot is a great character and all of the Brooklyn Newsies deserve so much more screentime and so much more content but i just feel like the only reason people like race × spot is because of the Inner-Bourough Relations and the territorial stuff (bc the brooklyn bois are pretty spooky) but race × albert is so much cuter ?? like they're both Manhattan newsies and they share a lot more screentime and they have a lot more in common and like !! their interactions throughout King of New York makes me cry so hard i love them so much
something is telling me that if i dont learn All Of The Newsies by tomorrow i'm gonna scream
so i think later today i'm gonna rewatch livesies, then watch 92sies, then make myself a google slides presentation with a pic of each newsie and their name so i can figure this shit out
JACK AND CRUTCHIE ARE BROTHERS BUT WE STILL STAN THAT JACK/RACETRACK DYNAMIC
if anyone tries to tell me that racetrack ain't Jack's #2 Dude i WILL bite i dont care
like??? we literally see race kinda take charge after the bulls bust up their strike and jack fucks off to be Emo On The Rooftop (which is still valid and i love him for it) but race steps in and lifts everyone's spirits again and god i love him for it
it's real "Loving Racetrack Higgins Hours"
OH OH OKAY SO THE EMO ROOFTOP SCENE
LIKE. FUCK. people kinda got on Jack's case for leaving after the big fight breaks out and the bulls take Crutchie, but what else can he do? jack is 17. he's scared. he's dealing with his own trauma after what happened to him at The Refuge (which is never explicitly stated, but his reaction leads me to believe there was definitely some kind of ab•se (and its canon that the officers at the refuge don't feed the kids as they should)). he's seen as the tough guy, as the leader, as the father figure for all of the newsies, but he's a kid. he put his life on the line for them, but that's too much responsibility for a teenager.
jack got thrown in the refuge- a jail for kids- because he stole food and clothing for the other boys. he did everything he did for everyone else, without ever taking his own feelings into consideration; it was never a case of "what's in it for me?", it was always "will this help the guys i love?" and that is Jack's biggest quality i think.
anyway- so, he disappears after the fight because he's guilty. he watch his best friend- no, his brother- get taken by the bulls and watched the others he loves get hurt, and he couldn't stop it. again, this is a 17 year old we're talking about. his whole Santa Fe scene is the most pivotal part of the show in my opinion? like- we see Jack having a breakdown, essentially. "just be real is all i'm askin', not some paintin' in my head" is such a painful line because he's holding onto the hope that somewhere he's never seen is good enough to risk leaving his life behind for, and we see the struggles between wanting to stay and help his friends and wanting to get out and live and be able to have a life where he doesn't have to live with such a huge responsibility on his shoulders.
ALSO THE WHOLE THING WITH THE GUYS THINKING JACK IS A SELLOUT BECAUSE HE GOT MONEY FOR TRYING TO CONVINCE THE NEWSIES NOT TO CONTINUE THE STRIKE HURTS MY HEART
like Pulitzer basically said "if you don't tell them to stop this, i'll personally make sure all of them end up in the refuge" and even used Davey as a plot device, since Davey is one of the few that has folks and a little brother, and Pulitzer essentially said "you wouldn't want your pal Davey getting separated from his family, would you?"
Jack believed in the Strike, and he believed in the Newsies, but he couldn't handle the risk of more of his family getting beaten and thrown into The Refuge, and it kills me to see that he couldn't tell the others why he suddenly had a "change of heart", and that they all think that jw just gave up on them until they realize later on that Pulitzer manipulated him right where it hurt most
I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS ABOUT NEWSIES AND NO ONE TO TALK ABOUT IT WITH SO UH,, IM SORRY YOU GUYS GET THE SHORT END OF THE STICK
listen i could write an entire essay over Santa Fe and i love that song and it's just such an iconic "I Want" song and !!! fuck !!!!!! it's so sad but it bops!!!!!
"folks are fightin, bleedin, fallin, thanks to good old Captain Jack! Captain Jack just wants to close his eyes and GO"
and then theres a really long pause and his voice cracks and the next line just ?? hurts me ??
"let me go, far away, somewhere they won't never find me, and tomorrow won't remind me of today"
HE'S SO SAD AND STRESSED AND HURT AND GUILTY AND JUST WANTS TO LEAVE THE SITUATION TO PREVENT ANYMORE BAD THINFS FROM HAPPENING ADN I JUST WISH I COULD HUG HIM
i just realized ive been ranting for 30 minutes i love u all goodnight
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TW: yandere themes, toxic relationships, etc .
(If theres any other warnings i should put just send in an ask or a dm!! Im so sorry if i missed anything!!)
Okay so this isnt what i normally write. if youre new to my blog, i typically write mommy kinm stuff (and i will continue to do so! so dont worry, if thats what you followed me for!!) But ive been thinking a lot about toxic relationships with either shigaraki or dabi . For now im gonna do shiggy cause, well, look at my blog name lol.
So i imagine in a scenario where shigaraki is toxic. It wouldnt start out that way. Itd be very gradual. Theres red flags of course, but sadly, some people, like yourself have rose colored glasses that make you blind with attachment. And that kind of love never helps you in the end.
Shigaraki isnt the kind of toxic where he likes other girls posts and hypocritically tells you not to like other guys/girls posts. Hes actually pretty loyal, in a sense.
Heres how i imagine his toxic side:
- lets say you have a group of friends, right? And youre very comfortable with one of them. You like to show lewd pics and hype eachother up, telling eachother how great you are, and how lucky your s/o's are. If shigaraki ever saw those messages, like maybe your phone wad open for a sec while you were gona and he took a peak, hed be furious. Not at you ofc. But at whoever send you pics of themselves. Because how dare they assume youd want to see anyone other than your boyfriend? Your loyal, caring, boyfriend. Were they trying to one-up him? Show you how much better they were than he? It doesnt matter if you both blatantly consented.
He'd talk to you about it, and would try to manipulate you into cutting them off. If you fall for his manipulations, hes very content. And from then on keeps an eye on your friends, even going so far as to messaging them privately, intimidating them and scaring them into never thinking they could be as close to you as he is.
But if you say no ? He wont block them for you, or get mad at you. He convinces himself that youre too kind to understand . And instead, convinces the other person into blocking you . Youre absolutely heart broken because you were so close. You told that person everything. They were the longest friendship you ever had. And then out of nowhere they send you a message telling you its hard to stay friends with you. That youre hard to love. Little do you knkw thats exactly ehat sjigaraki had them say . That was the last message you had of theirs before you were noticeably blocked.
Shigaraki also refuses to let you order at places or be independent in public in general because he hates the thought of you interacting with anyone. He has you sit at one of the tables or has you both stay at the hideout while one of the members gets things for you.
He still lets you hang out with friends ofc, but expect to have messages sent to you at least every 30 minutes to an hour, asking how everything's going.
You can also only wear hot clothing around him, he tries to convince himself he isnt jealous, but deep down if anyone were to ever EVER take a glance at your body other than your face while he noticed, they wouldnt have eyes to look with from that moment on .
The thing about this relationship, is that you dont quite notice most of his toxicity because its all behind a façade of niceness . He carries himself quite well. He truly does love you, he just cant express it like a normal person would. Just dont make the mistake of going through his phone or his pc's search history. And youll never be disappointed <3
(Again im sorry this isnt what i normally post, but fantasizing about toxic relationships is fun to me lol . Only in fanatsy though ofc )
#stuff#my stuff#shiggy#tomura shigaraki#shimura tenko#tenkoshimura#tomurashigaraki#mha tenko#tw: toxic relationship#yandere#yandere mha#yandere headcanons
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