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chrissturnsgirlll222 · 2 months

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second, never first

chris x fem!reader

summary - you grew up hating one guy all of high school but suddenly become close friends, but as time goes on feelings develop, only its one sided.

warnings - swearing, use of y/n, BOYS (no smut… for now lol)

word count - 700+??

NOT PROOFREAD

sitting next to chris during a scary movie when he is being set up with your best friend is wayy more terrifying than the conjuring let me tell you that. anna may be my best friend but i know what she i capable of and lets just say i cannot let her find out what is going on right now. for the first 30 minutes of the movie it was calm, mini jump scares here and there. each time there was a jump scare i would just jump and cover my eyes. but the movie got progressively scarier and thats how i ended up curled up next to chris with my knees up to my chest, hands over my eyes, head on his chest and his right arm on my back.

since matt and nick were sitting on a different couch i had no one else to turn to and i am a fucking pussy when it comes to scary movies. im a romance girl my favourite movies include kissing and heartfelt confessions not people in chair flipping upside down because of a demon taking over their body.

“are you sure your ok to finish this movie, we can turn it off.” chris whispers looking down at me, “uhhh” i say out loud. “its ok i can finish it.” i say looking at him as he chuckles and rubs my right shoulder.

if the situation was different i would be ecstatic to be cuddled up to chris right now but its wrong. i moved to sit up and chris removes his arm from me and grabs his water bottle off the coffee table and sips on it. the movie finally finishes and i let out the biggest sigh when its done.

“jesus y/n you look scared shitless it wasnt even that bad.” nick says. “dont think i didnt hear you audibly scream like 20 minutes ago.” i snap back. “ok” nick says sarcastically.

i grab my eyes from my purse and start my car, looking out the window to see if it actually started. “your leaving now?” chris asks. “well we have school tomorrow no?” i reply. “oh yeah” he says. “im gonna go grab a water from the fridge if thats ok.” i say “yep go ahead” chris says holding his hand out toward the hallway that leads to the kitchen. as im walking out i hear the boys mumbling.

“matt snap out of it.” i hear chris say in an annoyed tone as i walk back out to the living room. “im gonna take off now and hopefully am able to sleep tonight.” i smile. “ok thanks for coming” matt says, i smile at him and wave them off as i walk out.

later that night i got a text from chris

sunday 11:29pm

chris: be prepared for anna tomorrow

y/n: what are you talking about?????

chris: she completely blew up on me when i told her we had a movie night

y/n: did you tell her that your brothers were also included..

chris: yep

chris: she is still pissed

y/n: ok so i guess i will just go fuck myself

ring ring ring

i answer the face time with chris.

“chris what the fuck do you mean shes pissed, like jealous?” i exclaim. i knew this would fucking happen, anna is going to think me and chris are crossing her. “like i mean she thinks were hooking up and im using a movie night with my siblings to cover that up.” he states. “your fucking joking.” i say, “why the fuck doesnt she believe you i mean you guys are practically dating kissing every weekend and she thinks i want you because i set you two up?” i breathe. “ok kid calm down, she just needs reassurance from both of us.” he says shifting in his position on his bed. “you like her why would she believe you would want me in the first place.” i say.

“i dont know kid you tell me.”

thanks for reading xx

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sophswritingthings · 4 months

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ruin my life -- chapter 1

| warning(s): light swearing |

| a/n: modern mizu had such a grip on me, and now were here. |

| summary: an overlook into mizu's life before you enter it. |

| song rec: ruin my life -- zolita (for the story, in general) |

| word count: 776 words / 4,211 characters |

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mizu always kept to herself, she was never the loud type. always played a background role, even if people thought she should be in the spotlight.

never had she believed that before she met eiji.

eiji was an alumni at her school.. one of the many famous actors the school had produced. the amount of actors they had produced is why she really wanted to go to the school, in the first place.

and meeting him kind of changed her whole perception of her own talent, of her own mind. if someone who was so great could tell her all these great things about herself, they were true, surely.

"listen here, kid, nobody ever did anything by sitting on their ass and never getting anything done," he furrowed his eyebrows as they walked side by side, through the halls of the marbled school. "I know that better than anyone. you remind me of myself, when I went here."

she arched one eyebrow, "how come? im.. nothing like you, I mean.. you're this great actor and im just.. a college student who can barley pay their own tuition."

he gently gripped her shoulder, nodding, "exactly. do you think I was some great guy while I was in college? I didn't come from riches, kid, I could barley pay for this college when I was your age."

she adverted her gaze, a little sigh leaving her lips, "suppose that's true," mizu mumbled.

"and ive heard you do fencing," he tapped his cane against the ground, "as did i."

"oh--yeah. yeah, I know," a small smile crossed her lips. "its part of the reason I wanted to start. sort of, I guess."

"its a noble practice," he nodded, smiling a bit. "may I request to meet you, again, mizu? after your classes, tomorrow."

her eyes widened, gazing at him. someone as great as him, wanted anything to do with them?

"um, uh, yes." she stammered, "I'll meet you here."

and from then on, that's what they'd do. hours turned into days, and days turned into weeks that she would meet eiji for both fencing practice, and acting/college advice.

eiji was basically the father she had never had, someone to inspire her, push her forward.

her college life had improved, a little. not by much, but a little. she still lived in a small-ass college dorm with three other girls, sharing two sets of bunk beds in the room the size of a walk in closet.

"mizu? hey?" one of the girls, carrie, seemed to take an interest in her early. and of course, she had settled on the top bunk of mizu's bed. the girl popped down, swinging her head over mizu's bed. "you doin' anything tomorrow? me and some friends were going out and--"

mizu's head had almost immediately blocked out any word she said. she didn't want anything to do with this girl, nor what she was offering. she seemed to be the kind of girl to cling and never leave, and she was not about that. she'd come home crying over some new girl every week, she could guess, crying that they said she was "too clingy".

"uh--yeah. im working," mizu hissed, never looking up from her phone.

that wasn't a lie, actually, she had work at her average pay job as a barista. she had been working there ever since she got accepted into the college, how else would she pa her tuition?

not that it helped, much, it wasn't the best pay ever. and her tuition was more than 50,000 dollars a year--she was going to be in debt for more days than she thought she could count. but if she managed (and hopefully she would, with eijis help) to get a good gig, or few, she could pay it off in no time.

the coffee shop wasn't too bad, though. customers were usually quiet, besides the few that would come in every so often. she'd get okay tips, considering she tried to be as respectful as she could.

she had her friends. none of which attended the same school--they all had different majors. whom she considered her best friend, akemi, was in harvard law school miles away from them. taigen had gotten into law school, too, just not the same. (he definitely wasn't smart enough for harvard, that's for sure.) and ringo, the sweet culinary major she'd met going out for drinks, one night, with akemi. he was a mixologist, and despite his lack of hands--he was a wonderful one.

her life was calm. her life was quiet.

there was never anything absolutely interesting, about it.

that was--until you walked into it.

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skulla-rxcks · 1 year

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🧸CHAPTER TWO} I like you more than a roommate

Previous chapter

Paring: roommate!Hyuniin X fem reader

Rating: mature (eventually explicit)

Genre: friends to lovers, fluff, eventual smut

Chapter Warnings/things: none

!THIS IS PURE FICTION, NOTHING IN THIS IS REAL ITS JUST A STORY!

Your roommate Hyunjin is slowly catching feelings for you. You get more clingy to him as he helps you through your needs and issues, he loves you but doesn't know how to show it.

A/n: this one’s kinda boring but it’s relevant. Its also quickly written so

It’s been 3 days since the storm, Hyunjin’s been trying to get my attention for the past few days, I’ve been shoving him off though.. I overreacted more than usual that night. Yes, im afraid of storms and he knows that, I feel like an idiot, crying into his arms and being all cuddley like. I appreciate his comfort but the problem is I like him more than a roommate, more than a friend; I have feelings for him.

But now i don’t even know how to start up a normal conversation with him, I’ve been ignoring him for days! Getting over him would be helpful but i can’t when I practicality live with this guy!

“Hey, I’m sorry. I’ve been avoiding you since-“ I sigh opening the door to find him sketching away some flowers, the scribbling noises stop as I finish my words, I can’t say anything else it’s like my vocal chords froze and I couldn’t talk anymore, like something was squeezing them tight from the inside of my throat.

“Oh Hey! It’s fine don’t worry about it, we all need our own time sometimes. I totally get it.” He chuckles, my eyes stare at his perfect pink lips watching them part as he slips words out of his mouth, they’re so plump! I catch myself not paying attention.

“Uh- y-yeah, thanks..” I tilt my head down in embarrassment

I end up deciding to sit down next to him I open up my phone, beginning to do my own thing and check if anyones texted me or called me about something.

Which no one has, so I just stare at my screen and try to hide my embarrassment of what the fuck was going through my head. It’s just lips, everyone has lips, why are his so intriguing to me? I hate this so much.

“Whatchu looking at?” He leans toward me, causing me to jump slightly as he rests his chin on my shoulder.

What the hell do I say? I’m literally just straight up STARING at my Lock Screen like an idiot would.

“Uh, I just changed my Lock Screen and I’m deciding if I like it or not.”

Perfect, hopefully that’ll cover up whatever the fuck I’m doing. I’m pretty sure he’s only seen my Home Screen which is outstandingly lucky for a situation for this.

“Well I think it’s awesome, Hello Kitty right?”

He grabs my phone and points at it, smiling since he knows he’s right and loves being correct with whatever the heck he’s doing.

“Yeah! Hang on, got an email from our art professor, bloody hell.” I sigh, opening my phone holding it close to my chest scanning the email with my eyes.

“What is it?” Hyunjin questions, being the curious guy he is. “Art assignment, it’s due tomorrow. Must have missed it when I was checking my emails, it was sent last week..” I lie my head back against the wall groaning in disappointment.

“Well we should start now.. it’s tomorrow after all.”

He snatches my phone reading the assignment out loud. “team up with someone in your class on a collaborative acrylic painting, the canvas can be any size it’s your choice.” Hyunjin gives my phone back, his face scrunching up as he thinks of ideas.

“Oh I know! We could do a painting of a fairy resting in a flower, I could do most of the fairy and you do most of the flower!” I smile, hopping onto his lap in excitement, pushing down on his shoulders and looking into his eyes with a twinkle in my own.

“Oohhhh.. that’s a great idea, we should start now though, we don’t have much time.”

“Yeah. Good idea”

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seidenbros · 2 years

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Im sorry if this is too intense of a request, but I’ve been going through something lately and could use the comfort. Could you do a Eddie/fem!reader where they’re in a relationship and Eddie finds out your previous boyfriend was abusive?

Hello love! I'm really sorry to hear that, and if you ever want to talk, my inbox is always open, just so you know. If you just want to get something off your chest or want a shoulder to lean on: I'm here! That being said, I pushed this up on my to-do-list and just finished it (it's not beta'd though) So that you can hopefully get some comfort out of this and I didn't go too dark in some parts.

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!Reader Word count: 2598 something Warning/Tags: angst, hurt/comfort, domestic abuse, child abuse (mentioned), scars, violence, fluff in the end, Wayne Munson being our hero again (let me know if I missed something) Read on AO3

Two months. For two months, you’d officially been Eddie’s girlfriend now, but you’d met even before that, had gotten to know each other better, before he’d made a move and asked you out on a real date. At first, you’d been a little reserved, the memories of your ex-boyfriend still very vivid in your head, and they even haunted you at night, but Eddie had been so sweet, and hadn’t given up, so you’d agreed. After all, you’d already spent your afternoons together studying.

That was how it all had started, because you’d been paired up for a project. You’d started talking about a whole lot more than just the project. While you’d gotten some mix tapes from Eddie to give a listen to, he’d gotten a book from you that he had to give a chance. Sure, you knew that nothing would live up to The Lord of the Rings, but it was still one of your favourites. In the end, you’d told him that you’d go on a date with him if he read the book. The next day, he’d stood in front of you, book in hand and had started a whole conversation about it.

“Pick you up at seven tomorrow night,” he’d said when he’d left and ever since then, you’d spent pretty much every day together, still getting to know each other better, and falling deeper in love with each other. Still, there was a lot you hadn’t told him, but Eddie was patient.

While you loved feeling his hands on your skin, you hadn’t gone any further. You always tensed up when you felt his hands closer to the clasp of your bra. Not because you didn’t want this, but because of the memories that haunted you. Eddie always picked up on it, always told you, that you didn’t need to rush anything, but you couldn’t blame him for trying.

You’d slept over at his trailer a couple of times, had slept in his arms, or had at least tried to do so, but you were always scared that you’d wake up from the nightmares. So instead you’d stayed awake most of the night, had watched him sleep peacefully. Deep down you knew that Eddie would never hurt you, but that little nagging voice in your had told you that you’d thought the same about Luke. Until he’d raised his hand for the first time, until he’d done it again and again, had treated you like you were one of his belongings, not a human being. At one point, you’d gotten out, but only because he’d found some other girl that he’d liked more. You only hoped that he wouldn’t treat her the same way he’d treated you.

Luke was your past, not your present anymore, and it was a good thing that he’d left the school last year so that you didn’t have to see him anymore. Too bad, he hadn’t taken the memories with him. The scar close to your left temple would always remind you of him anyway.

Today, you’d spent all day outside, and were absolutely exhausted when you eventually lay in bed with Eddie, his arms wrapped around your middle, holding you close to him.

“You need your sleep, sweetheart. You can hardly keep your eyes open.” Eddie smoothed a hand over your hair before he pressed his lips to your forehead.

“I’m alright,” you whispered against his chest, stifling a yawn. You knew that you needed your sleep, but you were also afraid that you’d wake up drenched in your own sweat, yelling, because that had happened before. Your Mum had been by your side in no time, but even she didn’t know what had happened with Luke. You’d told her some sorry excuse that you’d tried to skateboard, because it had looked like so much fun, but you’d fallen off. You’d had to tell her something when the hospital had called her to pick you up.

“Sure you are.” You could hear the smirk in his voice, heard some rustling, before you looked up. “Just relax and I’ll read you something, ‘kay?”

How were you supposed to say no when he was holding your favourite book, the one you’d given him, that had led up to your first real date? He wasn’t even finished with the first page when you fell asleep with your head nestled on his chest.

It didn’t take long until you heard Eddie’s soothing voice, but it still held a hint of panick.

“It’s okay, it’s me, Y/N! It’s me, it’s Eddie!”

“No, no, no, no, no!” You mumbled still half asleep when your eyes suddenly opened, because you couldn’t move your hands anymore, hands wrapped firmly around your wrists. “LUKE, NO! Let me go!” You pushed yourself away, ripped your hands free and pressed your back against the wall behind you, chest heaving because you were breathing so hard. Your eyes needed a moment to adjust to the darkness in the room. Deep down, you knew where you were, but your nightmare was still so vivid, that it was hard to really comprehend what was going on.

“It’s not Luke, it’s Eddie,” he spoke to you again, keeping his hands up so that you could see them. His voice was still steady, but he was careful not to move too quickly. “It’s okay, you’re safe here!” While he didn��t yet know what had happened to you, he had a pretty good idea what might have caused your reaction.

“Ed… Eddie?” you whispered with a trembling voice, a sob ready to break out of you any moment now, and when he really came into focus, when you realised where you were that you were really safe, the tears started flowing. Eddie didn’t know what was the right thing to do now, whether you needed him to stay away or wrap his arms around you, so he just opened his arms for you, but stayed where he was to give you some space.

“I’m right here, sweetheart. Tell me what you need!” He wanted to help you, but he didn’t know how, but he was more than relieved when you threw yourself into his arms, curled up on his lap and buried your head in the crook of his neck. Eddie gently wrapped his arms around your body, placed both of his hands on your back and rubbed them slowly up and down. He could feel your tears against his skin, and he just held you in his arms, letting you cry your heart out, because it seemed like it was just what you needed.

You had no idea how long you’d been sitting there until you were finally able to raise your head again and look at him.

“I’m so sorry…” Your voice was hoarse from sobbing, which led up to a few hiccups. Your hands came up to rub at your eyes, brush the remaining tears away, because you were slowly calming down, feeling utterly safe in Eddie’s embrace.

“You don’t have to apologise, princess.” Eddie brushed his knuckles across your cheek, let his hand drop to take ahold of yours then. “You scared me there, but I’m more worried about you than anything else.”

Your eyes landed on his chest, where you saw the damage you’d done. There were scratch marks from your fingernails that hadn’t been there when you’d gone to sleep.

“I hurt you.”

“That’s nothing, really,” he reassured you, raising your hand to kiss each knuckle, hopefully calming you down a little more. “You were whispering in your sleep and then you started yelling and flailing your arms around. I was just worried about you.”

“Still… I’m sorry about this.” You touched your fingertips to the scratches as if to soothe them. You never wanted to hurt him, but now you had, even if you hadn’t really been in control of your own body.

“No more apologies, okay?” Eddie leaned forward to brush a kiss over your nose, not really sure whether it was okay to properly kiss you right now or not. He didn’t want to overstep any boundaries and make you feel safe here with him. A nod from you made him smile again. “Do you want to talk about it?” He felt you tense up a little bit again, which made him add: “You don’t have to. Just know that I’m here to listen, alright?”

No, you didn’t want to talk about it, but you felt the need to say it out loud. You wouldn’t heal if you kept this to yourself and pulled away from Eddie. You’d realised that you loved him, but hadn’t been able to tell him that yet. You hadn’t found the courage to speak the words.

“It’s just…” you started, but needed to take a deep breath, before you kept on talking. Honestly, you didn’t even really know where to start. “My ex…”

“Luke,” Eddie provided, because he wanted you to use his name, because it was one person who’d done this to you. He didn’t yet know what exactly, but he was prepared to find out.

“Yes…” You wet your lips with your tongue, eyes firmly on his chest, because you couldn’t look him in the eyes. Your hands still in his, the one thing you were holding onto, that was grounding you somehow. “I don’t even really remember when it started, but when he didn’t like what I had to say… he raised his hand.” Another deep breath, trying to push away the memories. “And then it happened more frequently… One time he hit me again and again and I ended up in hospital. That’s how I got this scar.”

You disentangled your hand from his, pushed the hair away from your temple and showed him the fine scar. Your eyes closed, when his fingertips touched the delicate skin. In the next moment, you felt his lips there, just a soft brush, but it still managed to make your lips curl up into a smile for a moment.

“And you didn’t tell them.” It wasn’t a question, and there was no judgement in his words, it was just what happened most of the time, and he knew what he was talking about.

“I told my Mum that I tried to skateboard and fell.” Your mother had believed you, or had at least not asked any more questions, so you’d never talked about what had really happened up until now.

“Yeah, we tend to do that,” Eddie said softly, which got your attention.

“We?”

Now, it was Eddie’s turn to sigh. He took your right hand and guided it through his hair to the back of his head, where you could feel a small scar, your fingers gently stroking over the skin.

“There were multiple reasons why I ended up living with my uncle. That’s one of them.” It hadn’t been the first time it had happened, but the last, because as soon as Wayne had found out, he’d taken the steps to get Eddie to live with him.

“Oh Eddie…” Cradling his face in your hands, you captured his lips in a soft kiss. Thinking about little Eddie going through this… it broke your heart, but it made you appreciate everything Wayne did and had done even more. He was a saint, really.

“It’s been years, but I’ve had nightmares as well.”

“How… did you deal with it?” you asked quietly, leaning your forehead against his, closing your eyes. Your hands dropped to his chest, feeling his heart beat beneath them, reassuring you that he was here, that this was real and everything else had really just been a nightmare.

“I talked about it.” Eddie put his hands on your waist to pull you close again. “I know how that sounds, and I didn’t open up at first as well, but Wayne was always there, listening, and once I talked about it with him, the nightmares ceased.” His thumbs brushed over your waist, before he pushed them to your back, rubbing soothing circles all over it. “They come back occasionally, but they are not as terrible anymore.” “What’s changed?”

“I’ve got people in my life that love me… and that I love.” Eddie brushed your nose with his making you look into his eyes. “People I trust.” His lips ghosted over yours before he pulled back slightly to look at you.

“I do trust you.” Your voice was soft, quiet, but he heard every word, and it filled him with pride. “And I… And I love you.” There, the words you’d been too afraid to speak were out now, but after tonight, after you’d finally been able to talk about what had happened, you felt so relieved that you had to tell him.

“If that wasn’t clear before, I love you, too. You belong to these people that make my life a whole lot better.” Eddie leaned down and kissed you. A proper kiss this time that lingered, that touched your soul and made you crave even more.

“I should have told you sooner.”

“No.” Eddie quickly shook his head and sat up a little more. “You needed your time, and that’s perfectly fine. Just know that I’ll always be right here to listen, sweetheart. Whenever you need me, I’ll be there.”

“Stop, or you’ll make my cry again!”

“As long as you’re not crying in pain or fear… it’s a good sign, right?”

“Yeah, probably,” you had to admit as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him close again, connecting your lips with his in a sweet kiss. For a moment, you stayed just like this.

“I just have one question,” Eddie broke the silence, framing your face with his hands again so that he could look in your eyes. “That no good bastard… where is he?”

“Not in Hawkins anymore. He graduated last year and left the town as quickly as possible.”

“Good.” “Why you asking?”

“Just thought I’d give him a piece of mind, defend your honour and shit.” Eddie grinned at you, gave your waist a gentle squeeze.

“You’re an idiot,” you said with a laugh, shaking your head. It was the sweetest and at the same time the dumbest thing he’d ever told you, because you really didn’t want him anywhere near Luke, because he’d only get into trouble. But that he wanted to defend your honour was something right out of a book or a movie, and so sweet, you simply had to kiss him.

“Yeah, your idiot, don’t forget that!” he whispered against your lips, before he sealed them with his again.

No, no that was something you definitely wouldn’t forget. He was yours and you were his in the best way possible.

“How about you get some sleep now? You must be exhausted.”

“Yeah… I am.” The nightmare had been draining enough, talking about it had done the rest, but at least, you were feeling a lot more relaxed now, relieved even. “What about you?”

“Oh, I’ll just watch over you for a bit until I’m sure that you’re sound asleep and no nightmares will haunt you for the rest of the night.”

You had no idea how he wanted to achieve that, because he couldn’t control what you were dreaming, but it worked. No more nightmares woke you that night, and ever since opening up to Eddie, the nightmares were becoming less and less. You’d always carry the scars on your body and soul, but now you had someone who understood you, someone you trusted, and someone who’d do anything to protect you.

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jappleseedoree · 21 days

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stay warm || kim gyuvin smau ♪～(´ε｀ ) (5️⃣)

genre: fluff and comedy (hopefully 😭)

MULTIPART SMAU (ignore timestamps!!)

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you got out of the shower wearing a hoodie and sweatpants. you entered the room where Gyuvin and Gunwook sat. “y/n, where’s your brother's shower? he said i could use it.” Gyuvin asked, as soon as you entered the room. “oh, it’s just down the hall. the one with the moon hanging on the door knob”, “okay thanks” he said, smiling.

when he came out, he had a towel in his hand, drying his damp hair. he looked cute, slightly pouting while drying his hair. that, you couldn’t deny. “are you kinda hungry…” he asked you. “yeah, are you?” you were pretty hungry, volleyball had used up most of your energy. “mhm… Gunwook, are you?”, “nah, not really, you guys can eat if you want” he said looking up at you two. “okay let’s eat at the table then” you said to Gyuvin, giving him a little smile.

Gyuvin flipped his hair from the front to the back, sprinkling your face with water droplets “dude, dry your hair! you just splashed me with the whole ocean!” you said while drying the drops of water on your face. “sorry!” he giggled. you two grabbed snacks from the pantry and sat on the sofa, staring at the TV that displayed nothing but a black screen. you attempted to open the bag of chips but it was tightly sealed “can you open it for me”, “what’s the magic woooord?” Gyuvin teased. “ah, seriously!” you slapped his arm while shoving the bag into his hands.

Gyuvin opened the package, which exposed his biceps. “open your mouth” faving you, holding a chip in his hand. “i can feed myself”, “nooo,” he stamped his feet on the group, making you laugh from how cute he looked. “ah, pleaseee!” he begged. you gave in, opening your mouth, and Gyuvin tossed the chip into your mouth. he started laughing, dropping his head forwards, onto your knees.

you pushed his head off of your knees, using your hands to bring his head up. you cupped his face, squishing his cheeks. “your cheeks are so squishy” you said, cackling. “ah, stop…” you grabbed your hands away, shoving one into the bag of chips, making you grab one and feed it to him. “OW, GYUVIN! you bit my finger!”, “sorryy!!”

you finished snacking with Gyuvin and headed back to your room, greeting Gunwook with a sweet smile. “do you guys wanna watch something?” you asked them, “sure!” and you went to grab your TV remote to turn it on. you got comfortable in your bed and turned on the television. Gyuvin, going with the plan that he and Giselle made, rested his head on your shoulder. you could lightly feel his breath grazing your forearm. Gunwook sat on the other side of you, watching the movie intently. with Gyuvin laying his head on you, you couldn’t focus on the movie at all. instead, you focused on making sure you didn’t make Gyuvin uncomfortable, mentally and physically.

after 3 long hours, the movie ended. the three of you had managed to stay up however Gunwook and Gyuvin were getting tired. “i’m tired, im gonna sleep on the couch, goodnight” Gunwook started heading out of the room, going to the living room. “you don’t wanna sleep here?” you asked, “i don’t think there’s enough space…”, “i can bring in a mattress if you want”, “no it’s okay” he said, smiling. “okay then, goodnight Gunwook”

“i guess it’s just us now…” Gyuvin said, rubbing his eyes with his wrist, bent. “do you wanna do anything?” you asked him, “mmm, i don’t know, if you wanna do something i wouldn’t mind but if you wanna sleep, i wouldn’t mind either”, “it’s 3am… we have school tomorrow, i think we should sleep” you said, giggling, giving Gyuvin your gummy smile. Gyuvin went to turn off the lights and got onto the bed. you laid on your side, hugging a pillow and Gyuvin just slept on his back. “y/n, i could replace the pillow your hugging, if you want” Gyuvin said, in a whiny but sleepy voice. “then come here” you said, discarding the pillow you were hugging, now, outstretching your arm to let Gyuvin lay his head on your chest and cuddle you.

you crawled onto your upper body, laying on it and wrapping his arms around your waist. you rested your arms on his back, brushing your fingers through his hair.

#kpop au #kpop #fanfic #kim gyuvin #zb1 #kpop smau #smau #zb1 gyuvin #zb1 x reader #gyuvin fluff #gyuvin imagines #gyuvin x reader #gyuvin scenarios #zerobaseone gyuvin #gyuvin smau #zerobaseone

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stay-midnight · 1 year

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hi hello!

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understandable about the grades part-only god and thousands of others know the struggle 🤐 and its finee hehe

in the meanwhile- some short thoughts about college au with skz! (inspired yet again by the previous ask-college au's can get predictable indeed however it does certainly help 🤧)

3am noodles and snacks with a tired chan, ranting to eachother about your struggles (on some nights, he asks you to fuck his problems away, he'd also be happy to do the same for you, when both of you are too tired, its riding and moaning for eachother.)

academic rivals with minho, both of you can't seem to control yourselves with the pettiness, the insults and the competitiveness (eventually it climaxes into hushed hate sex in a library-gagged with his boxers, his harsh words and brutal movements making you cry. might eventually develop into something more between the two of you.)

music major changbin, who confidently says that he'll make it big one day and hopes that you'll continue to be his number 1 fan (in the process of making certain tracks-he records your moans to use for his song as he fucks up into you, experimenting with the difference in sounds you make when he's choking you, or gurgling on his cock.)

art student and hopeless romantic hyunjin, constantly making small doodles of him and you that he passes in class, maling the cutest sticky notes that he leaves around in your stuff. (sometimes, you wake up covered in hyunjin's cum and writing on your body as he takes a picture, inspiration for his drawings, with consent ofc.)

perv bestfriend and roommate jisung, who constantly jerks off everyday to his perverted thoughts of you, and is even shameless enough to whisper the most sinful things in your ear while studying in a library, brushing it off as jisung just joking around and hiding the bulge in your pants... until one day something makes him snap. (he knows by now that you're aware of how serious he is when he "jokes" about how submissive and breedable you are for him, evidenced by you turning quiet when he touches you. so one night he pounces on you and forces you to admit all of the fantasies you'd been having about him, determined to make all of his perverted thoughts come true.)

fratboy felix, who despite the reputation of his frathouse, is an absolute sweetheart that bakes you treats and remind you to drink water. (except in the bedroom, where his heavy accent and a behavior fit for a stereotypical fratboy shine through, cocky and vulgar as he pushes you down the mattress.)

tutor seungmin who makes sure you don't fail and teaches in ways that help you understand easier, patient and loving as he doesn't wanna make you feel bad for not picking up as fast as others. (sometimes however, he punishes you to remind you to take it seriously, cockwarming him while wearing a cockring as you get spanked for every question you get wrong.)

fashionista jeongin, who makes sure both of you still look cute in matching outfits despite pulling dreadful all nighters (his annoying smirk in the morning whenever he see's you limping on the way to class due to him deciding that fucking you was way better than studying for an upcoming exam, even thinking of the marks he left on you as a compliment to your outfit.)

no need to add much to this one, just some nice thoughts to daydream about 😈🤧👀💕

dun dun dun I'm here— drained but still alive and kicking!

;-; my overachiever ass cannot live without those numbers i hate it tbh🥲

Ooh, im answering this first and hopefully the rest tomorrow cuz my bin fic is done so i got a rest day to answer asks! tomorrow-

Bottom / Switch Chan agenda is always welcome, and knowing college chan would always be sleep-deprived lazy sex is the way to go– passionate nights rarely come and go but when it does expect a ride (literally) or ofc expect to drive (literally) he is so my soul animal

I definitely see it, like the rivalness is not unnoticed but Minho definitely does it to push your buttons for his amusement, hate sex (maybe even battle for dominance but we know who'll win those) degradation and humiliation is the specialties here and somehow everyone is on the minho gagging reader with his boxers agenda and im all for it cuz its so hot.

Definitely a music major, in one of his projects not so innocent noises were added to it but of course blended well with the music- ehem. Changbin would definitely fuck you while playing one of his originals as well as concert dates are common— oh and speciality is loud fucking and hair pulling.

Yes! Art major hyunjin and another thing to note is that he would love to try painting you while your chained up and crying with a vibrator up the ass— he finds beauty in cruelty sometimes and sometimes he would paint you then fuck you after his nude painting of you — speciality is wax play suprisingly loves your grunts as he pours melting candle wax over your skin

Perv Jisung (the best jisung trope wbk) as your best friend with pining along with consistent sexual innuendos ! I would see him loving talking dirty into your ear everywhere— his speciality is exhibitionism (probably into threesomes too) and he loves watching you shy against his advances

The innocent frat boy who controls the frat house secretly— Felix Navidad will definitely love to give you treats cuz he would work in a bakery nearby for students and because of that he fucks you on the bathroom of the bakery while being the most smug, cocky bitch on the planet is he absolutely destroys you- of courss being the fratboy he is — his main speciality is ding ding- breeding— cuz he keeps you full in more ways than his baked goods

Ah Seungmin, the star of the skz college aus (its a truth that im spreading) Mans being your tutor as well as running for valedictorian— so yes he teaches you stuff, bending you over and thrusting into you for every question you get wrong and do not even ask him to copy or to cheat cuz his punishments are the worst— strict to you and even more stricter to your studies though he loves to fuck you dumb- Speciality is Punishment, cant have naughty students and failing students that tutors because of his reputation on his slate-

Fashion major Jeongin shining through huehue– on top of making different clothes that are tailor made– he loves making you beg as he fingers you while getting measurements professionally- expect him to make you wear amazing clothes but at the same time not too revealing or drool worthy cuz Jeongin does not want anyone else to steal you from him- behind those dimples lie a demon. Speciality of course is Marking as those marks contribute to your style , his words not mine-

#midnight asks #midnight posts #🎙️ anonnie #fic talk anonnie

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athene-studies · 3 months

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k havin some trouble keeping out of The Ennui this past while and i realized i had 7 core values listed on my blog (listed on the little explore thing on my desktop theme as "live life on purpose • step off the path of least resistance • take care of myself • contribute to the community • get things done • always learn • appreciate beauty") sooo score thats a weekly challenge right there.

im just gonna start tomorrow (its the night of the 5th as i post this) since im lucky and my week isnt bounded by things like "weekdays". lets do them in order!

6. Tue - live life on purpose: to keep myself mindful I'm going to write down what I've done after every half hour of my day, plus im gonna plan out a couple things at certain points of the day and attempt to stick to those plans 7. Wed - dont get dragged back into my comfort zone: i do have a dentist appointment that day, but im going to also go to the library while im out, which ive been trying to do for a while but just never felt right. im going to wear a cute but maybe a bit weird outfit, and whenever i have an urge to do something (i should go read, i should cut up and eat an apple), im going to do it instead of succumbing to the Nah. ...also this isnt relevant to the daily challenge but i do need to pick up a prescription so im going to try to remember that 8. Thur - take care of myself: im going to try to do all of my self-care habits ive set up. most of them i do once in a while, but i havent managed to do all of them at once in a few weeks. so that means doing my workout, brushing my teeth, turning my phone off at 1 and reading instead for bedtime, making sure my laundry is put away... etc. this one's only a small part of the day but i guess that means its a good chance to rest lol 9. Fri - help others: its a terrible time of year to do things like volunteering, plus short notice, so im going to focus on chores around the house and donations and home political action, that sort of thing. maybe text my siblings to find out how theyre doing. 10. Sat - get shit done: i mean what else is there to say. at the beginning of my day im going to write down a list of things to get done (attempting to include things that are low on my priority list so just keep repeatedly getting pushed back, like calling my grandpa and working on a video edit) and see how much of it i can do. the slogan for the day is gonna be "if i think to myself 'yknow i could go do this thing' i fucking will" 11. Sun - learn: hopefully the rest of the week will have caught me up on my accounting course, but if not, id like to do that. after that, though, id like to set aside some time to read articles on things i care about but dont know much about, and do a lesson or two of language learning or coding or something. learning at my own pace isnt going very well so far considering "my own pace" is ✨stagnancy✨ 12. Mon - appreciate the world: not much else to note other than looking around myself more often. im pretty good at this one already. lets use it to mean "do hobbies"-- take an hour to do some writing, take an hour to do some music, drink a tea ive been keeping aside for a special occasion, idk

and i will let you know how that goes :)

#studyblr #original

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peaterookie · 1 year

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Lupin III Chapter 86 Review

frankly, im kinda tempted to just follow the WMA order but im too lazy to read another chapter so heads up! this chapter and the one tomorrow is part of the last arc of this manga, which mean its directly tied to the ending, make sure to make that connection in yer brain

CRASH!

Lupin breaks out of a building, with his eyes on a giant hot air balloon looming upon a mysterious island. He lands on top of it, which alerts the two men inside the hot air balloon

the two of them seem to expect lupin's arrival however, one guy being more calm than the other. he tells the other to be patient and simply wait for lupin to come to them, which he does.

the calm guy, which looks a lot like abraham lincoln so ill just call him that, claims to be some sort of president of the small island below them, to which lupin doesn't take kindly to.

after all, that island in question is supposed to be the property of the lupin clan! so why would this random guy out of nowhere then suddenly claim it as his country???

lupin has come here to rightfully take the island that belongs to his family, but lincoln won't just accept that, so they'll have to fight for it now!

lincoln guy also has the map of the island, passed down from multiple generations of the lupin family, somehow landing on the hands of an outsider like him... so lupin's here to also take that map from him.

as they fight, the hot air balloon suddenly becomes off balanced, so the other guy climbs up to fit it, hopefully he doesn't come across a certain samurai who can cut anything on top

lupin pins lincoln down, but gets fucked over by none other than fujiko mine, who takes him out of commission for a short while.

using this chance, lincoln ties lupin up and throws him down from the balloon to get his head flattened like a pancake... not!

lupin always has a trick up his sleeve, and threatens that if he gets pushed down the air balloon, then one of his men will also take it down to ground as well, also turning them into pancakes.

this partner of lupin is none other than goemon, who has been ontop of the balloon cutting the ropes that keeps the room afloat. the man whos been tasked to fix the balloon doesn't seem to stand a chance against goe, he's just too cool for school.

what a gremlin

so lincoln puts lupin back inside the room, and unties lupin after a couple couple more convincing from him. (lincoln did try to shoot him though, really playing it stubborn here.) he tells fujiko to bring lupin the map, but she refuses!

she instead BURNS THE MAP. well then! i guess the map's gone, sorry lupin!

meanwhile this is happening, goemon is still up there cutting the ropes, while the other guy continues to be useless

the hot air balloon is hanging onto its last ropes, seemlingly collapsing to the point where the lincoln guy kinda disappeared offscreen? did he die??

only lupin and fujiko remain in the room, and lupin tells her to give the real map to him, as he knows that she only burned the fake one!! (there's always a fake one.) fujiko still refuses, and lupin threatens to do the thing with her if she keeps denying it- man what the heck

and what happens next??? YOU'LL HAVE TO FIND OUT TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!

To Be Continued.

#if lupin actually does it in the next chapter ill be really angry #lupin iii #lupin the third #goemon ishikawa xiii #fujiko mine #lupin iii manga #local lupin manga fan screams about the manga as per usual

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extr3medieting · 1 year

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god….. i’m still so disgusting. i was supposed to be nearing 170 right now AND I KNOW IM NOWHERE CLOSEEEEE i can’t even bring myself to step on the scale because i know im going to be so disappointed…. i’m pretty sure i gained weight…. maybe i should go step on the scale so i can hate myself and hopefully that will motivate me to actually reach my fucking goals. every time i look in the mirror and see my fat fucking thighs and my disgusting fucking stomach i just want to die…. i can literally feel my back rolls when i walk….

thankfully im working now so i am constantly walking around and barely eating so i’m hoping this gets me back in order. i stopped taking my meds so i could donate plasma but i got a tattoo so i can’t donate anymore and can start taking them again but for some reason i haven’t. i think i’m nervous ab getting used to them again but i can’t reach my goals if i’m still feeling hunger cues. eating less isn’t gonna do anything i need to not consume anything at all and to do that i need to start taking them. i’m gonna start tomorrow i promise. i need to stop putting it off.

my legs and even my fucking calves and SHINS have cellulite like do you understand how fucking FAT you have to be to have cellulite on your SHINS??????? JESUS FUCKING CHRISTTTTTT dont even get me started on my midsection like that alone could make me want to die. i don’t even have morning skinny anymore….. my butt looks so disgusting and fat in a bad way. my arms are fucking massive but atleast i can hide that in my sleeves… but even then my sleeves have been getting tight so that’s another thing. i have this huge fucking double chin that i just dont understand how anyone could be attracted to me. thats probably why no one flirts or talks to me. like i’m literally back to being the fat friend. i can’t even go out because i just look so disgusting in my clothes. i hate going to the gym bc i just look like the fat bitch at the gym but i need to keep going so that i can eventually be the sexy fitness chick. my collarbones are completely enveloped in my body. i just dont understand how i can hate myself so much yet i don’t do anything to change it. well fuck that. its getting warm out and i can’t even wear a reasonably fitted shirt let alone fucking shorts. my roommate was talking about going tanning the other day and i deadass almost had a seizure just thinking about how much of a fat fucking beached whale i would look laying there for everyone to see…

the only good part about me right now is that i’m always going to be beautiful in the face… even then my double chin is ruining that. ive been going to the gym for the past two days so here’s to staying on track with that.

i haven’t had a lay since december and i’m def feeling it lmfaooo but my shame is stronger than my horniness. i can barely stand to touch myself because i just imagine what a fucking whale i must look like laying on my back. theres a cute guy at my job who literally lives in my building and i cant even make a fucking move because i am so disgusting i can’t handle him finding out im actually disgusting

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toadstool32 · 2 years

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comes here and uses my blog as is intended, to use it as a diary

so like this semester im taking oil painting to get more optional class credits which i was mostly coerced into taking bc friends also wanted to take the class and its mostly just hanging out painting for 3 hours a week, (it was either this or watercolor and like fuck im taking watercolor they do NOTHING in that class and least the oils teacher actually like, does stuff sometimes anyway if i run out of cool optatives next semester i may cave in and take the class but no sooner!!) ANYWAY so im in oils right and im like zoning out doing random brushtrokes on this canvas full of halfpainted birds im copying from a picture the teacher made us choose bc its the first assignment yknow and im alone bc my friends decided to take a break outside the classroom bc the paint thiner is too much or whatever anyway midway thru going over the backgroud of my picture bc i cant get the colors properly on ther i feel like this really intense feeling that someone is staring and like this is a painting class everyone always does like walks around looking what everyone else is doing n u can sense that someone is staring but this one was reaaallly intense n i get over ignoring and i see this guy and theyre like very intensely staring at my canvas u would think it personally offended them right and i go like hey :D bc im nothing if not socially inept. anyway turns out they wanted to ask me to help them out in this photography assignment bc its for tomorrow (today) and they needed a model to shoot and im like aw man sure i can help no worries and they were all like im so sorry im so fucking sorry i have to ask u this is so embarassing for me im sorry u can say no i dont wanna offend u its ok and im like ok its fine!! no big!! what can i do for ya boss and they say the promt for the picture was "little girl" and they where so awkward and embarassed to ask i could not be mad that they saw me and thought i was perfect for it BUT it makes me feel better that the trans kid was trying so hard not to offend me by calling me little girl like at this point im not sure if they thought i would be offended by the little or the girl part but im taking whatever gender affirming thoughts i can get from that ( i am very small but not a girl but i have eyes i know what i look like) doesnt help that the one day i decided to go in a skirt is the day that happens but oh well!!! im nothing if not helpful to my fellow student in a hurry to get homework done i get it photography classes are awful, especially ones that require u to shoot models so whatever i help them out they get a (hopefully) cool pic for class and after the whole ordeal they helped me out with my painting and gave me tips after subtly nagging at me about the state of my paintbrushes (i dont wanna talk about it) so all is well. also i think i just got manic pixied dream they'd bc i always wanted to talk to them bc theyre so coooool i took a theatre class w them once so i hope im not to uncool for them omygosh i wanna be friends w them so bad i feel 14 over again anyway at the end i got to say bye and also made two other friends in oils class so actually im glad i took the class

#ac #had to share bc i got THAT emotional over it #hope the way i was wearing a skirt was unladylike i dont wanna wear feminine clothes like a woman #cherry said what is that under your skirt and i said my shorts and she gave me a look like of course #so im taking it as a win but that may just be a faux pass idk!!

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