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zeezelweazel · 5 months

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can you do a h/c alexia fic with a fluffy ending? i don't really have a scenario but ill take anything. and i don't mind whether it's r comforting alexia or alexia comforting r

Alexia Putellas| Not like before|

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I loved this idea and honestly I think it's about time I wrote something other than smut lol

I'm not really proud of how this turned out

TW: Alexia's injury, hurt/comfort

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It's been a year and a few months since the day Alexia tore her ACL. She was doing better, both on and off the field, as you helped her through every step of her recovery. Or so you thought.

You can't remember exactly when you started noticing the signs but you know it's not just you. Mapi, Alba and even some of the staff members alongside some of your other teammates have started to notice a shift in the captain's behaviour. She was spacey and unfocused more often than not, even during training which is something the captain would never allow herself to do. She seemed to be especially nervous and fidgety days before matches, especially the important ones.

What got everyone really worried was her absence from training camp and the last few matches of the nation's league. The team wasn't nervous, they knew they could qualify for the Olympics anyway but Alexia leaving the camp a few hours after she arrived made everyone particularly worried.

You thought this was your chance to finally get to the bottom of this.

It seemed simple in your head but now, when you're standing in front of Alexia's bedroom door, your stomach is clenched tightly and uncomfortably. You gulp down your nerves and decide to finally knock on the door. A few seconds of silence go by and just as you're about to knock again you hear Alexia's voice.

"Come in." Alexia's voice was quiet and tired. You softly opened the door. Alexia was laying on the bed, mindlessly scrolling away on her iPad. She barely looked up from the screen to acknowledge you. Not really knowing how to approach her you sat down next to her. You took a peak at the screen to see a tweeter thread. That was really surprising given that the last thing Alexia likes to do on her free time is scroll on social media.

It's only when you read the comments that you finally understand.

'Alexia isn't playing again? It's probably her knee'

'It's sad how she'll never play at 100% again'

'I miss the old Alexia, she looks scared to play now'

'She used to be the greatest before her injury'

'She was in the peak of her career, now it's all over'

Your heart ached as the comments kept flooding the screen. You can't imagine how Alexia must feel as she reads through them. You don't know if she's noticed you or not but her eyes are glued on the screen. You finally decide to take action, Alexia is stunned when you grab the device out of her hands. She looks at you with an unreadable expression. You decide to place your hand on her back, Alexia doesn't move away but you know that the physical contact does very little to help.

"Ale please, you need to stop looking at these posts. You know how the internet is-"

You couldn't even finish your sentence, Alexia was already up from the bed and moving towards the bedroom door.

"Alexia."

You called out for her but the Catalan was already out of your shared room, leaving you alone and confused to ponder over what you said wrong.

You decide to call Mapi and tell her about what happened with Alexia. The blonde seemed to be very concerned for her best friend after you narrated the incident. Both of you tried to find a solution, a way to talk to Alexia. You have to help her, you can't bear seeing her like this. Not when just a year ago she was running on the pitch like an untamed wind, playing her favourite sport for her dream club and winning every possible trophy.

You knew better than everyone how this injury affected her. You naively thought that after the world cup win she'd immediately be back to her old self. Unfortunately that's not how ACL tears work. Your head is a mess, running at a hundred miles per hour as you desperately try to work a way around this mess.

You throw yourself in training the next few days, hoping that by doing so you'll be able to clear your head. If the rest of the girls have caught on on your distress they don't mention it.

After an exhausting three hour training session you move through the stadium, eager to reach the locker room and pack your stuff to go home. You hear faint sniffles just before you enter and you pause outside of the door. If someone is crying, then something serious must've happened. But then again, you don't know if the person crying wants company right now. Against your better judgement you decide to open the door anyway.

"Hey, wha- Alexia..?"

The blonde abruptly looks up and she hastily wipes the tears from her face, as if that would erase the image of her crying just a few seconds ago. Your heart breaks at the embarrassment that's evident in Alexia's face. She shouldn't feel embarrassed to cry, especially not in front of you. You take a careful step forward and when Alexia doesn't move you continue to approach her. You take her face in your hands and make her look up at you. Your heart breaks at the absolutely defeated look in her eyes.

"Ale... what's wrong? You can talk to me."

Alexia pulls back and sits down on one of the benches. You take the invitation and sit down next to her. You're both quiet for a while but you understand that Alexia needs to collect her thoughts.

"It feels like I'll never play again." You look at Alexia when she finally breaks her silence and you let her continue." Every time I step on the training field it feels pointless, because when I look at the team sheet I'm not even on the bench. And when I do play, I either do horribly or my knee starts acting up immediately after. I'm going to be too old to play by the time I'm fully fit."

You wrapped your arms around Alexia after she finished her rant. To be honest, you didn't really know what to tell her, you were scared that you were going to fuck up but you had to try.

"You can't give up Alexia."

Short, plain, simple and incredibly basic. So basic that you're sure she's heard it a million times before. Still Alexia looks at you and her eyes seem just a little bit brighter.

"Plus you're la reina."

You press a quick kiss on her lips and your heart swells when she smiles.

"The best footballer in the world."

Another kiss.

"The biggest idol in women's football."

Another one.

"And of course, the best girlfriend ever."

Alexia is laughing now, full and happy, as she wraps her arms around you in a tight embrace. You feel like you haven't seen her laugh in forever, the sound bringing a warm feeling to your body.

"Thank you, mi amor."

You brush a stray strand of hair behind her ear and lean in to kiss her once more.

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#wlw #female reader #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas

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worryingthing · 6 months

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I got a 9 to 5 (well, 8 to 6 with commute) and I've been struggling with the overall change. It's hard to stay positive in this current climate, and I feel like I am going insane every time I glance at social media or the news. But I guess having a gig means I'm busy, or at least occupied, which is helpful as much as I resent it. Life in Queens is great but everything does still feel a little foreign and far off. The weather being so dramatic has not helped either, I am very unhappy about having to pull out my tights and sift through which pairs have holes or can still be worn (70% had holes and Uniqlo stopped making their heat tech tights in Navy - guess I'll die, etc).

Anyway, I can feel my spirit being worn down by office lighting, small talk, k cups, how absolutely shitty the R train is, and people having speakerphone conversations on the bus and train at 8 a.m. All of it. So I wanted to return to a practice of gratitude to remind me to maybe stave off a little despair. I was really enjoying my tarot pulls when my life had a lot more uncertainty (does he like me? turns out, yes!! Will I ever get a job? Yeah, but now it's my whole life and I am always tired) Anyway in an act of anger at me for being gone from my home for most of the day now, Leelou (one of my cats) threw up on my tarot deck! A card or two is worse for the wear and I haven't decided if I am going to replace it or try to keep working with it just yet.

anyway!

I found a good smash burger in the neighborhood!! Petey's. It's perfect. The relief I feel at having discovered this is immense.

also food (I'm a Taurus?!) but I went to King of Falafel after hopping off the 30th ave stop. Sam had pointed it out to me when we walked to the train and it had a 15-minute wait so we walked a little further and he pointed out some things I hadn't seen since I live off a different stop. The falafel was probably the best I've ever had and it was beautiful to stand in a Palestinian restaurant so proud of its heritage. There was a wait for pita so I waited and was rewarded with a bonus piece, which was so warm and fluffy and heavenly to tear into on my walk back home. I will definitely be going back.

Access Oasis Garden, which my friend Kate founded. Right now we're focused on showing the Parks department and community that we're committed as a group so on Saturday I got to be a part of some bulb planting. To put something in the ground as a gift for future enjoyment is so rewarding, and signifies a deep hope, I feel. I am so astounded by how quickly things have moved and I can't wait to see it grow further. I also got to make some new friends, who ended up coming to the soup event at the beer hall after the planting was done. It was a really beautiful day of community!

Good hugs from friends! getting to share in the joy of a friend's good news.

Sam, who is so understanding and gentle and thoughtful. I'm still like, wait what, is this real? It turns out I am all about clear communication and intent! It's great!

Becoming emboldened re: work snacks, speaking of it is almost time for me to sneak some hummus at my desk. Sometimes on my lunch, I browse the dollar store candy section just to amuse myself, which is how I ended up with a desk drawer full of tootsie rolls.

Radio.Garden. I do sometimes browse the map endlessly, and I love to visit the station websites! I have found a few stations that originated as in-hospital or nursing home stations but graduated to internet broadcasts. Many stations I stumble upon are community-founded, which I love to see because I find the idea of radio of course extremely romantic, but also hopeful. It is also a perfect tool if you're not sure what you want to listen to - which happens to me a lot as someone who experiences intense decision paralysis. There's a station on the west coast of France that plays classical before lunch and jazz after. I began my work morning with AshiyaRadio, a Japanese jazz station.

for some reason, my rosacea goes nuts at work (I turn pink when dehydrated) but I bought this mini Tower 28 rescue spray and it seems to help a little, plus I like how refreshing it feels. Let me just anoint my visage real quick in this office hell space, etc

Tears of the Kingdom - which is soooo immense it's overwhelming but I have been enjoying dropping in and trying to further along my journey with various side quests. It's a perfect game to just meander around in, every last detail is stunning. I should remind myself I can take my switch on my work commute!!

Seemingly breezing through a lot of big changes with minimal anxiety?? I have been complaining a lot about how exhausted I've been but it's my fourth week and I had to learn/memorize A LOT the first two, so now it's slightly more routine and less overwhelming. I had one crying meltdown during the height of my period and missed a group of friends out, but I am pretty sure I needed that cry and it was unavoidable.

I know what's for dinner (the relief!): the half package of pumpkin ravioli I splurged on from the store and half a head of broccoli. I finish both in sage brown butter, toasted breadcrumbs, parmesan, and lemon. Still have to figure out a work lunch, though ):

Sometimes it's really hard to tell if these sorts of things are even worth posting or just too navel-gazy, but I stuck with it and I'm posting and my outlook on life does feel improved, surprisingly. I'm also not in talk therapy because how can that even happen with my new schedule? So writing it out it is.

#tyn #November #tumblr on desktop at work!

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jess-moloney · 1 month

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Hey, I sent the anon the other day suggesting Jamie's become more standoffish due to obsessive fans. Thank you for responding! I definitely see what you mean that it may not deter some of the more severe fans. It takes a certain level of delusion to get to that level of parasocial behavior with a celebrity that you're paying to meet when those celebrities are just doing their job. It's like thinking the stripper likes you when really, she's being nice because you're paying her and it's her job.

Thank you for bringing up the marriage license girl, I completely forgot about her! She definitely seemed very unhinged, and Jamie was so visibly uncomfortable in that video. It's so creepy that Jess took a picture with her, and they were dressed alike! I really hope someone intervened and she's getting the help she needs. I just can't help but wonder if that has anything to do with Jamie's change in behavior. As previously mentioned, it may not work with the more delusional ones because they look for nonexistent meaning in every little thing he does. But maybe he feels like if he doesn't give them the attention they want, they'll get bored and move onto someone else.

He used to seem like he enjoyed the attention and adoration of fans. But now, he's suddenly not as personable in person, he's not as active on social media, he's just very distanced all around. It's his right and his business, but it is confusing for fans who have already paid to see him and are expecting a consistent experience. It is what it is, but it does seem like it coincides with a lot of his more uncomfortable fan interactions. I am curious to see what happens with Kana in Paris, if he'll refuse to hug her as he has with other fans these past few conventions. It's absolutely his right to set boundaries, but I'm curious to see if he will with her and how she'll react if he does.

I'll sign off with ♤ from now on to avoid confusion.

-♤

It's just like that certain fan who gave him a card that said "Daddy" on it and camped out with a group of his friends near Jamie's table and was there the entire time watching him sign stuff. They seem to think they are all special because he waves to them or recognizes them or sometimes replies to them in tweets. One of them has also gotten a selfie with Jess and is very proud of it.

The marriage certificate girl has been quiet on Twitter and went private on TikTok and IG but who knows if it's because she got help or she was just tired of getting backlash from people. For a very long time she seemed to be in denial that she'd done anything wrong (and I'm guessing unless family/friends stepped in) she still doesn't think she's is. What I don't get is how Jess was okay interacting with her outside of just a polite "hello there" or something. Taking a selfie with her? The girl is covered in tattoos and is done up to make herself look as much like Jess as possible. I believe that there's even a video where that girl tells Jamie that people tell her she looks like Jess (or she tells Jess this) or something like that. Should that not be a red flag to Jess herself that this girl is out of her mind?

It will be interesting to see if there's more of this distancing in Paris and how Kana will react. I don't put it past any of the more crazy fans to grab him/hug him/touch him against his will anyway. Someone sent me an anon that said a guest in Germany asked three times for a hug and Jamie said no each time. Being told no once should be enough, beyond that it's just harassment. Jamie has every right to distance himself from people if he doesn't want to hug or touch them and after all these back-to-back appearances I can't blame him if he's tired of being handled like that by some of the more rude fans.

I just can't help but wonder what brought this on and why he's continuing to do conventions if he's not himself. I'm sure there's some clause to get out of them if it's really that bad, an emergency situation or he genuinely is sick (I've heard of celebs canceling convention appearances for less). Why does he continue to push himself? He seems desperate to do this even to his own detriment or to the detriment of fans who are expecting an entirely different experience.

Once again, I don't think Jamie should be blamed, canceled, or hated for drawing boundaries (no matter what the reason is) but it will only work against him in the long run since he had raised expectations of meeting him so high. All we can do is wait and see what happens.

#jess moloney #jamie campbell bower #jamie bower #mail

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obeymehasinfluncedmythoughts · 2 years

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Yandere! Brothers When Poly!MC Escapes Home.

Hello I'm back. I didn't really leave I just haven't had a lot of inspiration and have been super busy. Hopefully you enjoy this

WARNING! THIS IS YANDERE IT IS NOT LOVE!!

Lucifer

He really doesn't know how you got passed him.

It's impossible -or at least it seemed impossible- for anyone to leave without Lucifer knowing it was happening.

He's one of the only people who can leave without permission afterall. So you must have gotten some sort of help to conceal your movements and actually get out.

Lucifer has his suspicions as to who the culprit maybe.

He's not going to go around accusing people though. That'd be counterproductive. In fact, Lucifer knows he needs to prove to your assistant that he's an innocent party, and that you're incompetent. Then things like this won't happen again in the future.

He'll go out of his way to make your life miserable, and to somehow make it all your fault too. With the help of his brothers you'll become a social outcast; a being chased away from human society with no where to run but their arms.

Lucifer is very proud of himself for this plan.

Mammon

Mammon isn't good at handling finances.

He isn't really good at handling his emotions either.

When you put those two things together in a pressure cooker environment and add a manipulative head of house, you end up loosing all your bank funds to spite.

Mammon really doesn't have a problem spending all your money. You don't need this human currency anyways. You're supposed to be in the Devildom. Not fending for yourself like some low-grade demon.

Besides, he's only buying comforts for you. Stop crying.

Admittedly, it is nice to have regonizable human world stuff when you inevitably return.

You'd still prefer your bank account and own room though.

Leviathan

Leviathan is envy incarnate.

The ability to ruin your social ties comes relatively easy.

One well placed rumor could spiral your life out of control.

(Between him and Asmo, there isn't anywhere to hide. No one is going to listen to you, nevermind belive you.)

Of course, he won't let anyone touch you either. Physical violence won't be tolerated. You're theirs (his), so anyone who takes it a step too far will be swiftly dealt with.

Not that he really minds. Isn't it a sign of devotion to kill for your darling?

Satan

He's not really allowed to mess with the public perception of you.

Wrath makes people unpredictable, and the risk of you getting hurt would be too high.

But, he's a good annoyance.

Anywhere you go, he follows, reminding you that they are never too far behind.

He does everything possible to make you angry. To get you to destroy your own image, and how could it not be successful?

You're tired and mentally worn. You just want this all to go away but instead it just keeps getting thrown back in your face. Life will never be normal again. Things will never be manageable again, and it's seemingly out of your control.

Satan will bait you into attacking him, and that's pretty much the final straw before Lucifer becomes confident enough that your reputation is ruined.

Asmodeus

Asmo is great at getting people to listen to him.

He cries and it's like the world stops to listen. Which is definitely an issue when you're trying to escape him.

He pretty much plasters every dirty secret you've ever had online.

(With some exceptions of course. He's not a total barbarian. Of course, it's still going to be damaging, and you'll still hate him, but that's the price to pay for love 💓)

Asmo will even boost Levi's rumors about you just to make things even worse.

It's almost too much power for one person to hold in a social media driven world. This is probably one of the reasons he was banned from the human realm in the first place.

Beelzebub

He isn't great at ruining your image and life.

But he's good at being supportive, and becomes the only one you can turn to rather quickly

It's just terrible that you don't actually want him.

He's okay though. Things will be fine soon enough. As long as he stays patient, everything will turn out fine.

And when you're dealing with someone who's forever starving, patiences is in abundance.

You'll come to him eventually, and then he'll break you.

Belphegor

He's like the last puzzle piece to this whole plan.

Once you're worn down, ostracized from society and penniless, he'll provide the final blow, putting you to sleep to make your transition back to the Devildom so much easier.

Don't worry. They'll find you, no matter where you run. It's easy to trace your dreams.

Maybe the church can grant you sanctuary?

#obey me!#obey me asmodeus #obey me yandere #obey me #obey me beelzebub #obey me mammon #yandere obey me #poly x reader yandere #obey me lucifer #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #yandere #obey me belphegor #poly mc #poly! obey me

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cocobeanncteez · 3 years

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ATEEZ Wooyoung- School President (Oneshot)

Genre: light angst, suggestive/steamy, high school au.

Pairing: SchoolPresident!Wooyoung x badgirl!reader

Warnings: none.

"Miss L/N, detention after school till 4 p.m." your chemistry teacher said, making you mentally groan. It was the last class of the day and you were dying to go home, but now you had to stay for an extra hour. All your classmates turned to look at you, but they weren't surprised. "You still haven't submitted the assignment."

"Can I just submit it tomorrow?" you asked in a bored tone.

"No, you were supposed to submit it a week ago," she said, gathering her stuff to leave the class. "Detention with Mrs. Hwang today." You heard people around you snicker. Well, fuck. Mrs. Hwang was the strictest teacher in school. Even you were scared of her despite your badass attitude.

You got up from your seat, leaving the classroom with an annoyed expression on your face.

"Detention again, Y/N?" your bestfriend asked as she made her way to you with your other friends.

You rolled your eyes. "Ms. Jang will never fucking let me live in peace. I'll see you guys tomorrow," you said, making your way to detention.

You were surprised to find the room empty. Usually, there would always be about three or five students. Since no one was here, you decided to ditch; you would skip school the next day so that your teachers will forget about it. You turned around to leave, but ended up bumping into someone, slightly startling yourself.

"What are you doing here?" you asked, raising an eyebrow at your school president and heartthrob—also called 'senior's eye candy' at your school—Jung Wooyoung.

You had to admit, he was certainly the most handsome guy you've ever seen. Jung Wooyoung was absolutely perfect. Every girl wanted him and every guy wanted to be him. You were sure half your school tried to hit on him despite the fact that he has a girlfriend.

"Unfortunately, I'm here to make sure that you won't escape detention as Mrs. Hwang is busy, so take a seat," he said, moving around you to sit on a chair and taking a notebook out of his bag.

You always found Jung Wooyoung very interesting. Other guys like him—the nerdy ones—can't even talk to you, let alone look you in the eye. Jung Wooyoung was the complete opposite.

You sat on one of the chairs, immediately taking your phone out.

"You can't use your phone here," Wooyoung said, not looking up at you from his notebook. "Why don't you complete your assignment?"

You scoffed. "And if I don't? What are you gonna do about it?"

"Nothing," he said, looking at you. "It's not affecting me in any way, so I don't care. However, Ms. Jang is gonna fail you again if you don't submit your assignment."

You knew he was right. And that annoyed you; you really just wanted to shut his pretty mouth up.

"Whatever," you mumbled, taking out a notebook and the assignment sheet to start working on the reactions you had to write.

However, you were completely blank. You didn't know or understand a word given on the sheet. You bit your lip as you stared at the sheet, wondering what to do.

Finally, you took out your phone and googled all the reactions, easily finishing the assignment in less than half an hour.

"You know, you won't be able to copy during finals," Wooyoung said, closing his notebook. "Even if you're copying now, at least learn what you've copied."

"I didn't ask for your comments," you retort. He was about to say something, but his phone rang.

"Hey, baby," he answered. " . . . I'm in charge of detention today . . . Oh, that's okay," his face fell slightly. " . . . No, it's alright. We can go some other day . . . Hmm, I love you too. Bye!"

You snorted, feeling bad for the boy. You were surprised someone as smart as him hasn't figured out that his girlfriend has been cheating on him. You've seen his girlfriend shoving her tongue down random people in the club, and hitting on people at your school. You remembered how shocked you were when you first found out that she was cheating on him; because why would anyone cheat on someone as perfect as Jung Wooyoung?

"You can leave now," Wooyoung said, getting up from his seat. "Detention is over." You nodded, leaving as fast as you can, just wanting to go home and sleep.

"Your grades aren't very bad, but they aren't great either, Y/N," your class teacher said. "You'll get into an average college with these grades. But I know you can do much better. So I've asked one of the prefects to tutor you in Chemistry and Physics."

You groaned. "Can I do it by myself?"

"You wouldn't do it by yourself," she said. "Anyway, Jung Wooyoung will be tutoring you. Discuss and decide your timings with him. I expect you to score well on the next exam. I do not want to see you fail in any subject again." Before you could say anything, the door to the staff room opened, revealing none other than Jung Wooyoung. "Ah, Wooyoung, I just told Y/N that you will be tutoring her," she said. "I'm expecting you to do a great job."

Wooyoung smiled. "I won't let you down, Mrs. Park. But Y/N must put in efforts or else there's no point," he stated in a polite tone, and you rolled your eyes.

"Yes, that's true," she turned to look at you. "I'm expecting nothing but your best efforts, Y/N." She's always expecting something, huh, you thought. You only smiled, bowing politely.

"I'll do my best."

"What the actual fuck is this?" you mumbled, staring at the lengthy derivation written in Wooyoung's notebook. He rolled his eyes, so tired of hearing you say that to literally everything you saw written in his notebook.

"Ah, why did they have to make me tutor you of all people?" he whined. "You clearly haven't paid attention in class for even half a second."

"No one told you to accept it," you said, ignoring his last comment.

"I had to," he scoffed, stretching his arms out, making you glance at the veins on his arms. "Extra credits, you know?"

"Nerd," you muttered under your breath. He heard you, but didn't say anything. He began teaching you how to derive it; you paid attention for the first few seconds before zoning out. When you zoned back in, he asked you to explain what he just explained. You bit your lip, thinking of what to say.

He sighed. "You didn't pay attention again."

"I zoned out, sorry."

"That's what you said for the previous derivation," he said, a disappointed look on his face while he packed up his things.

"You're leaving already?" you asked, glancing at the time on your phone; you still had twenty minutes left.

"I'm not going to waste my time teaching you right now," he said. "You clearly aren't in the mood to focus." You only scoffed, watching him leave the library. You bit your lip, feeling kinda bad for not paying attention when he was making an effort to teach you.

The look of disappointment he showed you had somehow made you determined to prove that you could focus and do better.

You were at Wooyoung's house, sitting on his bed and scrolling through your social media while waiting for him to finish changing out of his uniform. You spent an entire two weeks studying your ass off, and you were proud you made a big improvement, thanks to Wooyoung. He was quite surprised that you were actually making an effort to understand whatever he taught you. You both even became friends, and you were quite happy about that.

"I'm done," he said, coming out of his bathroom, making you look up from your phone. You held your breath at the sight of Wooyoung dressed in grey sweatpants and a black tank top. You couldn't stop yourself from checking him out: the veins running down his muscled arms, his exposed collarbones, his sharp jawline, his plump lips . . .

You were so immersed into checking him out, you didn't realize he was doing the same to you. He loved how your uniform skirt rid up your thighs, and how another two buttons on your shirt were unbuttoned, exposing a little bit of your cleavage. Before you knew it, he was slowly making his way towards you, eyes now locked with yours.

"Let's start, hmm?" he said with a smirk; he knew you were checking him out.

You clear your throat a little. "Yeah, let's start."

You spent the next half an hour trying to pay attention to whatever Wooyoung was teaching you. It didn't help that he absentmindedly placed his hand on your knee, or brushed your hand with his; he knew exactly what he was doing to you. Your mind kept wandering to the things you want him to do to you right now on his bed.

" . . . and now you should tell me," he leaned a little close to you with a smirk, making your heartbeat speed up. "Which formula should be used?"

"Fuck this," you muttered, pushing the books aside before straddling Wooyoung's lap.

"Took you long enough," he chuckled, and you crashed your lips on his. He instantly kissed you back, hands moving to grip your waist. You wouldn't admit it to anyone, but you have been dreaming about kissing Wooyoung the second he talked back to you a year ago.

You pulled away to litter his neck in kisses, sucking the skin gently. He groaned softly, making you smirk. "Fan of neck kisses?"

"You have no idea," he said, hands moving underneath your skirt to grip your bare inner thighs. He gave it a squeeze, making you involuntarily grind down on him. He moaned at the feeling, encouraging you to do it again. You moved your lips back to his, grinding on him even more. Wooyoung's hands slipped into your panties, grabbing your ass to help you grind down on him faster. The friction made you moan, craving for more. You tugged on his shirt, breaking the kiss to let him pull it off. You ran your hand down his toned torso in awe, loving the feeling of his abs beneath your fingertips. Your eyes widened at the tattoo above his hip bone. "You have a tattoo?!"

Wooyoung gripped your hips, moving you off of him so that he could hover over you. "Mhmm, bet you never expected the nerdy school president to have a tattoo, huh?" Your hands moved to his hair, playing it with while he began to kiss your neck, driving you crazy.

Wooyoung kissed down your chest till where your shirt was unbuttoned. He glanced up at you, fingers toying with the buttons. "Can I?" he asked. You nodded, letting him unbutton your shirt and slip it off you. You sucked in a breath when he ran his fingers over the lacy material of your bra.

"Take it off," you whined, making him chuckle.

"Patience, baby," he said, one hand gently rubbing your thigh.

But you really didn't have any patience right now.

You brought his lips to yours while you moved his hand to touch you where you desperately needed him, surprising him a little. He kissed you back hungrily while his finger moved on your clothed clit, applying pressure, making you get wetter. Your moans made him smirk; he loved how he was the reason behind it.

You both got startled at the sudden sound of his garage opening. He halted his movements, pulling away from you instantly.

"One of my parents is back from work," he said, quickly putting on his tank top and handing you your uniform shirt. You quickly buttoned it and straightened out your hair; you really did not want Wooyoung's strict parents to suspect anything since they already did not like the idea of him tutoring you in his final year of high school.

Wooyoung's father knocked on his bedroom door before opening it, finding you and Wooyoung busy writing equations.

"Oh, hey, dad! How was work?" Wooyoung asked with a sweet, innocent smile like as if he wasn't smirking a few minutes ago while touching you.

"Hello, Mr. Jung," you said politely.

"Hello, Y/N," he said. "Work was all right, as usual. How is your tutoring session going?"

"Good, dad," Wooyoung said, trying to control himself from smirking. "It's going really great."

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0606-hyuck · 3 years

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BOYFRIEND!TEN

includes:

♡ before the relationship

♡ becoming comfortable/humour

♡ relationships with other members

♡ jealousy/pda/flirting

♡ disagreements

♡ dates/texting/social media

♡ languages/"i love you"

masterlist

enjoy!

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♡ before the relationship ♡

you'd been friends with ten for ages before you actually started dating

you were both in each others social circles and because you saw each other so much you ended up being really close friends

ten was always so random and fun to be around

like he was always encouraging you to do wild stuff and embarrass yourself with him

or like sit and gossip about people you knew

and eventually you started getting feelings for him

you don't even know why and you were cursing yourself for having a crush on your weird-ass best friend

one day you were at his for a sleepover and he asked you whether you had a crush and you simply said it was him

you knew that ten was really easygoing and if he didn't like you back then sure, things might be awkward for a little while, but you'd go back to acting like nothing happened pretty quickly

he was surprised but didn't really show it, instead he confessed that he'd liked you for ages as well

"omg wow thats so cool that we both like each other, who knew"

"does that mean we're dating now?"

lmao and just like that you started dating

♡ becoming comfortable/humour ♡

the way ten treated you when you started dating didn't change much

he clowned you and teased you as much as possible

but he was also more affectionate with you

like you'd had a comfortable relationship before and would cuddle together

but now he felt really proud and confident about doing stuff like that

is just so smug that he gets to call himself your boyfriend

a LOT of teasing in your relationship

to the point where everyone is like "do y'all actually like each other or are the jokes about ten's tiny pp just for lolz"

also play-fighting where you'll both end up in a heap of giggles

and it literally comes out of nowhere too

you just be chilling and oop suddenly you're wresting with your boyfriend

you know he's getting a lil too comfortable when he will just fall asleep on you

literally no matter what you're doing, if he's feeling tired he'll just flop on you

lowkey crushing you but it's fine, he's comfortable

"babe, i need to finish this thing"

"i know, lemme just have a quick nap here"

and you'll end up not being able to move because he's fully fallen asleep on you

on the topic of sleeping/cuddling, ten doesn't really mind how you sleep together

he's totally fine being the big spoon

but also he won't say no to sleeping in your arms if you want to be the big spoon

lots of random whispers into your ear to try make you laugh

you're lying there like "??? what is this boy even talking about" but it's entertaining

he'd also randomly poke you in the sides as you're trying to sleep and make you squirm

maybe even tickle you just for fun lol

you two will lie together anywhere

okay so since you're dating ten, you're stuck with yangyang for life

i'm talking in his bed, the couch in the wayv dorm, the subway, everywhere

♡ relationships with other members ♡

since ten is such an older brother figure for him, you automatically become an important person in yangyang's life too bc you're always with ten

but don't be mistaken, yangyang now has another source of material to tease ten with

yangyang loves to pretend that seeing you and ten be affectionate together is physically sickening, and will sometimes bring hendery in on the teasing

likes to tease ten that you're only with him because you're actually secretly blind

but you know that yangyang is really happy for you and ten

likewise, the other members all accept you really fast

probably because you're always at their dorm with ten lol

they all like to tease him and say "omg this must be the end of the earth because ten is dating someone!" but they would be really disappointed if you guys broke up

♡ jealousy/pda/flirting ♡

ten is sooooo greasy with his flirting

he's always pulling really cringey lines out of nowhere

and he KNOWS they're cringey, that's why he says them

also he's really cocky with it too lol

but the second you flirt back he's like "oh my god" and doesn't know how to act

ten absolutely loves showing you off

loves giving you kisses in public, holding your hand, just generally showing the world that you're taken

i reckon it would come from a slightly possessive part of him

like "this is my partner and no one else gets to have them" type beat

but obviously not to the point when it gets abusive lol

he just wants everyone to know you chose him and he's with you

i get the feeling that ten would get jealous if he saw people getting too friendly with you

if he saw someone flirting with you he'd stop it right away

he wouldn't confront the person about it, in fact he probably wouldn't even acknowledge them

he'd just walk over and get your attention and drag you away

♡ disagreements? ♡

honestly i could see his jealousy causing disagreements/arguments sometimes

ten would joke about how you're trying to ditch him for someone else, but you know it's coming from a place of insecurity

he could feel insecure that he's going to lose you

because GAWD DAMN you're so wonderful and you chose him out of everyone??

so he's always worried that you might be looking for other options even when you're just having a friendly conversation with someone

initially you'd tell him to give you space and not be so jealous all the time

but when you actually realise where the jealousy is coming from, you'd feel bad

it would hurt your feelings that ten would think you'd ever cheat on him or flirt while you were dating him

and it would probably take a while for you to understand where each other are coming from

but after awhile and a lot of honest conversations he'd relax and you'd have a better understanding of his insecurities

♡ dates/texting/social media ♡

your dates are always very unplanned and spontaneous

he will just text you something like "meet me down at the store in 15 mins, we're having a picnic at the park"

or you'll go shopping together and pick ugly outfits out for each other

ten is really good at texting you regularly

the texts are...all over the place sometimes, but at least they're consistent

likes to send you pictures of funny things he's seen that day

like maybe a funny hat someone's wearing or a dog with a colourful vest on

also writes really long paragraphs about embarrassing things he's done today

you never get a good morning text

it's always something like "i tripped and accidentally pushed a pregnant lady down the subway stairs and then ran away because i didn't know what to do"

but always very entertaining

around 40% of his social media is pictures of you two together

like don't get me wrong, he loves showing you off, but he also likes showing himself off too LMAOO

he takes really good selfies of you two together though

and they're always really aesthetic with good lighting

likes to do homemade photoshoots with you where you get all dressed up and take pics for insta

even if you don't want to be in a photo yourself, he's making you be his personal photographer

throughout the course of your relationship your photo taking skills have increased tenfold due to the amount of photos he gets you to take of him

but it's always heaps of fun

♡ languages/"i love you" ♡

i think ten would probably prefer to speak with you in english or korean, simply because i feel like he is the most comfortable with them

if your native language was something other than that, i feel it could go one of two ways

either he'd just say "fuck it, what's adding another language to my collection" and learn it really quick

orrrr he would try his best for a little while but be too tired from speaking literally four other languages and just kinda eventually give up lol

it's not because he doesn't want to, it's because he can talk to you in a language you both already know and so he's not worried about a language barrier

ten would be the first one to say "i love you"

you wouldn't be doing anything exciting or unusual when he said it

you'd just be cuddled up on the couch and he'd just say it out of nowhere

mind you this dude is hella whipped for you, so you're not really surprised lol

it would be such a peaceful moment and you'd say it back

and neither of you would make a big deal out of it but you'd both feel really content afterwards

ugh anyways this is cute, stan wayv pls

#neowritingsnet #nct #nct 2020 #nct imagine #nct scenario #nct ten #ten nct #wayv #wayv imagine #wayv scenario #wayv ten #ten wayv #ten #ten lee #hellabts

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joyisntyoj · 3 years

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04: LETTERS TO NOBODY OR MAYBE MAYARI

Seal stamps, stamps with whatever designs, papers and pens, stickers, pictures, dried flowers, heartwarming messages, and a lot more.

When was the last time you wrote something on a literal piece of paper for someone?

Have you ever personally given someone a handwritten letter or sent it from the post office?

Is writing a letter still a thing today, or you just use whatever app you have because what is the point if other ways are more convenient, right?

Maybe, you are more the vocal type of person and, you just say what you feel instead of writing it down?

Perhaps, you are none of the above because what is important is your presence in their lives and, that is more than enough?

Still, how lovely it is to keep something that has sentimental value. It unnecessarily means that you are hoarding something because what's to not treasure from precious memories in a small piece of paper in an envelope?

This story is for those who never get tired of expressing themselves in whatever form they know, but most especially to those who write.

May you never run out of papers, inks, and thoughts to compose. to more unforgotten memories preserved in letters.

^^^

To: Mayari.

How are you? I wish things were getting better, just like what I always pray. These days, sleeping at night suddenly became serene as well as waking up in the morning. Sometimes my days are dull and typical...I believe? But most of the time, it's either I'm feeling blue or extra sad, or was that the same? I kept on blaming the pandemic, but for real, I'm just a mess. Silent battles are truly tough. I wish I had the courage and strength just like yours. Be safe. Stay sane. I'm really trying my best to be legit all right.

With so much love and kindness always and all ways,

Liway.

Liway is the name, exhausted with life. Mayari, someone out there, maybe a supreme being or plausibly not always receives Liway's letters. Sometimes Liway writes 10 messages at once and sometimes none at all. Mayari is the only recipient of such letters that even Liway never knew they were received by the random recipient it thought was just nobody. It all genuinely started on having a recipient written on the "To:" part at the post office. Though seriously, it doesn't even have any home address. It's super weird that it's for Mayari and no address, and were received.

HOW?

^^^

To: Mayari.

The night has come. This time, it feels heavier than usual. Tears are suddenly falling. I noticed that an unwelcome visitor came. The familiar pain is hugging me again, so tight that breathing is getting harder. I hate everything. Yet, I came to realize a lot of things. Afterward, I'm feeling blessed and grateful. Am I getting crazy? Before I went to bed, at the dinner table, I felt uncomfortable with the conversation we had, my family, about myself back then. I really hate it when they keep on bringing up what happened in the past. I already moved on... I think... so can they stop mentioning those moments? Honestly, whenever anything from the past is introduced again and remembered, I tend to feel like it just happened yesterday. Everything is coming back so fresh and new; fun, pain, sweats, and tears. I hate it.

PS. Mayari, can you send me some courage? Preferably in capsules, So I can have it in my intakes and be sure I'll be really having it in my system literally.

With so much love and kindness always and all ways,

Liway.

Continues writing so many letters filled with how living is like. Liway felt tired and exhausted. A few days ago, it was super overwhelmed that crying is unavoidable. Then this morning, Ms. Walmy called for a little chat and checking up because it's never too bad to check up on somebody, most especially when you're a counselor. It's your job, so uh? Anyway, though Liway was out of focus on the call, it was able to be accomodating and warm in return. It reciprocated the thoughtfulness with a sweet smile.

^^^

To: Mayari

Hey! Today I was mad because firsthand, I experienced that thing I usually hear from other people. The "don't-post-something-revealing-on-social-media-but-love-yourself-but-that's-not-appropriate". Well, I don't even know why I'm reacting super outrage towards it. Because knowing that my family is just concerned for me since the internet is frankly scary. I mean, I did nothing wrong, so why? Maybe deciding to be confident on the internet is not necessary for them. But for me, it is! So how should I deal with this? A friend consoled me, and I feel better. Still tho, my mood is already ruined. Oh gosh.

With so much love and kindness always and all ways,

Liway.

Welcoming a new week, the usual Liway is busy with the household chores. Some may find it stressful, but this one is pretty different. Scrubbing the floor, washing the dishes, brooming on the side. Later on, folding the clothes, fixing the bed, and a lot more things. It looks like it'll be tiring its body out until the nose bleeds, and passing out is the last resort to rest. How come it's easier to clean an actual mess than the one inside the head and heart?

^^^

To: Mayari.

Beloa visited me today. My childhood and the only friend left I have up to this day from elementary school. If you get what I mean? It's been a long time since we had a chat, especially that things are super complicated these days. She's doing really well, and I couldn't be more proud. I'm still amazed at how we manage to be friends because we both don't like each other to begin with. It's so funny that we even pulled each other's hair in the 4th grade while the class is taking the annual picture for the school year remembrance. What are the odds in this even, right? HAHAHA. Today was warm and bright.

With so much love and kindness always and all ways,

Liway.

Dates suddenly don't vary in these letters. Even the concept of time is somehow gone. What's important is regardless of not having these "important details" like the usual, Liway can keep up and be consistent in sending its letters. Liway never missed a chance to send a letter to the address less recipient, which left the post office staff to ponder with it. But as time goes by, Alle, the clerk, is no more surprised 'coz she's used to everything now. The envelopes unfailingly vanished the moment it was dropped inside the mailing box. Indeed, a magical mailbox.

^^^

To: Mayari.

I never knew how amazing pretending could be. You know that thing where someone usually says I'm okay, but really not? The inner saboteur that was triggered by their trauma is real-real-real. A car is useless when it's not moving if you wanted to travel to faraway places. Does that make sense?

PS. It sucks that our bathroom is the only "semi-safe space".

With so much love and kindness always and all ways,

Liway.

Polar bears are really fascinating. They get to hibernate. Then, after the time being, back on hunting and living their lives. Ligaya was one of Liway's hero. A lot knew Ligaya for being a superhero, although she does not have that fantasy powers. Just like the polar bears, too, Ligaya has been hibernating for quite some time but kept on saying that she was not. Liway saw it all. Maybe a bear's hibernation is different from a human-being, hmm?

^^^

To: Mayari.

IDK what to say, but I just wanted to be consistent at the very least in sending you letters.

PS. The radio was broken, but in my head, it's working. It kept on playing nonstop music. Is this a poetic way of saying I'm overthinking things?

With so much love and kindness always and all ways,

Liway.

^^^

To: Mayari.

A lot happened lately. Somebody lost a precious one, and here I am, having a renaissance moment. It's a crazy ride, but for all it's worth, the pea has grown into a beautiful plant. Hope it made sense coz finally, everything is making sense to me now. Little by little, slowly and surely.

With so much love and kindness always and all ways,

Liway.

^^^

To: Mayari

Hey!! I hope you are doing great!!! These days, everything felt surreal. I get to be active everywhere. It's draining, yet I feel so alive than ever. I had this thought that time is indeed just a concept, hmm? I mean, anytime is the right time to do what you want and whatever it is. Nothing is too late, most especially when it comes to growth. OH, being late in class still counts but FOR REAL RIP TO THE ONLINE CLASS SETUP -_-

PS. May we never run out of time to be the best versions of ourselves. LOVE WHOEVER YOU WANT. fck the situation, but SOON, GO ANYWHERE YOU WANT. SPEND FOR YOURSELF AND FOR YOUR LOVED ONES. FEEL EVERYTHING.

PSS. May we leave this world with fewer regrets and more amazing memories.

With so much love and kindness always and all ways,

Liway.

Quite a lot of letters were already sent. The post office is getting more and more letters, as well as Mayari. Still, NO REPLY. Maybe some other, Liway will be able to hear Mayari's words.

^^^

To: Mayari.

*here's an envelope just in case you want to write me something*

With so much love annd kindness always and all ways,

Liway.

'Tis the season to be jolly. LOL Nah. Liway has been out for the past weeks. By out, means on a hibernation mode. A L O T R E A L L Y happened. It's hard to put it into words. I guess Liway will end these letter-sending shenanigans or just lazy and trying to give out some excuses //

^^^

To: Mayari.

Ever since I was taught how to move around the kitchen, I've been assigned to be Mom's assistant while cooking for the feast every event/occasion we'll be celebrating. It's tiring but super fun. Getting your fingers bleed and while unaware is cool LOL~

PS. Why does it feel so good to overthink things while doing the dishes? What's with that scenario.........

With so much love and kindness always and all ways,

Liway.

Tireless hands, heart, and mind with countless thoughts and feelings, papers, and pens everywhere—WRITING; it surely is one of the best ways to vent. Though letters can’t hug and wipe one's tears, witness waves of laughter, ease the pain, and such, the comfort from every word written is more than enough.

Suddenly time barge in and reminded me that this is enough. THIS IS ENOUGH FOR 2020...

A new chapter has arrived, and maybe it's time to move forward. Maybe this is where it all gonna stop for a while. I mean, writing is somehow tiring, literally. Probably, Mayari might reply with the number of letters sent anytime soon, so maybe waiting is all that needed.

No rush in moving on.

MAY YOU GET THE REPLY YOU LONG FOR SO LONG.

PRIORITIZE YOURSELF AND HAVE COURAGE.

BE KIND ALWAYS AND ALL WAYS.

💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

Little did nobody know, Liway is writing a letter to her "ideal" self.

The letter-sending-to-nobody thingy of Liway is really mind-boggling, right?

Mayari is Liway. Liway is Mayari.

The things that Liway wanted to say but cannot articulate well were always sent to Mayari. Mayari is the version of Liway it wishes to become in the future.

The weak Liway longs and hopes to have "that" someone by her side to look up to. That's why she always writes letters and keeps them in the memory box.

The post office thingy was actually her shared room at home: the table at the corner with no lights but so much mess. It's that post office.

It's pandemic, so how can a post office be open and how brave she is to go out, right?

That saying, "be the hero you wanted to have when you were little", is the best explanation of Liway's way of venting and expressing.

Nobody knows when Mayari will come to life because it's no certainty that we can be the ideal self we all wanted to happen.

For now, Liway is fighting her battles and screaming louder to the universe,

UNTIL WHEN DO I HAVE TO FEEL THIS WAY?

To be continued...

Happy New Year, Mayari. ✨💜

This is like an excerpt from my quarantine shenanigans for 2020 LOL.

#newyear #writing #vent #shortstory #letter

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blewthecandleout · 5 years

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This post is coming to you from I'm tired because I've been in a car driving across BC for 9 hours

But here's some more thoughts about why Lover is gay after listening to it for the first time in a while and for some reason we're doing this now

ok so

I can kind of get why the GP wouldn't get that London boy is a satirical song bc I didn't get that about blank space when I first listened to it (before I knew about kaylor) but that is definitely a child crying and it is immediately noticeable from the first listen and it COMPLETELY destroys any notion that this song is serious

Also the way the background beat kind of shudders and breaks down like a car engine after the first chorus and then she immediately springs into BUT NOW I LOVE HIGH TEA just kind of suggests the whole I love English boys thing is completely fake and put on

The public ally songs are bombastic and loud (YNTCD, The Man also I guess) but the actual I am a lesbian vibes are subtle and delicate and I think it's all in the way the more "audacious"" songs eg YNTCD and LB songs sound versus it's nice to have a friend and false god and daylight

Literally compare the difference between the former and the latter and tell me she isn't purposefully showing how there's a wall between her public IDGAF WHAT U THINK persona and her very delicate very real very gay feelings

Anyway London boy is about Idris Elba

What if. Ok I had this amazing thought but idk if it's been brought up because I haven't really been following stuff lately but, what IF death by a thousand cuts is about them having to closet their relationship after kissgate???

They bordered up the room with the chandelier, sounds like there was a party in that room, sounds like it was something they both agreed on doing

My time my wine etc etc etc - She is SO USED to beind loud and shouting about her relationship with karlie by appearing everywhere together, spreading it all over social media, just bring really out and proud and making herself so publicly as well as privately Karlie orientated that knowing she now has to completely sever public ties as meanwhile Karlie goes back in the closet is like really devastating for her (she cut off her nose just to spite her face and she hated her reflection for years and years!!!)

Reflection = social media, public persona, Instagram

I am now obsessed with this death by a thousand cuts theory and she still doesn't know if it's going to be ok!!!

TBC probably

#Taylor swift #kaylor #gaylor swift #kayspiracy

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absinthc-blog · 5 years

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( kim seokjin, cismale, he/him, 26. ) — CHOI MINWOO, better known to the authorities as PROMETHEUS, has been working for the kumiho for around SEVEN YEARS as a COORDINATOR. rumor has it, they can be ADAPTABLE & CONCILIATORY but also HAUGHTY & MATERIALISTIC which is why crystal champagne flutes, black cards, cigar smoke, and tailored suits makes me think of them.

okay first and foremost i want to say a genuine THANK YOU to each and every one of you for showing interest in this group ! truly, it's been my baby for a while now & i'm so glad i was able to ( with help from ness, obviously ) bring it back for all of us to enjoy ! words can't express how grateful i am for all of you & for the out pour of love and support we've received for kumiho ! now... onto the usual intro stuff !

hello, i'm gem, i'm 21+, i go by she / her pronouns and i live in the cst timezone ! i absolutely love pain, angst & ruining my characters lives. i also tend to use memes all the time so if we're talking.. just prepare for memeage. also a fun fact that literally know one asked for but i'm giving it to you anyways: i cried the first time i ever saw a corgi in real life & proceeded to run across a busy street to be able to pet it ! okay now for real, onto the things you're really here for !

this dude right here is minwoo, he's a tiny bit of a trashy mess but honestly i can't seem to play characters that aren't a mess ? his backstory is still a work in progress, but below the cut is basic stats / bullet proof bio / personality traits / basic wanted plots & a few more random things !

if you'd like to plot, feel free to add me on discord ( 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾 𝕆𝕆𝔽.#9330 ), im me or SMASH that little heart button & i'll come to you !

GENERAL INFORMATION.

full name: choi minwoo. nickname(s): min, woo, minnie. date of birth: tbd. age: twenty-five. nationality: korean. spoken languages: korean, english, chinese, japanese, thai, french, spanish, german & russian. gender: cismale. pronouns: he / him / his. sexuality: bisexual. faceclaim: kim seokjin ( jin ) of bts. BACKGROUND. hometown: daegu, south korea. current residence: seoul, south korea. financial status: upper class. occupation: coordinator. family connections: tbd.

EXTRA INFORMATION.

myers briggs: entp-a. ( the debater. ) enneagram: seven. ( the enthusiast. ) temperament: choleric. moral aligment: neutral evil. hogwarts house: slytherin. sin: gluttony. virtue: pride. zodiac: tbd. element: fire.

BIOGRAPHY.

born and raised in daegu, south korea.

parents were both incredibly well known. one being a lawyer, one being a ceo of a multi-million dollar corporation.

they weren't around a lot due to how busy their schedule was, so minwoo was mostly raised by the nannies / maids that were always around.

there was a tiny bit of resentment that minwoo held towards his parents for never being around that he'd take that out on the nannies, so much so they had a hard time keeping a full-time nanny hired. they'd constantly quit their jobs due to how minwoo treated them.

after a while, though, the choi's were able to find one nanny in particular that didn't take minwoo's attitude personally & didn't allow it to effect their job. in fact, they started to reprimand min for the way he was acting out.

at first, of course, minwoo didn't take well to that at all. he got more angry, started getting more of an attitude. but after a while, he grew tired of it.. finally breaking down & it was then that the nanny figured out why he was lashing out at every person that happened to be doing the job his parents were supposed to be.

minwoo started to calm down after that day, finally starting to realize that it wasn't the nannies fault that his parents were always working and couldn't be around to raise him like he really wanted them to be.

it was then that his grades started to get better, attitude improving almost completely. sure, there were days where it still got to him, but for the most part he stopped taking it out on everyone but the people actually responsible for the way he felt.

his school days after that went really well, acing all of his classes and staying at the top of his grade the entire time. things got different around high school, though. his parents started breathing down his neck about either becoming a ceo or a lawyer.

neither of those things is actually what minwoo wanted to do, fully unsure of what he wanted to do with his life. but he didn't want to let either of them down, so in his free time he ended up studying for both things.

completely letting his 'free' time go in order to please both of his parents caused him to start building up his aggression & resentment once more.

he couldn't take it for much longer, his parents constantly yelling at him to get his shit together caused him to hate school, hate studying for both things that he doesn't want to do...

so one day, he snapped. his father bursting through his room as he was taking a break only to start yelling & instead of falling back into line, minwoo got up & got in his father's face and began yelling back. telling his father that what his parents wanted him to do wasn't what he wanted at all.

his father didn't take too kindly to that, basically telling minwoo that if he didn't want to do either of the things his parents wanted him to do, he could move out and deal with life on his own.

to prove a point, that's exactly what minwoo did, moving into his aunt's house as he finished high school, finding multiple part-time job that'd pay the bills he needed to pay as well giving his aunt some for rent just because she willingly let him in.

those were also something he didn't want to do, but he did them anyways just to be able to have some sort of income.

after he graduated high school, he had tons of colleges that wanted him to join them just because of how good his grades were, but that also didn't seem to be something he wanted to do.

he declined each and every one of them with little to no regret, his aunt supporting the decision even though she wanted to see him do something better with his life.

those words stuck with him as he finally moved out of her home & into a small apartment, busting his ass to constantly be able to pay bills.

it wasn't until he met someone at the bar he worked at that his life started to take a turn for the better. the mastermind happened to frequent the place he worked, always giving minwoo a hard time about doing better things with his life, only for minwoo to brush it off.

but one night, min finally got curious, asking the mastermind what that meant. that's when the offer to join the kumiho was set in place. the mastermind had seen how determined minwoo was, overheard min talking about the four shitty jobs he had to work in order 'survive' just because he didn't want to even touch the money his parents constantly kept sending him just out of spite.

minwoo actually started out in the kumiho as a runner, getting things that the crew needed & hiding in plain sight.

however, the second that the mastermind found out about minwoo's studies, they were quick to suggest something more, explaining the difficulties of being a coordinator & explaining why they thought minwoo would be perfect for the job.

minwoo was skeptical at first, though it only took a few days of debating with himself before he agreed & ever since then, he's done his best. he wanted to make sure that the mastermind was proud of the choice they'd made.

PERSONALITY.

most of the time, minwoo seems pretty cocky & sarcastic.

can be extremely blunt when it comes to certain things, even if his words might happen to hurt someone else.

extremely selfish for the most part, always looks out for himself before he looks out for others... but he does still care about others, even though he barely shows it.

also loves to "one up" others, it's the competitive side of him but he usually does so in a playful / teasing way.

he's deep down really goofy & loves to have fun. loves to explore & goof off whenever possible.

has the tendency to hate commitment, so whenever feelings start getting involved, his knee-jerk reaction is to run & avoid it at all cost.

is one of those people who pretends to hate everything & be really serious but will dance around his room in his boxers when he thinks no one can see him.

a very two-sided person but not in a way that could be seen as fake.. he's just got a very serious side of him vs the goofy, fun loving one that doesn't get to be seen as often.

extremely serious when it comes to his job, though. will call people out on the smallest of mistakes if he thinks it'll effect any of the heists. he really has no issue with confrontation & will do so if he thinks it's needed.

absolutely loves to cook, picked that up when he was living with his aunt. he started cooking dinner and meals so that his aunt didn't have to whenever she got home.

also a tiny a bit neat freak so he gets a tiny bit stressed out whenever headquarters is a little bit messy and will either just clean up the messes or get snippy with everyone until he figures out who did it.

loves fashion, constantly is seen going to fashion shows to try and keep up with the latest trends & constantly is buying clothes & accessories.

also loves cars, will buy the latest and greatest models of each and every sports car that comes out.

his 'socialite' side comes out the most during events where he's around a bunch of people, creating new ties with whoever he can knowing connections like those will help him gain new followers & things like that.

known for modeling & his instagram / social media posts, gaining a following just because of his 'ootd' posts as well as the snapchat videos he posts about his daily life.

PLOT IDEAS.

bad influence. ( on your muse. )

best friends.

brotp.

confidant.

current hook up(s).

drinking / party buddies.

drunken hook up.

enemies that used to be friends.

exes who ended on bad terms.

flirtationship.

will they / won’t they.

friends with benefits.

good influence. ( on minwoo. )

hate sex.

one night stand(s). ( past & present. )

partner in crime.

past hook up(s).

ride or die.

trouble makers.

unlikely friends.

#kumiho.intro #— ⟢ paging captain dumbass ⦂ ⋰ * ✧ out of character.

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iwillbringyouruin · 6 years

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Dom's smile

Okay so this is about something that I have noticed in the past and I don't know if I have gotten to the point where I am so focused on body language that I misinterpret things but well. I'm going to talk about it anyway. I have never had any lessons on body language so my interpretations and observations are solely based off of my own experiences.

see, this is a genuine and beautiful smile. He is comfortable with this picture being taken and he's kind of proud of where Muse is going, even though he doesn't really know what to think of all the possible futures yet. Also, he loves dogs so yeah.

To me, it looks like he was trying to genuinely smile in this one. Like, you can tell he was taken off guard also by the position of his shoulders. His hair is sorta messy and he hasn't shaved - Muse are touring and it's tiring.

A small reminder that in the late 90s, Dom was so shy and quiet in interviews that people sometimes didn't even notice him.

Another genuine smile - Dom is actually having fun. He is around people he has known for a very long time and whom he's comfortable with. They are in their trailer having a good quality time with a little distance to the on-going tour and he decides to be extra dorky and photobomb

Now these are moments from interviews. Matt usually manages to cheer Dom up and get him out of his comfort zone bit by bit.

More pictures that show Dom genuinely happy - drumming is his life, it's what he loves and is great at

at some point one or two years ago, these images of Dom with fans popped up on social media and I was shocked. To me, his smiles look extremely forced. He's only smiling with his teeth, not his eyes. The reason for that might be that the masses of people who want something from him are overwhelming but he is too kind-hearted to say no. And if it's not because he's overwhelmed by it, it's because touring just takes up a lot of energy and sleep so getting somewhere and having people wave their phones in your face doesn't sound like much fun.

What I think is that that very shy side of Dom is still there deep down and that the position Muse is now, popularity- and fame-wise, is keeping him from living it.

I'm sure Matt's sometimes impulsive, dominant and maybe even manipulative behaviour (there's another thread about that) might also contribute to that. Maybe he would like to have more alone time or at least enough time to get comfortable when he has to be around people.

I just hope that he takes care of himself enough to know when it's time to say that he needs some distance from what is happening :(

#a theory #dominic howard #muse #mine

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