#i don’t want another birthday i don’t even wanna be alive lol

[cheolhub]

FIRST DATE — KIM MINGYU ࿐

summary. mingyu doesn’t usually fuck on the first date. emphasis on usually.

wc. 3.5k

warnings. MINGYU W/ A MASSIVE DICK, size kink, oral (m. receiving), deep throating/face fucking, shy baby!gyu (at first ;)), tears ofc, pet names (baby, angel), unprotected sex, mating press, gyu is a needy, pussydrunk boy(but reader is worse lol), slight dumbification, kinda romantic but it’s literally just needy sex— MINORS DNI 18+

note. THIS WASNT SUPPOSED TO BE THIS LONG…. um anyway!! happy birthday mingoo <3 — also @ hyuk4ngel ily dedicating this to u n gyu & thank u to my lovely lu ( @ bowmonde ) for beta reading this!! happy gyu birth to you all <3 (pls excuse typos)

“i-i don’t usually do this on the first date,” mingyu stutters as you kiss down his neck, nipping and biting at his skin. he lets out a shuddered breath because he can feel the marks you’re leaving. he swears you’re trying to spell your name and it’s making his cock throb in his already tight jeans.

you mumble into his skin, “i don’t either, but, fuck gyu… you’re so sexy, i couldn’t hold back..” your hands find their way under his shirt, feeling him up and moaning when he whimpers at the not-so-subtle touch. 

gyu. you’ve called him by his nickname and you barely know him and, for some reason, it really turns him on. 

he wanted to be a gentleman– wanted to walk you to your door, peck your cheek, and whisper goodnight– but your mutual attraction got the best of you. one thing led to another and you were kissing him outside of your door as soon as he’d agreed to your invitation to come inside. 

you parted from his neck briefly to get inside so none of your neighbors would come outside to see the two of you eating each other alive. as soon as he’d stepped inside and closed the door, though, you pressed him right against it.

“we should move to–” he tries, but he’s interrupted by your lips. you slot them into his and your hands wander down his torso, down his abdomen, down till they reach his belt. 

“what do you wanna do, mingyu~” you seductively whisper against his lips. 

he shudders again, “anything. we can do whatever you want.”

you smirk, “you’re such a gentleman, gyu… you were so sweet at dinner. you picked me up, paid for my meal, walked me all the way to my door… i just wanna make you feel good.” you tell him, unbuckling his belt, but before you move to unbutton his jeans, you ask permission. “can i do that, gyu? can i make you feel good?” 

you can’t be real.

“fuck, y-you don’t have to, i want you to feel good, too.” he replies, words breathy as he finds himself chasing your lips.

you moan just at his words, leaning in to give him what he wants.

you must’ve done something redeemable in your past life to have accidentally met mingyu in a cafe. he may or may not have been on his phone while walking out and you may or may not have bumped into him while he was leaving. needless to say, his piping hot coffee ended up all over you and him, staining his white button up and your cute new top in the process. 

he’d asked if you were okay— if you were hurt or burned— profusely apologizing with a nervous stutter. when you finally noticed how beautiful the man before you was, you couldn’t even care about the irrevocable stain made on your shirt. 

you ultimately ended the conversation with, “it’s okay, you can pay me back with a date maybe?” to which he gave you an incredulous look. when he realized you were serious, he nodded shyly and exchanged numbers with you.

and the date went swimmingly, truth be told. probably the best date you’d ever been on. he made you laugh like no other and you made him blush with your playful teasing and easygoing aura.  the chemistry was undeniable.

which brings you back to the now— his tongue shoved in your mouth and your fingers still fumbling to unbutton his jeans. 

when you finally get them undone, you break from the kiss again and mingyu hates that you keep doing that, letting out a whine every time it happens. 

“wanna suck you off.” you tell him bluntly and his eyes widen in shock, puffy lips parting a bit. “can i?”

“are you sure?” he asks, meekly– a bit too shy for a man of his caliber. “i can eat you out instead…”

your core pulses at the words because, fuck, that sounds good too. you have no doubt in your mind that mingyu is a god at eating pussy if it’s anything like the way he kisses you.

but, no, you’re adamant on getting his dick in your mouth, so you shake your head. “you can do that for me another time… i really wanna do this. you’ll let me, won’t you?”

and how the fuck could he say no to that? he nods his head letting out a shaky, “ok.”

you nearly squeal, excitedly dropping to your knees and as you hit the ground, your eyes are leveled with his alarmingly large bulge. you unzip his jeans, pulling the denim and cotton boxers down his thick thighs till his cock pops out, slapping against his clothed abdomen. mingyu hisses as his length is free from the confinement and met with the cool air circulating in your home. 

and, honestly, you think you start drooling because holy. fucking. shit. he’s intimidatingly big. 

no, big is an understatement. he’s huge. massive. likely to split your body right in half if he tried to put it inside of you. but, really, what did you expect? mingyu himself is big. you’ve dated many men who were bigger than you, some even bigger than him— but none of their dicks compared to the one currently twitching in front of you. 

his leaky tip was flushed red and the veins running through his length were prominent. you could nearly feel the weight on your tongue and you hadn’t even touched him. 

“you’re so big,” you whisper looking up at him and he swears he’s gone bright red at the comment. 

“‘m not that big…” he mumbles, eyes averting from yours. if he looks at you on your knees any longer, he may cum untouched. “is it too much? i really don’t mind taking—“

you shake your head vigorously . if anything, you wanna take him down your throat even more. “it’s not… it’s not too much— i can take it.” you tell him and he inhales sharply because he’s fucking sure you could take it. “do girls not tell you you're big, though? why are you so humble about it?” you ask, hands slowly coming to wrap around his girth. 

he gasps at the unexpected contact, eyes finally coming back to you to find what may be a faux pout etched into your lips.“t-they do… i just- i don’t think it’s that big.” he reiterates.

“well it is. you probably wouldn’t even fit inside me,” you admit, voice hushed. your mouth hovers over his tip, letting a trail of spit out to lubricate him.

he curses, cock twitching in your light grip. “fuck, really?” the thought of not fitting in your cunt because he’s just that big has his mind reeling– has him excited. he wants to see if what you’re saying is any true (it is). 

you hum, nodding your head, slick hand effectively moving up and down his cock. “mmh, might break me without any prep– but you’ll make it fit, right, gyu? you’ll fuck me well?”

he lets out a gaspy moan, throwing his head back. “yeah, baby, i’ll make it fit– i’ll fuck you so well. shit, i’ll do anything you want.” his parroted words come out breathy once again. 

you exhale sharply, cunt clenching around nothing at his words and the thought of taking his cock. your hands quicken their pace before you move to wrap your lips around his blushing tip.

this man will give you anything you want and you’re willing to do the same for him. men like mingyu are nearly impossible to come by and you want to keep him all to yourself, so if that means choking on his dick till you can’t breathe, so be it.

you move your mouth down his cock and before you can reach the base, he’s already hitting the back of your throat. 

right above you, mingyu is losing it. he feels the way you constrict around him and it’s already taking him out. he hadn’t expected to be so sensitive, but he just can’t handle how warm and wet your mouth is and he definitely can’t handle how tight your throat is. he can only imagine how much tighter your cunt must be. 

“fuuuck,” he groans, hands flying to your head, tangling his fingers into your hair. “you’re so good.” 

the subtle praise heads straight to your core and you can’t stop the moan that vibrates his entirety. a pitchy whine rips from his throat and he fortuitously thrusts into yours causing tears to prick at your eyes as you let out a strident gag. 

he gasps out an apology, “‘m sorry.” he panting relentlessly and if you didn’t know better, you’d think he was about to release into your mouth. when you look up at him with your mouth full and tears clouding your vision, you see that he isn’t really sorry. “‘m so sorry, angel, fuck, ‘m sorry.” he echos over and over with his face pinched in pleasure, yet his hips won’t stop bucking into your mouth. 

you try your best to breathe, but his massive cock makes it hard as it fills your mouth and throat completely. his hands holding your head in place makes it impossible to move, but he sounds so pretty whining and desperately moaning out your name– you don’t even want to back off of him. 

your hands find his bare thighs and you grip them for dear life, fingernails digging into the flesh, sure to draw blood if he doesn't ease up any second now. he hisses at the feeling, ripping you off him with a tug on your locks. 

“need to fuck you now,” he groans, his cock throbbing angrily at the loss of contact. “can’t cum like that, ‘s too embarrassing.” he picks you up, making you stand on your feet. he notices how your mascara runs and your lipstick is smudged, but somehow, you’re still the prettiest thing in the world.

your ego naturally inflates at the comment and you smile cheekily. “i would’ve been flattered if you came that quick.” the words come out raspy thanks to the way his cock bruised your throat. 

he chuckles breathily while pulling up his pants, “i‘m sure you get guys that cum too fast a lot. especially with a mouth like that. ”

you shrug, taking his hand and dragging him to your bedroom on the opposite side of the main entrance. “sometimes, but none are as pretty as you.” you tell him truthfully as you guide him inside quickly, shutting the door behind you. “or as big.”

your face to face with him and he whispers, “yeah?” 

you tug him close to you by his sweater. “yeah,” you whisper against his lips. “dunno how you haven’t been locked down yet, you’re so attractive ‘n sweet– and… y’know, you’re huge.”

“just waiting for the right person to come along, i guess.” he whispers back, hands finding purchase on your waist. “think i’ve found them, though.”

your heart skips a beat and your breathing picks up, “yeah?” you echo breathily back at him. 

“fuck yes,” his grip tightens, pulling your body flush to his. you feel his cock pressing into your abdomen and you let out a whimper at both the coded confession and the way your pussy throbs at his touch. “c’mere, baby.”

you melt at the pet name, closing the gap between the two of you. you count back to how many times you’ve kissed him tonight and you’re almost scared that you’re addicted to the feeling of his lips on yours. the thought quickly dissipates when mingyu begins to pull your dress up by the hem, though. the two of you walk towards the bed, mouths still attached till you fall on the plush comforter, mingyu toppling over you. 

you giggle into his mouth at his body crushing yours. “gyu.”

“sorry.” he scrambles, standing up so you can get your dress over your head. you throw the fabric to the ground, leaving your body adorned in a pretty, white set. typically, you wouldn’t dare pull out one of your favorite sets for anyone– especially not for a first date– but you think mingyu is the most beautiful– most deserving– man to exist. he should get to see the set. 

and he does see it. he can’t stop the way his eyes ogle your lace covered body. “you’re so beautiful.” he pants out much like he’s in heat. 

and he just might be. he quickly and clumsily kicks off his shoes and pulls his pants back down, revealing his aching cock to you again. you curse to yourself when his shirt comes off shortly after, his big chest and toned abdomen on full display. 

god really took his time with kim mingyu. 

he doesn’t waste any time, practically lunging at you and hovering over you with blown out pupils. “look like an angel– fuck, you’re so pretty.” 

you pout, feeling your brain turn to mush at the endless compliments that seem to flow past his swollen lips. the dull ache and sporadic pulse in your cunt remind you how needy you are, though, so you express that to him by bucking your hips up. 

“gyu…” you whimper. “want it so bad.”

he groans, hands pinning your hips down and grounding you to the bed, “i have to prep you, baby– you said it yourself, ‘m not gonna fit.”

you shake your head ceaselessly while squirming in his grip, “no, i don’t care, just give it to me or else i might die.”

“but you said–”

you interrupt him before he can say anymore. “give it to me… please.” the plea comes out hushed and your words are laced with the utmost desire. so much so that it’s almost impossible for mingyu to deny you. you can see some doubt lingering on his face so you tell him exactly what he needs to hear. “‘m so fucking wet for you, mingyu… i’m sure it’ll just slip in– it’s okay. you won’t hurt me.”

he shakily exhales before nodding. “o-okay…” his fingers nimbly tug at the soaked panties, signaling you to raise your hips so he can roll them off your legs. 

mingyu’s pulse thumps erratically in his ears as soon as he sees just how wet you are. your pussy glistens under the soft lamp light and he wants a taste– to drown in your pussy– because he just knows you’re fucking delicious. 

“wanna taste you…” he moans and your walls clench around nothing, a fresh wave of arousal trickling out of you. 

you teeth catch your bottom lip to stop the whine bubbling in the back of your throat.“next time…” you croak. “just need your cock inside of me right now.”

he nods his head at the promise of a next time– he’ll hold you to that. “condom?” 

“iud and ‘m clean,” you confirm, knees knocking against your chest as you pull them up. 

“same.” he says mindlessly as he grips the back of your thighs and spreads you open. “well, i don’t have an iud, but i’m clean, too.” 

he’s cute, you think before you remind yourself that this cute, big man is about to absolutely wreck you. 

you smile, “good,”

one of his hand wraps around his throbbing length, running his flushed tip between your soaked folds to collect wetness. you whine at the contact, praying that he finally stops this unintentional teasing.  

when he drags his cock to your drooling hole, he asks, “are you sure?”

your eyes squeeze shut and nod, “uh-huh, please.”

he lets out a wobbly sigh before pushing his fat tip into you, biting his lip as he watches the way your cunt stretches open to swallow him up. you gasp, back arching at the burning sensation in your core. you really have never taken anyone so big. 

he stops only half way when he’s met with strong resistance. “talk to me, angel,” he whispers to mask his wavering voice. “are you okay?”

you mewl, “g-gyu…” 

“baby, do you need me to pull out? you’re so fucking tight,” he grunts, his cock twitching between the gummy walls that suffocate him. 

your hands grip the sheets under you and you shake your head, letting out the most incoherent sentence ever. “n-no, just– slow, go slow.” 

but you’re completely coherent to mingyu. “relax, pretty. ease up for me– i want it to feel good.” he coaxes, voice soft.

his attempt in helping you relax proves to be futile when you clamp tighter around him. the action elicits a moan from the both of you. 

“j-just fuck me– please, just move.” 

he gives you a weary look, but does what you ask for anyway. he pushes past the resistance, sheathing himself further inside of you. and, fuck, you swear you’re just about to cum when he’s finally bottomed out, both of your hips flushed against each other. you’re impaled on his fat cock, stretched open and completely full of him. 

he’s very hyper-aware of how you're squeezing him while he’s balls deep inside of you and his mind can’t stop reeling. he moans out your name and a few curses, holding himself there till you adjust to his size. 

and you’ve gone dumb at this point, unable to make a comprehensible thought about anything other than the cock you’re split open on. “s-so big. oh my, god, mingyu– you’re so big.” you almost sound like you’re overexaggerating, but it’s true. you can feel him everywhere. 

he can’t stop the way he jolts at the comment, inadvertently driving himself into you. you sob at the doing, wrapping your legs around his waist. 

“shit, sorry. still good?”

“mhm, ‘s good– ‘m good.” you tell him as the uncomfortable burn slowly melts to pleasure. “you can move, baby.”

mingyu groans, hands coming back to grip the backs of your knees pushing them against your chest before he slowly pulls out and pushes back in.

you let out the prettiest moan, his name tumbling past your pouty lip and, now, he thinks he’s lost it. 

no, he’s definitely lost it because his speed quickens without a second thought. he drives his cock in and out of you, listening to the way you cry and mewl mixed with the sound of his balls slapping against your wet cunt. 

“Y/N, you’re so fucking good. pussy’s so fucking good– takin’ me so well,” he nearly cries, gripping your flesh tighter. “god, you’re mine now.”

his?

it shouldn’t turn you on as much as it does, but the way your stomach flips and walls tighten verifies that it does. 

“and you’re mine.” you moan in response. 

and the reassurance that you want him to be yours has him lurching in to sloppily kiss you, moaning into your mouth while he keeps a rapid tempo. you let him swallow your whines and your arms envelope him, pulling him closer. 

his cock finds your sweet spot and when you gasp, he knows to keep hitting it with precision. 

“gyu! gyu, i’m gonna cum.” you warn against his lips.

he growls, thrusts increasing in pace as he’s adamant on getting you to your high. “cum for me, baby– cum all over my fucking cock.” 

his words and impressive speed trigger your orgasm. the tightness in your tummy dissolves as you completely unravel under his big, buff body. you seize, back arched and head thrown to the pillow as you cum and clench around him uncontrollably. 

“that’s it, fuck,” he moans, continuing his assault on your poor pussy.  “you’re gorgeous, angel, so fucking pretty when you cum.”

the onslaught of pleasure is almost too much, body beginning to shake in overstimulation. “w-wan’ you to cum,” you slur, a cry following the words. “please please please, cum on me!” you beg. 

and mingyu is at your beck and call. he knows he’s  just met you, but he’d do anything you asked of him because the grip you (and your pussy) have him in is nothing short of insane. 

that’s why he’s quick to pull out, releasing you from his bruising grip to fist his arousal-drenched cock up and down. he throws his head back and moans out your name again as he releases hot, white ribbons of cum onto your stomach. 

after a few minutes of panting and coming down from his high, he chuckles airly. “i’m so glad i spilled my coffee on you, if i’m being completely honest.” 

you giggle, hiding your face in your hands, “it was a cute top, though.”

“well, you look cute without it on.” he smiles, leaning down to pepper your face with soft pecks. 

“mingyu!” you blush, playfully slapping his bare chest. “be serious!”

“i am!” he laughs. “speaking of being serious… when’s our next date?”

you hum, “well, it depends. when are you free and what do you wanna do?”

there’s a playful glint in his eyes when he looks at you, “i’m free now… and y’know how you said i can eat you out next time?”

your breath gets caught in your throat, but you nod your head remembering the promise you’d made. 

“well… what do you say? can i treat you to a second date? say… right now?”

“i’d love nothing more.”

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#mingyu x reader #mingyu smut #mingyu oneshot #svt smut #seventeen smut

[pterodactyl-hater]

Homelander X reader. Reader makes Homie the birthday cake he always wanted but never got and they just have a genuinely intimate birthday celebration for him. While Homelander both loves it, is saddened by it, but also confused. He isn't used to all this genuine care 😥. So just alot of fluff lol.

Birthday Boy!

・❥・ Homelander has never had a homemade birthday cake

・❥・word count: .4k

・❥・warnings:  tooth rotting fluff, Homelander being vulnerable, he lifts you up and spins you, but he’s also the strongest man alive sooooo

・❥・having no money has made me desperate. who wanna buy my bath water for $500?

also what day is his birthday?!?! why is there no confirmed date? that stresses me out, I’m going to get wrinkles by 25

Powdered sugar covered the counters of Homelander and your’s shared penthouse. It covered your shirt and face as well. The smell of freshly baked cake filled the kitchen. The cake in question sat on a cooling rack next to a large blue bowl of white frosting. You debated dying it, but eventually decided against it. Right before you could start cleaning up the front door cracked open. You froze. Your eyes darted around to find a place to hide the cake. 

“What’s this?” Homelander tilted his head as he walked in. He had a smile on his face, amused by your antics. 

“No! Get out!” You ran up to him to try and push him out of the kitchen.

“What? What’s going on here?” His smile fell. He pushed past you with ease to look at the still warm cake. He looked back at you with an offended look. 

“It was supposed to be a surprise.” You huffed. “Happy birthday.” 

“Today’s not my birthday?” He sounded utterly confused.

“Well we don’t know when your birthday is. So why not today?” You shrugged. “The cake was supposed to be frosted.” You pouted as you looked at the barren cake. Before you even knew what was happening you were suddenly lifted in the air. Homelander had his arms wrapped around your waist as he lifted you up and spun you around a few times. You held onto his shoulders for stability as he set you down again. 

“You did this for me?” He grinned. 

“I mean- yeah?” You laughed awkwardly. Your eyes darted around the room to avoid meeting his bright blue ones. He pulled you back in for another bone crushing hug. “Homelander.” She tried to push him off of you, to no avail. “Homelander!” He finally broke away. You could’ve sworn there were tears in his eyes before he blinked them away. 

“Thank you.” 

“Yeah, of course. It’s just a cake.” You chuckle. “You’ll have to wait a few for the cake to cool down so I can frost it.” He watched you intensely, hanging off every word you say. 

“I love you.” He says quietly. The tears from before are still in his eyes. 

“I love you too, birthday boy.”

#the boys x reader #pterodactyl hater #homelander x reader #homelander #request

[hyperfix-tangented]

SOD Trio (incorrect) quotes! Because I'm bored, have no impulse control and own a laptop

Thyme: I’ve become a bread crumb dealer to four crows at the lake. They pay me with a bit of everything. Like shiny things, fabric, or pens. But recently they paid me with a 20 dollar bill they found somewhere. So I decided to buy them some more expensive bread. They loved it. So they understand what to do. Give me money. I’ve probably racked up about 200 dollars at this point. Is it morally wrong though, I mean. They’re the ones who steal the money from others. Or perhaps they just have a big pile laying somewhere. Should I keep on doing this? Hyper: You sound like the start of a Batman villain.

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Techie: Do I least have a chance to explain myself? Hyper: This is America, so nope! Techie: This isn't America, this is OHIO!

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Hyper: Hello friends! The Squad: Hyper: You might be wondering why I’m taped to the ceiling

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Techie: My future friend must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized. Thyme: steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely Techie: That one. I want that one.

(Listen I know it said 'partner' before but this is too accurate I can't.)

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Techie: watching the squad's shenanigans with concern Do you feel like this has gotten out of hand? Hyper: I don't know. Feels normal enough for a group that's on 911's blocked callers list.

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Techie: There is no future. There is no past. Don't you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every fact. Hyper: …All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.

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Techie: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, its “intelligent” and “really cool”. Techie: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go”.

(100% something she would've said at some point. Not even incorrect just definitely have been words she's spoken at one point or another lol)

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Techie: You’re alive. Hyper: No need to sound so disappointed.

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Thyme: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine! Techie: How can you still say that? Thyme: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

(Oof, painfully accurate.)

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the Squad cleaning up Thyme: Pick up the nearest piece of trash and throw it away. Techie, to Hyper: Aight, which bin do you wanna go in—

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Techie: Alright, listen up you little shits. Techie: Not you Thyme. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled you’re here.

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Techie: We all have our demons. Techie, grabbing Hyper: This one’s mine.

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Hyper: BE A BETTER PERSON! Thyme: WHY?! Hyper: BECAUSE SOMEONE NEEDS TO HAVE MORALS IN THIS RELATIONSHIP, AND IT SURE AS FUCK AIN'T GONNA BE ME, SWEETHEART!

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This feels like a good place to stop XD

#sod trio #wtdh hyper #wtdh techie #wtdh thyme

[yanderelovlies]

✨Galaxy Anon ✨ here!

*Sees your reaction and starts laughing* Hey hey listen you gotta admit I got a point. You can’t deny it. Maybe out of pettiness which fair honestly or you love to feel the crushing pain of sadness in a scenario and think of more ideas to make it worse.

Oh no no thank you though! I couldn’t ask that if you viví besides it’s more of a mom has access to my bank account and if she sees the content well I wouldn’t be alive on this earth anymore of embarrassment and shame. I also feel I would take advantage since I always feel the need to give anything back to extremes but no you weren’t over steeping boundaries no worries. But thanks so much for offering viví that means a lot of to me since honestly no one has ever offered that before. Now I’m going to cry * sobs on how precious you are*

My god math is the worst. I also feel stupid since mostly everyone else acting like it’s just as easy as walking but nope me I can’t focus and I don’t understand why the hell point a or point b is! I wanna go home! Math just sucks not gonna lie. What’s fasfa? Don’t tell me it’s something important I forgot at school! I’m hoping you get whatever it is so you can go to college!

Oh goodness glad I didn’t offend you. Makes sense since they know why you do it and also respect the authority you have. I can see why since like I said to them they just maybe see you as a bossy sister and doesn’t grasp the amount of things you done for them. I believe they will, once they realize the gravity of the situation they will appreciate you gave a crap about them and not neglect them especially with how those kids turn out.

Good you were cautious around him if he made you uncomfortable. Though I wish you didn’t have those bad experiences to be on guard. Don’t feel bad for being careful, unfortunately I this world many aren’t careful and well unfortunately that’s maybe why we see so many horrid cases.

Yeah I’m just glad I actually could stay calm because if this was me but a month before I would’ve gotten more emotional so yeah glad I kept enough patience. Yes like damn lady have some fucking shame your in a restaurant for goodness sake. Yes like it wasn’t even about if something was wrong about the food or wrong order but not serving alcohol because you didn’t have the correct identification? Grow up if you act like that good thing you weren’t given the alcohol you definitely drive recklessly.

LMAO DOESN'T MEAN YOU NEED TO CALL ME OUT! LET ME LIVE IN BLISS

Honestly, I don't mind at all. My way of showing I care I through gift-giving since I'm terrible at using words. I also see it was a win all the way around. So when your birthday or holidays roll around my offer stands 👀. Let me tell you I stopped being embarrassed by it since I bought this hoodie

And wore it everywhere. Unfortunately, I lost that hoodie and they are no longer selling it. If they did I would have got another to wear around town lol.

I will forever hate math. It just make miserable and unhappy, but I will do it to achieve my dreams. Fasfa helps me pay for college. I have to have so many hours of class, and good grades to keep it. It's helpful, but also stressful.

I love them, and I hope they see it. I don't want them to see me as I see my older siblings. I want to be better then that.

Your not wrong It's scary how on guard you have to be these days.

Not only that if she acts like that sober can imagine of she did drink?? Dear God what a monster. I'm also glad you were able to keep your head. I lowkey would have cried 😭

#vivi talks #galaxy anon

[amateurd18]

Hii Ami!! Secret Santa here!! Hope your Thursday is going well!! It’s okay, I understand!! Life gets in the way a lot of the time!! At least we’re one day away from Friday!! My week has gone pretty well so far!! I head off to PR in a week for Christmas so the week is dragging a little until then!!

I wanna say yes?! I know their tv show kicked off in ~2010-ish. All I really know is that 1d did open for them I believe at NYC in 2012!! Don’t fact-check me on that lol. And I remember it being a meme where half the crowd left after the boys performed cause they were only there for 1d lol. Either way, I love and appreciate both groups!!

Oooooo, that sounds like an exciting time of the year!! I love hearing about different traditions and celebrations from different cultures!! Shows that we’re not all very different after all in terms of how we choose to celebrate the seasons!!

Favorite place I have visited? The only time I’ve ever left North America was to study abroad in Italy, so I would probably say the time I spent in Florence and learning to adapt the their cultural/way of living!! It was very much a culture shock and it was stressful at times, but I’d did thoroughly enjoy myself and would love to go back!! That kinda goes hand in hand with being a tourist as well!! I can’t really pick one place in particular, but I remember visiting many museums and being able to see pieces of artwork that you either talk about in class or the really famous ones that you have to google just to even know what it looks like and seeing it up close!! It’s a surreal experience I have to say lol.

Vanilla is always a safe bet!! Hopefully next year someone will tour in your area so you may enjoy a good concert!! Everyone deserves to experience at least one concert a year!! It’s such a therapeutic experience!! Manifesting that for you, hun!! ✨

I understand you wholeheartedly about just turning on the tv and letting play what’s already there!! Sometimes it’s hard to sit down and have to pick what you’re gonna watch, especially when you don’t know what you’re in the mood for!! Mindlessly watching whatever is on in the moment is how you find what you like to watch!!

Speed Round Questions!! If you can live anywhere in the world, where would it be? Do you have a favorite flower? What’s your favorite type of dessert? If not, what’s your favorite type of savory snack!? Do you have a collection of any kind? For a while, I collected owl figurines cause they’re my favorite animal, and so they would be on display in my living room every now and again!! 🎄✨

Helloo! My Thursday was fab, it was a friend's birthday and we all went out to eat some amazing Mexican food. And margaritas. Because you can't do Mexican food without margaritas.

Italy is on my - long long long list- of places i want to visit, it sounds super amazing.

Speed round questions: I've only ever lived in two cities - Mumbai where I grew up and Madrid where I'm currently studying - so I'm not sure which other ones. It'd definitely have to be a big city, i don't think I'd survive the small town life. The tiny kid in me that grew up reading too many books from the UK does want to live in London, though i need to figure how to make that happen. ✨ manifesting✨

I love flowers, though i can't keep a plant alive for shit so it's just special occasions where i go and get some. Anything that's bright is a win.

My sweet tooth is massive, so sweets of all kinds are 💜. Comfort sweets would be brownies and muffins, but you could put any sweet dish in front of me and i would try it at the very least.

I love that you have an owl collection! That's such an interesting one. (do you mind sharing a pic? I won't post. Or if you wanna dm after we've introduced ourselves properly. No pressure). I don't have a collection, but another of my - now that I'm thinking about it ridiculously expensive- kid dreams is to own and be able to display lots of Lego. Does that count as wanting a collection? I dunno. Anyway.

Speed round questions for you: movies/tv shows? Movies/books? Spring/summer/autumn/winter? Beaches /mountains? City/countryside?

#anon asks #holiday pals #secret santa

[sadlazzle]

its my birthday in almost 2 weeks. yay

#that yay was sarcastic btw #i don’t want another birthday i don’t even wanna be alive lol #all i want for my birthday this year is a bullet between the eyes please and thank you #plum.txt

[straylesbian]

avoided having a breakdown today 🥲✌️

#wolfers' words #don’t rb #((idk if i rly gotta add that but better to be safe)) #today (June 6th) would’ve been my dad’s 70th birthday if he was still alive #which is…….weird to think about ngl #but between all of That and then Sophia giving me a scare #i almost broke down earlier today lol #(like….i legit almost cried from The Stress (& probably The Emotions associated w/ today’s date) which was Fun lol) #i really thought she was gonna need ANOTHER trip to the vet #(even though she went in last week b/c she spent memorial day weekend being absolutely sick) #((& with this last time we got a blood panel + fecal test done & both came back normal so. :) )) #((i am grateful that — so far — it doesn’t appear to be a Big Bad Ugly but holy shit. not knowing what’s causing all of this is…worse tbh)) #anyway. she scared me & wasn’t showing a ton of interest in her food — and didn’t bother to eat until like an hour after I put it down #and i was worried that her condition was worsening/heading for A Bad Path #b/c even when she was sick she had her usual appetite & was interested in eating & drinking #((for context: i fed her late today (b/c my own stomach was waging war on me); usually she’s ALL over me when it’s feeding time #especially so if/when her food is late. so this lack of interest was….Concerning)) #god. i just want my cat to be normal/healthy again — I don’t wanna keep being stressed over every change #and i wanna know what the fuck is going ON w/ her #she’s been steadily losing weight (which came to light recently) then had abnormal behavior then her leg stuff #(which started up again on friday) and then she got horribly sick #like…..if these aren’t related then that’s some fucking coincidental timing #i’m just. so fucking exhausted from this whole ordeal #((as for the dad stuff….idk man. all of that is so weird now. I still miss him/his presence ofc but…i dunno. #his birthdate still….stings? but like….I’m not AS emotional about it now; I just brace myself & try to ride through the day as best as I can #i dunno. it’s just….weird i guess.))

[versadies]

liyue characters general hc (gn!reader)

characters: childe, zhongli, ningguang, ganyu, xiao

sypnosis: what liyue characters are like in a relationship

warning/s: spoilers on childe’s story quest, ganyu’s story quest and archon quest, mentions of potential breakup and swearing

penpal: you have a specific role/job in some of the hcs below and im not sure guizhong and zhongli are canonly in love or not— but let’s just do it my way hehe

Being Childe’s spouse is.. something.

You probably caught his eye from fighting him or did something that reminds him of his homeland and family.

Given that Childe is only in Liyue because of Rex Lapis (*ahem* Zhongli *ahem*), you won’t see him much when the Fatui has the Geo Archon’s gnosis.

He lives in Snezhaya while you live in Liyue. However that doesn’t stop Childe from wanting to be in a romantic relationship with you. Unless you do not want a long distance relationship, then the relationship will not work at all either.

Of course, almost everyone in Liyue knows you as the spouse of the 11th Harbringer. The both of originally wanted to keep your relationship a secret due to the danger that could bring you until Liyue already find out from someone.

“Don’t you know? The walls have ears.” Childe said.

Ever since people found out about your relationship, merchants would give a discount in fear of your boyfriend.

The one thing you’re relieved is that no one tries to do something bad to you unless they’re from somewhere else. When it happens, please stop Childe from murdering the person.

Childe is loaded so expect him to give you lots of stuff.

He’ll def buy things that reminds you of him— he’d want you to keep it and use it whenever he’s away in Snezhaya.

He’ll also buy lots of jewelries or clothing for you when it comes to dates or anniversaries. Don’t bother insisting him in not giving you so many expensive things because he won’t listen lol

However he’ll try not to buy so many things if you convince him enough.

I feel like Childe would be amazing at styling hair thanks to his siblings. If you have long hair, he’d def try to ask you at least once if you want him to braid your hair.

When it comes to dates, it’s always outside. He’ll either take you to Wanmin Restaurant, star-gazing in Mt. Tianheng or in one of the mountains that shows the wonderous views of Liyue. If you’re an adventurer, he’s fine with travelling around the nation with you.

If you’re into inside dates, he’s perfectly fine with it as well! If you’re into it then he’s into it.

He’ll even take you anywhere you desire during your anniversary or birthday if you want. He’ll be delighted if you chose Snezhnaya.

Whenever Childe goes to Snezhaya, you always walk with him to the docks before he leaves to give him a farewell.

It’s those moments that you and Childe are sad about.

You’d often drift off to your thoughts every time your spouse is away, wondering what he’s doing and if he’s alive and well. Of course, Childe does that too.

As he promised, he always sends letters to you every week. When he doesn’t, you would be very worried until another letter comes along the next week.

As for Childe’s family,

Teucer is actually the only person you met who is a part of Childe’s family. You met him in Liyue when he visited just because he wants to see you.

The two of you got along quite well despite whether or not you’re good with kids. He’d often talk to you about his home, Snezhaya along with the other members of his family.

Childe wanted to propose you the moment he saw you and Teucer together.

He often thinks about taking you to Snezhaya to meet his family and perhaps live there but seeing you so caring and happy about Liyue makes him doubt a lot that you’d never wanna leave your homeland.

You’d definitely teach Childe how to use chopsticks 💯💯💯💯

It will probably take a few months for Childe to accomplish in using chopsticks depending on how determined the both of you are.

When he does accomplish in using chopsticks, expect him to flex his new skill when he has the chance.

Nights with Childe are... existential to say the least.

If you’re awake late at night, he’ll be awake too even if he’s extrememly exhausted from all those fatui works given to him.

The two of you would talk about other nations, what it’s like to be in another universe, or how you two would imagine together in the future, etc.

In the morning, Childe is the first to wake up.

I think he’d be decent at cooking given that he has his siblings and all so he’ll make breakfast for the both of you.

When waking you up, he’ll literally try to lay down on top of you until you wake up. If you don’t wake up however..

Initiate tickle fight!!!

Unless you’re not ticklish, boohoo cause Childe will carry you bridal style and take you to the bathroom to get you ready.

If you are ticklish, he won’t be mericful.

He won’t stop tickling you until you finally stand up from the bed. If you know his tickle spot, initiate revenge tickle fight!!!!

Despite knowing about him being a part of the Fatui, Childe will never tell you anything about it. Mention about them and he’ll change topics.

When it comes to arguments, it happens every now and then. It’s mostly small banters that isn’t serious. When it’s actually a big and serious fight however, it’s either related to the Fatui or a misunderstanding.

If Childe is the one apologizing, he’d give you a warm hug and whisper sweet apologizes while when apologizing a day or more after the argument, he’ll definitely give you your favorite dish and apologize.

Childe going back to Liyue from his travels with the Fatui is your memorable moments.

He’ll never admit that he thinks of you every single day whenever he’s far away and how he dreams of being in your loving arms once more.

But you knew just from his actions.

The both of you always runs to each other when you see the other but it’s Childe who reaches to you first. He’ll definitely give you a bone crushing hug without a damn about people around the two of you. If you’re the one who reaches him first, you’ll tackle him with a warm hug and give him lots of kisses.

“Did you miss me, doll?”

Being Zhongli’s spouse is definitely an experience.

Despite knowing so many things, Zhongli lacks knowledge in romantic relationships so you’ll have to be the one who will lead this relationship at first.

When he gets a hang of it though, he’ll lead with you.

Please be patient with this man, he’s still new to this.

He’s a gentleman so expect him to always open doors for you, move your chair backward for you to sit, etc.

When it comes to PDA, you’d have to be the one to initiate affection. He’s okay with you giving him affection— but that doesn’t mean he won’t react to it.

I’d imagine him freezing on his spot when you hold his hand, give him a hug, etc.— it’s a funny to imagine. He’d be unsure how to react much to your amusement.

However once he’s used to it, he’ll def return the affection as well.

When the both of you are like, shopping around the marketplace, hold Zhongli back from wasting all of your mora pls

Despite not getting any mora after giving away his gnosis, he still has a job and gets paid well. You’d have to teach him how to save mora given that he’s used to not worry about losing mora at all.

Again, please be patient with him, he’s still new to mortal life.

While he’s the consultant of the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, you work as an adventurer.

So the two of you are kinda busy unless you took commissions that can get you home early.

Zhongli is mostly the first person who would go home soo he’ll prepare you dinner with a takeout from Wanmin Restaurant or something he can cook while waiting for your arrival.

When you are sometimes away more than hours or a day, expect to see him waiting for you around the adventurer’s guild when you go back. He’s very worried when you’re away for long so he’ll def give you a warm hug with forehead kisses. (After he asks you permission ofc)

Ok but like, imagine being able to braid or style his hair!!!

If you know how to make flower crowns, Zhongli better expect going home from a stroll with you wearing flower crowns.

He honestly doesn’t mind, just seeing you happy makes him happy too!

Nights with Zhongli are a bliss.

In terms of spooning, he’s def the big spoon. If you want to be the big spoon, he’s fine with it!

When you can’t sleep, he’ll notice. He prefers you to sleep first before him soo once he notices that you can’t sleep, he’ll immediately get up from bed (much to your dismay) and make some tea.

Either that or he’ll be willing to spend all night talking with you if you wish to do so. Whatever you two talk about, it always lasts for hours.

When he can’t sleep, you’d either hum a song that you know of while playing with his hair, make the same tea that he makes for you when you cannot sleep, or do late-night talks.

Mornings with him is just *chefs kiss*

The two of you often wake up at the same time or minutes after the other wakes up. The two of you would just stay on your bed for a moment cuddling before getting up for the day.

You’ll be the one who will make breakfast since Zhongli isn’t so experienced with cooking. He loves it when you cook, your dishes are always his favorite.

He’ll def walk you to the Adventurer’s Guild before he goes to his work. He wants to make sure you’re safe after all!

Dates with him are always special.

Ofc, Wanmin Restaurant is you and Zhongli’s go-to date. When eating their delicious delicacies, you and Zhongli often talk about the wonders of Teyvat, mainly Liyue.

If you’d want to go somewhere else, it’s either liuli pavilion, the restaurant that has the storyteller, or a nice area by the mountains that shows the view of Liyue— Zhongli knows a lot of destinations that is perfect for your date!

He’ll definitely give you flowers when the two of you are on a date and is willing to walk with you with your arm around his. He’ll even give you a jewelry if he finds one that reminds him of you! (With Childe’s money perhaps)

When it comes to arguing, it’s rare.

Even though it’s rare, it still happens. When it does, you two try to work it out. I can’t say what your arguments are mostly about but no matter how serious it is, the two of you always find a way to talk it out and solve it.

Zhongli is the calm one when arguing. If you’re mad, he’ll let your anger come out until you’ve calmed down.

You haven’t seen Zhongli mad so if he does get mad, then it’s a very serious thing.

If you are not aware of Zhongli being Rex Lapis, be ready when he tells you.

He’d most likely tell you 10 months of your relationship or so.

He doesn’t blame you if you leave him. Dating an ex-Archon is a lot to take in. Even if it breaks his heart, he won’t stop you from leaving him.

If you don’t leave him, he’ll be relieved. You are the first person in thousands of years he’s fallen in love with after Guizhong (despite him still undecided with his feelings for her) so he’ll be devastated if you left him.

Ofc, when being an adventurer, you tend to go back home with a couple of injuries.

It’s basically what made Zhongli always nervous whenever you go home later than expected— you being injured just makes his heart ache 🥺

Zhongli will happily nurse you back to health whenever you get injuries that requires him to help you in tending to it. He won’t let you go to your adventure duties until you’re fully healthy much to your dismay.

“Zhongli as much as I appreciate your efforts in tending to my injuries... can’t I at least take a simple commission that isn’t related to fighting?”

“Unfortunately dear, I cannot allow you— you are still healing after all. Do not fret, you’ll be healthy once more and you can take whatever commissions you want. As long as it doesn’t involve you going back home seriously injured again, of course.” Zhongli replied.

You pouted. “...Fine.”

Dating Xiao is very interesting.

Listen, you got some metal balls for trying to woo Xiao. The fact that he actually likes you back is astonishing for everyone— even you.

He’s very protective, especially if you’re a mortal. Even though you can protect yourself, he still makes sure you’re safe and not in harm’s way.

Verr Goldet def ships you two. She’s the very reason why you decided to confess to Xiao.

Like Zhongli, Xiao is very inexperienced with PDA and romantic relationships so please be patient with this man.

You’d have to initiate affections such as hugs and kisses if you want some. Xiao is hesitant when it comes to initiating until later on in the relationship.

However, Xiao would hold your hand or give you forehead kisses during the first months of your relationship. He relies on his actions than words when it comes to letting you how much he loves you.

When asking for love advices, he often goes to Verr Goldet or Zhongli (mostly Verr given that Zhongli doesn’t know much about romantic relationships)

I saw a headcanon that the anemo current that sometimes lifts you up when gliding around the mountains of Liyue is Xiao’s doing and I LOVE that. Given that you’re an adventurer, expect him to do the same to you when gliding around the geo nation.

The two of you always hang out in Wangshu Inn but sometimes, Xiao will visit Liyue Harbor just to see you. Zhongli would literally be surprised if he ever saw the yaksha walking around in Liyue Harbor.

Dates with him are adventurous and relaxing.

Other than Wangshu Inn, he usually takes you somewhere by the mountains just for you to see the wonderous views of Liyue.

Xiao is a quiet man so you’re usually the one who does all the talking. He’ll reply to you here and there but he prefers to listen silently. Xiao loves to hear your voice hehe

He’ll def walk you back to Liyue Harbor afterwards— it’s a dangerous journey when going back to the harbor and he just wants to keep his spouse safe!

Xiao will literally malfunction inside if you give him a goodbye kiss before going inside your home. He’ll just stand still on his spot while processing what just happened.

Arguments with him are not rare but doesn’t happen often either. You fight there and then but it’s just mostly about your safety and Xiao’s protectiveness.

Arguing with him is very scary for most people. Xiao is a scary man when angry after all but he’ll try not to be super angered for the sake of you.

The arguments usually ends with Xiao hugging you and whisper his apology while you do the same.

Your job as an adventurer worries Xiao.

Sometimes when you go to a commission that requires you to fight dangerous bosses, he can’t help but follow you. Xiao is THAT protective of you and if a single monster tries to lay a hand on you, it’s on ✨SIGHT✨

Don’t be surprised if Xiao suddenly plunges into a ruin hunter before it could fly higher and start blasting its missiles at you.

When going back home, you’d often have injuries big or small— I don’t think Xiao knows how medical works in Liyue but he’ll def try to help you out in tending to your injuries.

Nights with Xiao sometimes pains you.

He often has nightmares and you’d do anything for your spouse to finally be at peace with his past. It pains you whenever he wakes up from another nightmare.

Whenever Xiao wakes up from a nightmare, he just stares at the void— trying to calm himself down. He’ll end up cuddling with you after, not planning on letting you go for now.

Sometimes if the nightmares get intense, he has to take a stroll outside for a while and comes back before you wake up.

He hugs you as if it’s your last.

Mornings with Xiao are peaceful.

He’s always the first one to wake. Instead of standing up, he’ll just wait for you to wake up. Xiao couldn’t help but stare at you while sleeping, thinking of how thankful he is to have you.

You’re usually the one who makes breakfast since Xiao isn’t experienced in the kitchen. His eyes will literally fucking sparkle if you cook him Almond Tofu.

You even learned how to make Almond Tofu for him during the first month of your relationship, with the help of Verr ofc

Xiao often worries about the future for the both of you.

You’re mortal and he’s immortal. It pains Xiao whenever he thought of it.

He dread the day when you grow old and he still the same as before. He doesn’t want you to die at all but he knows it will happen soon.

Xiao thought of breaking up with you— he doesn’t want you to spend the rest of your life with someone who has blood on their hands and won’t die.

But he knows he can’t break up with you. He loves you so much that he doesn’t wanna let go of you yet.

However, those thoughts would go away when you distract him.

“Xiao? What were you thinking about?”

“...It’s nothing. Continue talking, please.”

Being Ningguang’s spouse is a once in a lifetime thing.

Listen, you are one lucky lad for having Ningguang accept your love— she has a lot of suitors here and there but the fact that she chose you means something special.

People in Liyue don’t see Ningguang very much so you work in the Jade Chamber as one of the secretaries.

She’s very dedicated to your relationship as much as she is dedicated to Liyue.

Ningguang def spoils you a lot— she’s loaded.

She’ll give you jewelries/accessories, luxurious clothing, finest objects that no ordinary citizen can get, etc, whenever she can. It’s one of her ways of showing how much she loves you. Though, she’ll stop if you tell her to. She’ll only give you those during special events for you if you want.

Ningguang prefers to keep your relationship a secret since it could bring you in danger or be judged by many people in Liyue— but if you want to make it public, she’s fine with it!

If one were to spill nasty rumors about you however, she will like to invite them to her floating palace and have a chat with them that ends up with them looking like they consider death. Don’t think they can get away, the Tianquan does know all after all.

As for PDA, Ningguang very much doesn’t mind. She initiates affection only with a peck on your face or wrap her arm around yours. On the other hand, if you want a short hug or hold her hand, you’d have to initiate that one.

Ningguang can’t help but be a bit flustered if you hug her from behind. Especially if she didn’t expect you to be behind her.

She likes to keep you by her side during her duties as the Tianquan. Doesn’t matter where you are or what you’re doing— as long as you’re around in her office, she’ll feel at ease.

I’m not actually sure if Ningguang lives in the Jade Chamber but let’s pretend she is in this headcanon if she doesn’t haha

Unlike a few people, Ningguang knows how to take care of herself. She knows when to stop and go to sleep for the night, when to eat, take breaks, etc.

However, she sometimes stays too busy to the point where she sleeps in her office so you have to stop her from working and drag her to your bedroom to sleep.

Sometimes, she does the same thing to you when you’re focused on paperworks. Should you refuse her offer in going to the bedroom and sleep, she’ll def stop you as the Tianquan and not as your girlfriend.

I read Ningguang’s character story in the game just for this blog and I find it so wholesome that how she knows everything that’s happening in Liyue is because of the children.

Whenever the children gathers around the Tianquan to tell her what they know for the day, you obv be on her side giving them praises for doing a good job as she gives them treats as reward.

They consider the both of you as parental figures hehe

Most of your dates with Ningguang are sometimes interrupted. Whether it’d be the Qixing calling the Tianquan for help or you being called by your other superiors to finish your works.

It’s annoying given that the both of you strictly told them or have the permission to go away for a while for this date.

Despite that, the both of you try to make it up with tea sessions in the Jade Chamber, a short stroll around the harbor, etc.

Oh do not worry about anniversary or special event dates, Ningguang makes sure that no one can interrupt it when she can. After all, it is a special occassion, it would be a shame if someone were to interrupt and ruin it.

During rare days when the both of you have a lot of time together, you’d def play the game she invented or read books together. The both of you would def lay your feet on top of the other and be distracted from the world, reading novels and poetries from all around the nation. It’s when the both of you are in peace and not so busy from work.

It’s one of those moments that you cherish a lot.

Sometimes during meetings with the Qixing that requires you to stay by Ningguang’s side, she would ask you questions regarding to their proposals for the harbor after the fallen of Rex Lapis. She’ll def be open-minded when you state your opinions.

Ningguang couldn’t help but be very proud when you give her and the Qixing other solutions that are very helpful. She admires your compassion a lot— especially if it’s towards to Liyue.

Nights with Ningguang are quiet.

The two of you are always exhausted so the moment the both of you kiss each other goodnight, you immediately went to the dreamland.

Whenever you have a hard time sleeping, she’ll know and would play her instrument, lulling you to sleep with the melodies of songs.

There’s no spooning when sleeping— the both of you mostly just face each other and hug, feeling safe and happy in each other’s loving arms.

Mornings with Ningguang are delightful.

The two of you would wake up at the same time since the both of you have the same schedule. Ningguang would give you forehead kisses before you could go to the bathroom to get ready.

Y’all def take a bath together sometimes 💯💯

You mostly cook breakfast for the two of you while Ningguang waits by the dining room. She def loves your cooking.

As soon as the both of you are finished, the both of you start your day together.

As for the three secretaries of Ningguang, they are very very supportive of your relationship with the Tianquan. In fact, they ship the both of you very much!

When it comes to arguments, its solveable. Every argument is different and in the end, the two of you would try to be calm with one another and solve it.

You and Ningguang’s relationship is very healthy so it would be impossible for y’all to break up.

I don’t think Ningguang would ever break up with you nor would think of it. She doesn’t see anything wrong with the relationship but should there be one problem that can cause the both of you to drift apart, she’ll try to solve it with you.

Enough with the angst, let’s go with more fluff!

Like Jean’s hc, you’re Ningguang’s personal masseuse.

The both of you don’t actually know how it began but you just know when the other needs it. Whenever Ningguang enters your bed chambers after a tiring day, you’d immediately give her a nice massage that would make her feel like the weight on her shoulders went away.

Don’t worry, she’ll massage you too! She’s very good at it with that fingers of hers.

Even if you try to refuse her massaging you (due to your overthinking), Ningguang would be persistent. It’s her way of saying thank you for massaging her when she needs it!

“Now sit still darling and let me take care of you.”

(forgive me that her hc is short, idk her very well but i’ll make sure her next hc is as long as the others!)

You are one of the luckiest people on Teyvat if you date Ganyu.

Listen, Ganyu is such a hardworking woman— and I can guarantee that she’ll be hardworking on your relationship as well.

She’s very busy so you’ll mostly see her night time or during her breaks.

She tries to make time for the both of you to spend time together— which basically means in her way that she has to work harder.

You’d have to do a lot of convincing for her in not pressuring herself to do such things.

Ganyu tends to overwork sometimes to the point where she hasn’t eaten anything or sleep at all so you def have to stop her from working just to make her eat or sleep.

She makes sure you’re not feeling neglected by her so don’t be surprised when she give you lots of love the moment she’s done with her work.

Ganyu will def introduce you to the adepti and I can guarantee that Cloud Retainer would tell you her embarrassing childhood stories.

Dates with her are very special for the both of you. The two of you would either go to someplaces to admire glaze lilies and the stars at night, have a nice dinner in Wanmin Restaurant, etc.

She’ll be super flustered if you flirt with her. It doesn’t matter if you two are married or dating, she’ll never stop being flustered from you. It’s adorable really.

If someone treats you bad, expect her to be very protective. She’ll tell them how wrong it is to look down on others and pull a whole lecture to the point when the person wants to go in shame or in embarrassment.

I think the people who work in Qixing would know you very well from Ganyu speaking so highly of you so don’t be surprised when you see one saying hi to you.

Nights with her are quiet but meaningful.

She never hesitates to say “I love you (Y/N), goodnight.” to you before going to sleep. She’ll be happy if you say it back as well.

You’re often the bigger spoon but sometimes the both of you would do a face-to-face position that forms a heart shape!

Mornings with her are romantic.

Ganyu will def wake up first and give you breakfast-in-bed when you wake up. She would be sad though, she couldn’t join you since she has to leave for work.

She’ll be super flustered whenever you’re the one who gives her breakfast-in-bed. It makes her feel very appreciated.

Arguments? Dunno her

The both of you never argued. Though there were times when the both of you have conversations that could’ve leave to arguing but the both of you managed it.

As for the immortal problem, it lowkey stresses Ganyu out.

There is not a day when she thought of your future with her, how you would start to grow old while she looks the same, and how she’ll live without you soon.

It’s very painful for her to think of you being gone but she would distract herself from work just to not think about it.

She’ll not be able to break up with you, that’s for sure. So if you wish to break up, she’ll accept and let you go but will start to grow insecure.

She often talks to Cloud Retainer about your mortality and how it could affect the future and Cloud Retainer would respond with Ganyu not being relieved with the answer.

Idk if she knows that Zhongli is Rex Lapis but if she knows, she would try to negotiate with him in making you having an enternal life— whether or not you’d know it or not.

Other than that,

The most memorable days for the both of you are the Lantern Festivals!

The festivals always give you both a chance to hang out together and not have to wrory about Ganyu leaving for work.

Most of your pictures are from the festival. Your favorite pic of Ganyu is when she was watching the lanterns fly in amazement. Her fav pic is you wearing traditional Liyue clothese while the lanterns were in the background.

“Remember this picture? It’s my favorite of yours.”

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Teen Titans Episodes Explained Badly

Divide And Conquer: Aight, first thing to establish here, you take any one Titan out of the equation and the entire team is fucked, thank you and goodnight.

Sisters: If you ever wanted to get your sibling arrested, here’s a handy dandy guide on how!

Final Exam: “Did you order a crack team of ace assassins?” “No.” “Great, here you go!”

Forces Of Nature: Some old dude convinces two teenagers who have never heard of stranger danger to start some fires

The Sum Of His Parts: Reject humanity return to robot

Nevermore: Journey to the centre of Raven’s brain

Switched: Anatomically accurate puppets give way to your classic body switch storyline

Deep Six: Beast Boy vs a hot guy. The Titans get wet.

Masks: A secret identity within a secret identity

Mad Mod: A cheerful reminder that school sucks and is full of creepy people. Also never trust British people.

Car Trouble: I steal your car I steal your car I steal your car I steal your car I st

Apprentice - Part 1: Slade, a bitter divorced father, hasn’t seen his children in a long time so he steals one of Batman’s children.

Apprentice - Part 2: Robin does not want to be Slade’s son

How Long Is Forever?: Back to the future

Every Dog Has His Day: I heard you like dogs so I traded your dog for a dog. Also if it’s green, it will love annoying Raven.

Terra: The Titans let a homeless girl crash on their couch and she tracks mud everywhere

Only Human: Atlas’ entire life is this one video game and he probably lives in his mother’s basement

Fear Itself: Have your nightmares ever come alive and tried to kill everyone you care about? W̶̢̧̖͚͎̙̗̰̦̹̏͗̽͊̒̊̂͐̏̏͒̌͠ͅỏ̸̢̥̻̑̌͑́̏̓̈͐͜͝ų̷̭̫͙̘͕̣̏̑͂̍̈̋̽̍l̸͖̙̭̩̘̩͇̱͎͑̌d̶̡̧̡̛͎̪̳̰͉͖̠͈̗̽̃̎̏͑̈́͊̚͝ ̶͖̞̅̂͌̅̏y̶̖̯̮̩͈̻̹̣͆o̶̙̰̽͆̆̔̿̂͠u̵̡̫̩̹̅̄́̅̈́͆̾̉̀̐̌̂̚ ̶̨̢̛̥̺͍͙͎̥̣̼͇̲̞̳̄́̂̇̉ͅl̵̮̿i̵̢̢̛̹̞͕̲͐̈́͜k̵̡̺̏̊͌̿͊͆́̅̍̂͑̕͘͝ͅe̵̛͇̕ ̶̧̧̨̟̺͍̞̤̱̗̲̦̺̹̌͂̏̀̌͌̚ţ̶̫̞̣̬̣̜̙͛̓̂̋̀̍̀̏͐̇͒ͅh̴̢̧̡̭̭̱̙͙̼̊͌̅̋̎͊̉̓̓̚͜͝e̴̥̩̩͔̰̫͆̇̇̐̂͛̊́̀m̴̡͇̀̊ ̷̦͚̖̯̌͛́̄̔̄t̶̢̤̫̰̲̖͚̗̜͔̫̫̖͚̿̓̑ͅo̴̳̹͎̗͍̜͂̆̅͛͐̈̐̈́͒̽͘͠?̶̨͖̲͈̩̲͎͍̪͇̤̺͑̾̇͂̆̾̈̈́̅̅

Date With Destiny: Sexual harassment ft. moths

Transformation: Puberty. That’s it, that’s the episode.

Titan Rising: Homeless girl joins team and doesn’t track as much mud around the house this time.

Winner Take All: Overgrown furry gremlin thing makes kids fight each other then shoves them inside a necklace

Betrayal: Bitter divorced dad ruins teenagers’ date

Fractured: Being from another dimension appears and accidentally turns the world into a crayon drawing

Aftershock - Part 1: Terra is evil? Terra is unyielding? I’m packing my little rucksack-

Aftershock - Part 2: You thought everyone was dead but no, they’re fine...wait, a volcano is erupting-

Deception: Cyborg goes back to school but it’s evil school

X: When your evil alter ego suddenly becomes a person in its own right.

Betrothed: Never let your sister plan your wedding

Crash: Get sick, eat everything.

Haunted: Robin gets poisoned and hallucinates vividly.

Spellbound: The dangers of getting way too attached to a character in one of your books

Revolution: History lesson on crack

Wavelength: Evil Academy 2 Electric Boogaloo.

The Beast Within: Reject humanity return to Bigfoot.

Can I Keep Him?: Please do not feed your silk worms mysterious alien goo.

Bunny Raven...Or...How To Make A Titanimal Disappear: “Hey kid, you wanna see a magic trick?”

Titans East - Part 1: A new Titans team but Brother Blood wants to make it Evil Academy 3 Steel City Drift

Titans East - Part 2: Hypnotism and violence. I hope you kids like the threat of death!

Episode 257-494: Fat nerd escapes into TV and becomes James Bond

The Quest: Robin gets advice from some talking animals

Birthmark: Slade is never getting invited to another birthday party.

Cyborg The Barbarian: Back To The Future but it’s the film where they end up way in the past. Cyborg falls for a dead girl. This boy is really not lucky in love.

Employee Of The Month: Beast Boy gets a job working for a talking cube.

Troq: The Titans help an intergalactic racist and don’t question it when he states they need to commit mass genocide for the good of the universe.

The Prophecy: Oh yeah also the world is about to end lol

Stranded: “Well thank fuck this planet happens to have an atmosphere we can all survive in.”

Overdrive: “I’ve started a gang. The current members are me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me and me.”

Mother Mae-Eye: Overbearing parent simulator

The End - Part 1: Satan comes to visit his daughter and burn everything.

The End - Part 2: Everything is on fire.

The End - Part 3: Raven tells her dad to fuck off.

Homecoming - Part 1: Meet The Parents, Beast Boy edition

Homecoming - Part 2: What would you give up to chase down a team led by a homosexual brain in a jar and his monkey boyfriend?

Trust: Madame Rouge melts in direct sunlight.

For Real: You ordered the Teen Titans, but we didn’t have it in stock. We’ve substituted and price matched Titans East, now without hypnotism.

Snowblind: Starfire helps Captain Russia™ face his radioactive personal demons

Kole: Jurassic Park but nobody gets eaten

Hide And Seek: Would you rather fight a giant gorilla or babysit children? Quickly now, we don’t have much time.

Lightspeed: No Teen Titans here, just bad guys and even worse flirting.

Revved Up: Basically Wacky Races.

Go!: “This is the story of how we met. Except I tell it better than Robin does, my version has pirates!” “God damn it, Beast Boy-”

Calling All Titans!: “Here’s every single hero we could get the rights to for this. We sure hope no-one’s got any evil plans for all of them...”

Titans Together: Oops, evil won. SIKE!

Things Change: Beast Boy harasses the fuck out of a girl who looks like his ex.

The Lost Episode: I hope you like music, ft. don’t trust British people 2 electric boogaloo.

#Teen Titans #robin teen titans #cyborg teen titans #raven teen titans #Starfire #beast boy

[heyyyharry]

Deep End - Chapter 2: Birthday Boy

…in which Harry gets the birthday surprise he didn’t ask for.

Word count: 4.7k

AU: famous!harry, siren!mc, adult modern retelling of the little mermaid? lol, fake dating, enemies to lovers.

WARNING: MATURE THEMES

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A/N: Thank you for all the love for Harry and Ezi after chapter 1. Please let me know what you think about each chapter so I can be motivated to write faster 😆

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“Humans are so funny. You make up false stories about us and refuse to believe anything that isn’t the same as your imagination,” the siren said.

Harry tossed his head back and laughed. He held out a finger at her. “No, mermaids aren’t supposed to exist. You’re not supposed to exist.”

The siren narrowed her sharp gaze, and Harry quickly moved back a bit in fear of her grabbing his leg and pulling him into the water. To his surprise, she said, “And who are you to decide that? A useless human with a useless tail–”

“Okay, enough with the tail joke.”

“–can’t even survive the drowning deep. You don’t want to believe we exist, so you won’t have to carry the guilt of trashing our homes and murdering our kind.”

Baffled, Harry worked his jaw while silently cursing himself for never taking part in those debate classes back in school. Well, to be fair, he couldn’t have known that one day he would have to debate with a deadly siren in a cave on his goddamn birthday!

He shut his eyes and sucked in a breath. “Look, lady. I’m only one small human, with a bigger than average human tail, FYI.” The siren eyed at his crotch in disbelief, so he quickly crossed his legs. “But that’s beside the point! What I was trying to say was that, if you’re seeking revenge, I can’t satisfy you because I’m not responsible for trashing the ocean or shit like that. I’m a singer, alright? And I don’t even live here. I’m from London. A land far away. If you wanna murder a human, I suggest looking for Elon Musk.”

The siren stared at him like he was the mythical creature. “I’m not familiar with all the names you mentioned,” she said, folding her arms across her chest, which had been a big distraction for him. Good to know that he could still get horny while facing death.

“Don’t you guys have fish Wikipedia?” he asked, and she tilted her head, looking rather confused. Harry pinched the bridge of his nose. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have assumed that you should know all the facts about humans. That sounded like discrimination against sirens.”

For the first time since Harry met this siren, she actually smiled at him. “You have a lot of funny words, you strange creature,” she said, her eyebrows knitted in fascination.

“You know what?” Harry exhaled sharply. “Since you’re my kidnapper, I’m gonna stop arguing with you in case you still wanna kill me. But today is my birthday, so I can’t be kidnapped. I haven’t posted a thank you message on Twitter yet, and I might get cancelled for that. Celebrities get cancelled for literally anything nowadays. It’s annoying.” The siren blinked at him, her pink lips slightly parted. “Right,” he breathed. “You don’t have a Twitter account.”

“You said you were a singer.”

“That’s all you got from my long speech?”

“What is it? Singer.”

Harry bit his dry lip and frustratedly combed his fingers through his damp hair. “I sing. Use my voice to entertain other people.”

“Oh, like sirens.”

“I guess.”

“Except that we use our voice to kill people.”

“What?”

“Sing for me,” said the siren despite Harry’s horrified look. She seemed excited as she rested her folded arms on a boulder and gazed up at him with a twinkle in her crystal clear blue eyes. “Let’s hear it. I didn’t know humans could sing. Let’s see if it’s good.”

“Fine.” Harry blew out his cheeks and cleared his throat.

He began to sing.

“Walk in your rainbow paradise–���

“What’s a rainbow paradise?” the siren asked, but he didn’t stop singing to answer her.

“–brown skin and lemon over ice.”

“Why are you singing nonsense words?”

Once again, he ignored her, this time, closing his eyes. “I get so lost inside your eyes. Don’t you believe it? You don’t have to say you love me.”

“Love,” the siren repeated the word as if she had never heard of it in her whole life.

Harry opened his eyes and found that she was looking at him as if she could see right through him. He went on, “You don’t have to say you’re mine. Oh honey, I-i-i-i walk through fire for you. Just let me adore you.”

“Why would you walk through fire for someone?” the siren wondered out loud as she stared off into the distance, her strong brows knitted. “That's stupid. Fire is hot. I saw the humans on the boats use it one night. I almost burned my fingers trying to touch it.”

“Yeah, don’t play with fire.”

“Then why would you walk through it?”

The siren pouted, and Harry caught himself smiling at her naivety. “It’s supposed to mean that you’d do anything for the person you love. Even risking your life.”

“That’s stupid,” the siren repeated her earlier remark. For a second, Harry saw a curious little girl and not a dangerous sea creature from earlier.

“Well, it’s just a song,” Harry told her. “I personally wouldn’t do that for anyone, either, but some people do love with all they have, and would sacrifice everything for the one they love.”

An angry frown had replaced the siren’s previous perplexed expression. “Some humans murder the ones they claim to love,” she said in a cold voice. Harry felt a chill running down his spine, but then the siren went on with a softened expression. “Sirens are not supposed to love. Love is a weakness for my kind.”

Harry nodded. “Bet you don’t even have a heart.”

The siren cocked her head; a corner of her mouth raised subtly. “Every living and breathing thing has a heart. Sometimes it’s valuable. Sometimes it's not.”

“Only valuable if it’s the heart that you want,” replied Harry.

For a long moment, the siren looked into his eyes as if she was trying to read his thoughts. Could she do that? Read his thoughts?

Beads of sweat were trickling down his back as his heart began to race; he could hear it in his ears. Suddenly, the siren was pulled beneath the water. Harry stiffened at once. The ocean was still for a moment, then two sparkling tails burst through the surface. Harry’s jaw fell slack with a soundless scream when he saw another siren sinking her fangs into the first one's neck.

The other siren had bright red hair and a silver tail. There were visible scars all across her pale, lanky arms, and he couldn’t see her face. Legs too stiff to run and hide, he stood on the edge and watched in absolute terror. The scene in front of him was madness as the sirens screeched, their tails flapping, creating violent waves as they sank their claws and teeth into each other’s flesh. Harry could see blood. The first siren was not as strong as the one that was attacking her. He must save her. Maybe a part of him knew that she wasn’t entirely evil. Maybe because she was the only hope for him to get home. Either way, he couldn’t just stand by and watch her die.

Before Harry could even think of a way, a bony hand wrapped around his ankle and dragged him into the sea.

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Harry’s dreams were thick with blood and haunted by the siren’s face. He’d been in the dark water, drowning, and the last thing he’d seen was her sapphire eyes glowing with the sunlight above as she’d stretched out her arm to grab him before he sank deeper. He woke up gasping, still feeling the saltiness of the ocean on his tongue and the pressure of water on his lungs.

He found himself lying on his bed, fully naked under the covers. Had he been dreaming?

Kneading his temple to chase away the headache, Harry scanned his sore eyes around the room and screamed when he saw her sitting in the corner. Naked. He looked away as soon as he caught her ocean blue eyes staring back.

The siren was in his room. And she had legs!

“You’re alive!” she exclaimed.

He heard her standing up but couldn’t bring himself to look. She sat down on the edge of his bed, smelling like the ocean. Not the fishy kind of smell; one that was unique, and Harry liked it even though he shouldn’t.

“This is a dream. This is a dream. This is a dream,” he mumbled to himself while clutching the duvet to his chest.

The siren, now a human girl, let out a sigh. “It’s not. This is real. I’m real.”

“You’re not.”

“Look at me.”

“I can’t.”

“Why?”

“You’re...naked.”

Even though Harry wasn’t looking, he could feel her questioning gaze pinning on him. He grabbed the covers and shoved them at her. “Cover yourself.”

“Oh...okay.” The siren did as she was told as Harry quickly placed a pillow on his private part. He finally looked at her, and she smiled while covering her upper body and the area between her legs with the duvet.

Harry let out a sigh of relief. “Better. Okay, why are you here?”

The siren’s eyes widened. “You don’t remember?”

Harry shook his head.

“We were talking when my sister attacked me, then dragged you into the water. You were lucky I saved you twice and brought you back to where I’d found you. This is the only palace on this beach, so I assumed it was yours.”

Harry sat and stared her face, trying to detect a lie but failed.

The siren rolled her eyes. She seemed disappointed as she swept her long black hair over her shoulder, exposing the huge bite mark on her long pale neck. The skin had healed, and the blood had dried, but the area was still bruised. Harry fought the urge to touch it. There was no way this was really happening.

The siren shot a glance at his ankle. And that was when Harry noticed the red claw mark around it. He shivered at the flashbacks of a siren with red hair and a silver tail charging straight at him with her mouth wide open, her sharp teeth ready to tear off his flesh.

“Sorry about my sister. She could be very...deadly,” the siren in front of him said, looking remorseful.

Harry eyed her up and down once again. Finally, he broke his silence, “What happened to your tail?”

The siren refused to look him in the eye as she said, “My mother found out that I saved you, a human, so she cursed me.”

“Cursed you?”

The siren said nothing; the corners of her mouth lowered as she stared down sadly at her legs.

What kind of The Little Mermaid plot is this? Harry thought to himself, yet didn’t say it because it shouldn’t be a joke. She’d lost her tail, which meant she couldn’t go back to the ocean. Ariel from The Little Mermaid had wished to become a human. This girl had been cursed with the life she never wanted just to save him twice.

Harry buried his face into his palms. “Shit. Fuck. I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”

“It is your fault.”

His head whipped up at her honest response. “You always say what you think, don’t you?”

“Why shouldn’t I?”

Harry sighed and ran his palm over his face. “Never mind. How...how do I get you back to your mermaid form?”

“Siren.”

“Sorry, siren. How do I help turn you back?”

“I don’t know,” she said sadly, clutching the duvet to her chest. “But I need a place to stay until I figure it out.”

Harry thought for a moment and nodded. “I’ll pay for your hotel room.”

“What’s a hotel?” the siren asked, her eyes round. “And why can’t I stay here in your palace? It’s big and you live alone.”

“This is a house, not a palace,” Harry said. “But I’m going back to London tomorrow, and I can’t take you with me.”

“Where is London? I want to see London.”

Seeing her so excited made Harry laugh. “No, you don’t; trust me. It’s not sunny there. Always dark and gloomy and raining.”

“It’s not sunny underwater, either.”

Harry held up a finger and kept his mouth open for a moment as he pondered over what she’d said. “Good point. But I’m still not taking you to London. That’s not a good idea.”

The siren’s eyebrows drew together. “It was your fault I’m in this situation.”

Harry gasped. “You’re so manipulative!”

“I don’t know what it means.”

“It means you say things like that to get me to feel sorry for you, and so I have to help you.”

“Oh, then, yeah, I’m manipulative,” the siren said. “Take me to London with you, or I’ll find you in London and make your life hell.”

Harry tossed his head back and groaned. As if he hadn’t been traumatised enough by all the events that had happened today, now he had to take responsibility for the life of a mythical creature. If he had been a bad guy, he would have just let the government have her and keep her in a lab like that Oscar-winning movie about the dead girl and her fish lover. But Harry wasn’t a villain. Sure, he could be an asshole, but he couldn’t betray someone who’d risked her life to save his. Twice.

Maybe if he’d just say yes and then leave quickly in the morning, he wouldn’t have to deal with her. He’d ask someone to take care of her, pay for a place for her to stay and her food. Her mother would have to take her back eventually. He didn’t know about sirens, but even in the animal kingdom, mothers never abandoned their children.

“Fine, I’ll take you to London,” he said. Seeing the smile on her face, he was lowkey thankful that he was so good at lying. “First, you have to put some clothes on. Wait here.”

Carefully, he slipped out of bed, holding a pillow in front of his crotch and one behind him to cover his butt, then padded awkwardly to his closet to change and get her something to wear. When he returned, she was still sitting on his bed, humming a familiar song and kicking her feet as if testing out her new body parts. He found it endearing, but of course, he wouldn’t tell her.

He handed her a bathrobe. “Put this on. I’ll find some real clothes for you later.”

The siren accepted the bathrobe and stared at it as if she’d been told to put it in her mouth and chew. She glanced up at him. “I don’t understand the purpose of this.”

“To cover up your private parts.”

Suddenly, she seemed sad. “I think I’m broken.”

Harry blinked. “What?”

She looked at him again, pouting. “I don’t have a tail.”

“I can see that.”

“No, I mean, a tail like yours.”

When Harry realised what she meant, his face burned, and he cleared his throat into his fist. “You’re not supposed to,” he said awkwardly. “You’re...a female. I bet male sirens don’t look the same as you, right?”

“There’s no male sirens,” she told him.

Harry cocked his head to the side, squinting his eyes. “Huh? Then how do you guys...you know?”

She blinked innocently at him. She didn’t know.

“Mate.” The word made Harry cringe. “How do you mate?”

“Sirens mate with mermen. We only need them for children.”

“Okay, that’s...new…”

Harry would be glad to find out more, but this was definitely not the right time. He waved his hand, urging her to hurry up. Clumsily, the siren got to her feet. Harry didn’t intend to stay here while she changed, but since she could barely keep her balance, she had to hold onto his arms. He stood there, staring at the ceiling as the duvet dropped. She was completely naked in front of him now and so dangerously close. The voice inside his head was telling him not to peek. Fuck. Why did she have to be sexy?

“Do you...um...do you need help?” he asked as she seemed to be struggling with the bathrobe.

“No, thanks. I got it!” she said between ragged breaths, then, “Hey your tail is growing!”

Harry’s eyes dropped to the front of his boxers, his face heating at the sight of his erection. He gently pushed her back onto the bed and rushed to the bathroom.

“Where are you going?” she shouted after him. “I need to see it in its full form!”

“This is its full form!”

“It’s still small.”

“Shut up! It’s not!”

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Ezili felt bad for lying to this human.

Well, lying was the whole point of her mission, but he had been so nice to her when he found out she couldn’t return to the ocean. She blamed her new human heart for these emotions. Siren Ezili would never feel sorry for this ugly creature. No, wait, this one wasn’t ugly. The mermen were ugly. As much as she despised humans, she must admit that most of them were beautiful.

When this human wasn’t looking, Ezili would regard him with as much curiosity as he had regarded her in secret. The way his brown curls swept back messily. His defined jawlines. The deep dimples in his cheeks. The look of wonder in his eyes. He looked about her age, but his eyes were innocent, greener than seaweed.

She looked away as he caught her gawking. They were sitting at a small table on the floor. The room was darkly lit by the light in the corner. On the table was a mushy pile with little fire sticks on top.

“What is this?” Ezili asked, inspecting the object.

The human smiled at her, the firelight dancing in his leaf-green eyes as he said, “It’s a cake. We’re celebrating my birthday.”

“You told me not to play with fire.”

“We’re gonna put it out anyway.” He winked at her. “A little fire won’t hurt.” Ezili watched the human take out a little black thing and flick his thumb. Fire flared out, making Ezili flinch. “Relax,” he chuckled and the fire vanished. “This is called a lighter. It makes fire. This is a cake. These are candles.”

“What do we do with the cake?”

“We eat it.”

“You eat fire?”

The human laughed at Ezili’s distressed look. “No, silly. We blow out the candles, then eat the cake.”

“Oh,” she said, making him laugh harder. She found it disrespectful and annoying. Was this creature making fun of her? “What’s so funny?” she asked through gritted teeth.

The human stopped laughing, yet his dimples were still visible. “I can’t believe I’m celebrating my twenty-fourth with a siren,” he said.

“Who do you usually celebrate with?” Ezili asked.

“My friends or family,” the human said. “My friends were supposed to be here but their flight got cancelled due to bad weather.” The sadness in his eyes disappeared as he gave a dismissive wave and laughed. “Oh well, it’s not bad being alone. In fact, I’ve been alone my whole life.”

“That’s sad,” Ezili murmured, mesmerized by the candles.

“It’s not,” replied the human. “Some people live their whole life surrounded by others, and yet, they’re still lonely.”

As he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, smiled, and blew out the candles, Ezili sat there and pondered over his last words.

They didn’t eat the cake right away, because the humans said they ought to eat it after dinner. Apparently, humans ate three main meals a day—breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Sirens ate when they were hungry, so this was very new to Ezili. She picked up the small shiny thing that shaped like her mother’s trident and pushed around the foods on her plate. “What is this?”

“Fish,” the human said with a smile.

“Dead?”

“You expect me to eat alive fish?”

Ezili scowled at him. “That’s what we eat.”

“You’re human now. Try cooked fish.”

When she didn’t do anything but stare at the plate, the human nudged her hand with his knuckles. “Come on. If you don’t like it, I’ll get you the raw fish in the fridge.”

Ezili doubted that this imbecile creature would poison her with these colourful foods to get away with his responsibility, but at the same time, nothing was impossible.

However, she would probably faint if she didn’t eat. This dinner actually smelled good, and her stomach was rumbling because she hadn’t eaten since yesterday. And so she stabbed the fish’s burned flesh with her little trident, closed her eyes and put it into her mouth. It was soft, salty and a bit spicy, and...surprisingly delicious. She quickly took another bite, and another, and another.

“Wow, you’re really hungry, huh?” The human chuckled. “You like it?”

Ezili nodded fast, unable to answer because her mouth was full.

The human seemed satisfied. “Good. Means I’m a great cook.”

Ezili chewed fast and swallowed as the human began to eat. She tried to copy the way he held the little trident and the knife, and felt like she’d changed. Her mother would hate her so much for enjoying this. And Koa would make sure everyone in their kingdom knew and turn her into a laughing stock.

“Do you have any questions for me?” she said, breaking the silence, mostly to distract herself from thinking about the mission and her family.

The human thought for a second. “Hmmm, I have a bunch so I don’t know where to start.” Then, after a pause, “Why did your mum do this to you? Doesn’t she love you?”

Ezili wished she could stab him for bringing up the topic she’d been trying to avoid. Instead, she sucked in a breath. “She does. It’s just...the way sirens show love is different from humans. We teach our children to be strong from the moment they are born. Sirens live dependent on one another to survive, and so we always have to look out for one another. I guess that’s love for us. My mother is the Sea Queen. She’s very powerful, and so she has high hopes for my sister and I. My sister is better than me, though. I’ve always envied her.”

“Your sister is scary as hell,” the human remarked. “But if your mum is the Queen, you must be a princess.”

“Yeah.”

“Wow, so does that make me Prince Eric?”

“Your name is Eric?”

“No,” the human chuckled. “It’s a reference from The Little Mermaid. You should watch that film. You’d probably hate it though. Anyway, it’s so weird that we don’t know each other’s name. I’m Harry.” The human, well, Harry, put his hand across the table. Ezili didn’t know what to do with it so she just stared.

“I’m Ezili.”

Harry smiled, picked up her right hand and shook it. His hand was bigger than her and warm. She liked it.

“Cool name. Can I call you Ezi?”

Ezili instantly pulled her hand back. “No, you filthy creature. That’s not my name!”

“Ezi is short for Ezili.”

“What?”

Harry ignored the look of confusion she was giving him. “Or I could call you Bubbles. That’s a cute nickname.”

“Why Bubbles?”

“Because…” He tossed his head back and groaned. “Damn, woman, you gotta read the story, too. I can’t make these jokes if you don’t get the references.”

Ezili had so many questions. Just as she was about to ask, the black thing on the table lit up and started playing a song that startled Ezili.

“Sorry. My mum’s calling,” Harry said as he picked up the thing and swiped his fingers across it. “Right on time.”

“Is your mother trapped in that thing?” Ezili asked, clutching the hem of the shirt Harry had told her to wear. It was too big on her but she loved that it was comfortable and kept her warm.

“No, this is a phone,” Harry said, shaking the magical device with light coming out of it. “So my mum’s in London, and when she calls me on the phone, her voice gets transferred through it, and I can hear what she says.” He pushed himself up and told Ezili, “I’ll be right back.”

Once Harry was gone, Ezili sat there and tried her best to process all the new information. It was only her first night on land and she was already going through it. This mission was harder than she thought. Still, she had no choice but to continue. She must have that heart, and her mother would be so proud.

.

.

.

When Harry woke up this time, he was on his private jet.

“Hey.”

He screamed, causing Ezi to fall back into her seat in front of him. He whipped his head around and saw that they were the only two people in this cabin. Before he could even come up with a question, Ezi got up, her hand resting on either side of his seat as she leaned forward, until her face was so close to his that he could smell the vanilla scent of the cake in her breath.

Her eyes sharpened at once. “I know you were trying to get rid of me.”

“No...I didn’t.”

“You did, Harry. You were going to leave me at your beach house. I heard you talking on the phone last night with someone else after talking to your mum. You mentioned a hotel room.”

Harry had booked a room for her on the phone last night. He should have done it on the website.

“But guess what?” A corner of her mouth lifted. “I might not have the ability to control tides anymore, but I still have my voice. And so I can control humans with it. I sang you to sleep last night. Then when your servants came to take you to this metal bird, I made him carry you to the magic black carriage and I came here with you. You think you’re one step ahead, you’re wrong. Try that again. I dare you.”

Harry swallowed hard. He could feel his palms sweating as he rubbed them against his thighs. “Okay, I’m sorry for that,” he said.  “But you can’t control people like that. If someone found out what you’re capable of...what you are...you’d be in big trouble.”

Ezi arched an eyebrow as she slowly backed away and stood straight with her arms across her chest. Thank God, Harry’s mother called just in time. He immediately got up and excused himself to answer the phone. He left a pouty Ezili in the cabin and went to the exit to talk to his mother.

“My precious boy, are you on the plane right now?”

“Yes, Mum,” Harry sighed.

“Good. I just need the name of your date for the seat arrangement.”

Harry stiffened for a second then quickly glanced over his shoulder to check if Ezi was eavesdropping. Fortunately, she was distracted by a magazine.

“Like now?” he asked his mum.

“Yes. Last night you told me you found one.”

Yes, Harry remembered that part, but he’d only said that so his mum would stop pestering him.

He took a deep breath. “Yeah, I did.”

“Her name?”

He hesitated before saying, “Ezili Hans.”

Hans as in Hans Christian Andersen. The writer of The Little Mermaid. If he had the energy to be happy, he’d give himself a pat on the back for the creativity.

“Great,” his mother said, sounding as if he’d just told her he was getting married. “I’m so excited to meet this girl.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Yes, dear?”

“I-I said ‘Well, of course’,” Harry said and covered it up with a nervous laugh.

When he got off the phone with his mum, he felt a light tap on the shoulder and turned around to see Ezi. Shit, had she listened to–

“I promise I won’t use my singing voice to control you again,” she said, to his surprise. "Please. I cannot survive on my own." She twisted the hem of his band-tee uneasily. Even though she looked super cute in his t-shirt and joggers, she was still too underdressed for someone that was travelling on a private jet.

“Fine. You can stay,” he heard himself say while trying to imagine her with actual clothes that fit her.

Ezi’s blue eyes lit up, and the smile that rarely showed up on her face caught Harry off guard. He almost forgot what was happening.

“Really?”

“Yeah.” He nodded. “But we need to set up some rules.”

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[solomonish]

Solomon Headcanons

I didn’t like my old headcanons for him and I think I have a slightly better feel for him so I’m posting these bad boys. Maybe at this rate I’ll just post Solomon HCs every month 

Also this turned into more of a “I’m going to talk about Solomon in depth and maybe throw in one headcanon about kissing him” and is no longer “lol what kind of dates do you go on? <3″ so uh. do with that what you will. It’s also SUPER LONG (or feels that way) so make sure you have a hot second to read them

you can find my for real headcanons for him here but I don’t necessarily stand by them anymore? They’re just there for fun now lol

Solomon’s Relationship With Relationships

Solomon has been alive for...a long time, and with that naturally comes a lot of experiences, negative and positive. It’s also natural that it would also have him break out of traditional structures regarding...everything, but especially things regarding relationships and specific other people.

(Not to get sociological or philosophical about society or whatever, but the way we view everything is accented heavily by the end. With exceptions, and this certainly varies from culture to culture, but as a general idea, we view things expecting them to take place over the span of 70-100 years. Certain positions in politics or business or something try to look at things generationally, but how capable of that are we and how far ahead can we truly see?)

(What I mean to say is that immortality naturally shifts the entire context in which you would view things that were expected to be “lifelong.” What once existed to enrich a life is now a tether to a system that doesn’t necessarily suit his existence.)

Psychologically, however.....I don’t think Solomon has tried to (or even can) rewire himself entirely to the point where he doesn’t feel love. He’s already got a fondness for Simeon and Luke (always crying about him calling them “dear friends” in the circus event i don’t know if he says anything in the lessons because i’m only on like 21 LOL) so he’s clearly capable of fondness and affection.

Not that those should equate exactly to romantic feelings (because they shouldn’t), but there’s undeniable similarities between platonic and romantic affection and, for the purposes of speculating about an immortal’s capability to still feel both, I think they can be equated in this regard.

There are a lot of assumptions I’m making about him to make this post, namely the following: that there is still reconciling to be done internally between his immortality and humanity, that Solomon’s composed and confident nature is a bit of a front (only a bit - I’ll explain more later), and, related to these two, that he even cares about humanity and that he still wants to preserve his humanity.

While this might be my perspective as a regular human, I really don’t believe that the desire to be human and fully encompass what that means has left. If anything, I think his intrinsic desire for knowledge and power stems from it, and he’s just suppressed the “mushier” emotional parts of that as a sort of....defense mechanism, if you will.

SO the tl;dr of this is that you know how alloromantic people just like feel in love and they get their romantic crushes and it’s natural and they can’t control it? Solomon gets that! He just isn’t the type to swoon over someone or really make it known.

He also as a person is big on being manipulative shady and in control, so if he were to just be super obvious about having a crush on someone and not being able to do anything about it, that would sort of tarnish his whole image.

So yeah, I think Solomon just has his emotions on a tight leash when they probe to be out of control. Clearly, he doesn’t have every part of him under this sort of watchful eye (whether that’s because he still wants to feel genuine happiness or he knows if he came across as emotionless and calculated people would trust him even less, I haven’t decided), but those that cause trouble stay behind locked doors.

Additionally, I don’t think Solomon is opposed to falling in love. I’d bet he’s had lots of different partners over the years and remembers them fondly (you know, assuming they ended well)

I also think his immortal status makes dating different? I feel like doesn’t really date to find a life partner because. well. (gestures).

That’s not to say that he doesn’t date casually sometimes or something. In the terms of a serious romantic partnership, though, it’s rare that it happens because he knows that it’ll die with them (and stay within him for probably forever, even if/when there comes a day he can no longer remember their name or their face).

Another assumption I’m making that I forgot to mention: I think it’s rare that Solomon’s serious, long-term partners know the true extent of the magic he dabbles in. Maybe he lets them know it’s real magic, or he pretends it’s all show magic and parlor tricks. Sometimes he pretends his pact marks are tattoos, sometimes he tells the truth. If ever these confessions are laughed off, he laughs them off too and creates a cover story.

He doesn’t intend to lie, but it’s very difficult to meet someone and explain........all of THAT. On which date to you mention that you can control 72 demons? Do you send a card explaining how you’ve been alive since Biblical times and you’re not even sure if you birthday is your real birthday anymore, let alone how old you are? And should that card be store bought or homemade?

So while it’s rare for Solomon to have a serious romantic partnership, it’s even more rare for him to be entirely understood or accepted for EVERYTHING that he is because he can’t get into it. Arguably, that hasn’t happened since his “death” in his original timeline.

A crush for Solomon isn’t a hopeless affair, either. Should you choose someone else, he’ll allow himself the disappointment and move on.

With Solomon, romantic love sparks naturally, but genuine true love isn’t some all-powerful, unstoppable force. He falls more in line with the people who believe it’s a choice and a decision, somewhere between “it’s purely a biological impulse we just gave a fancy name” and “it’s the magic that makes life more enjoyable”

With MC

In the case of MC, however, I think he might initially see it as bothersome or a hinderance to whatever his plan is with being down there for the exchange program. Maybe he convinces himself he’s just naturally attracted to you because you’re human like him. Once he comes to terms with his feelings and gets to know MC a bit more, he might even see it as a lost cause seeing as you already have several of the brothers vying for your affections.

For Solomon to act on a crush that he’s already decided is hopeless, it’ll be up to the MC to show that THEY are interested in HIM

He finds no particular pleasure in being someone who is chased after or “playing hard to get,” but he already has a complicated relationship with complicated relationships. He’s gonna need a down payment of affection a sign that there’s anything even there to pursue 

Traditional flirting, while he’ll have his fun with it (and probably enjoy it at least a little - who doesn’t like feeling desirable?), doesn’t really work for him. Lots of people and creatures have used it to try and charm him, plus he has a pact with Asmo, so at this point he really sees it as more casual fun then an indication of true interest.

Honestly, to get him to realize “oh shit I actually have a chance,” you’re going to have to do two main things: 1) make him feel chosen over the others, and 2) respond to his displays of affection

Making Him Feel Chosen

This isn’t really a competition thing, or some selfish hoarding of your time. The thing is, Solomon knows he isn’t the only one in the running and he knows that anything he has to offer, somebody else could give you a portion of it.

(You won’t get the same experience or combination of traits with somebody else obvi, but with 11 suitors and an added chihuahua, there tends to be a little bit of overlap with everyone)

A crush for Solomon is a romantic interest, but if he intends on pursuing a serious relationship (which, I feel, is what he intends to be the final goal of his crushes as opposed to more casual affairs), he needs to see SOME reciprocation

Being with him is an ordeal, maybe a lifelong one for you, so he needs that assurance that it’ll be worth it and there aren’t better avenues

Basically, this means that ✨ quality time ✨ is of the utmost importance

At first, it doesn’t have to be anything big. Sit with him at lunch when you see him in the cafeteria, meet him in the library while you wait for your demon escort to be finished with their extracurriculars, chat him up in the one class you have together (and then ask him to help you study what you missed in class by talking. it’s a required transfer class but you already know everything about it, right, Solomon? 🥺)

As your relationship progresses, that’s when things start to get harder. Invite him out to things that you think he’ll enjoy, and say yes to as many excursions with him as you can. Bonus points for making it clear that you want to go when you’re unable to attend. 

(He finds himself a little embarrassed how happy it makes him when instead of just a “no” or a “sorry, not today” he gets something like “I’m on dinner duty so I have to spend that time preparing :( but we should definitely make a date so you can tell me about it later!” It makes him feel like a priority.)

It isn’t until you find yourself comfortable enough to ask him to accompany you to something you want to do that he starts to realize you’re hanging out with him for him and not because he’s just offering up a bunch of fun new experiences for you to try.

You don’t even have to say “hey, i’m pretty sure you know all about the birds in the Devildom aviary but I haven’t had a chance to go and would really like to spend the day with you. Wanna come with?” If it’s something that he knows you know isn’t in his wheelhouse, he’ll be able to figure out that OH.....you’re inviting him for HIM.....oh

Make him feel like a priority, like he’s the one that you want, even out of all your choices. You can be as enthralled by the birds in that aviary as you want, just as long as you make it clear that your enthusiasm to be with him is on the same level and he’ll finally kick himself into gear.

Responding to His Affections

Now, you don’t have to do anything you don’t like. I hear in his dame card devilgram he’s a consent king, and he stands by that every day of the week

He also isn’t the type to need an exact equal to everything he does. Yes a relationship is a two way street, but this isn’t saying that if he gets you a gift you need to present him something with equal or greater value within the next 24 hours. he’s not mammon haha i’m so FUNNY

Just...let him know that he’s doing things right. His serious relationships are few and far between and people change as often as the times do, so make sure that he knows what he’s doing is landing. He’s not insecure per se, but he would like to know that he isn’t making a fool of himself entirely, you know?

Don’t brush him off in front of the brothers or he’ll think he’s read the situation all wrong and you’re back to square one. If you do it because you don’t like touching and he put an arm around your shoulder or something, that’s fine, but if he thinks you’re uncomfortable being with him in front of the brothers he’ll wonder if you even liked him at all.

To him, a secret relationship isn’t really feasible. First of all, those brothers are ALWAYS in your business so bold of you to think you’ll have ANY secrets by the time the exchange program is done, and secondly, don’t you both have enough on your plate that you shouldn’t make something that makes you happy needlessly complicated?

He is an odd case and knows there’s a lot that comes with him, so if you’re uncomfortable simply showing that you’re in a relationship and reciprocating, he’ll think you aren’t equipped to handle.....All That.

In case you haven’t noticed, he’s weird. He’s a weirdo. He doesn’t fit in. And he doesn’t want to fit in. Have you ever seen him without that stupid cape on? That's weird.

If you respond to his affections in a similar way, such as putting you arm around his waist or a hand on his back when he puts an arm around your shoulder or reaching up to fix his hair when he reaches to mess with yours, it’ll make him happy for sure. He doesn’t have any specific expectations for you but he’ll like to feel like you’re on the same wavelength.

A lot of his affections are morphed into specific and targeted teasing (but not like *gently bullies u* teasing). It’s a lot of inside jokes at your expense (and the more inside jokes he has, the more he probably likes you)

It’s also a lot of messing up your hair, sharp pokes and frustrating games like “guess what?” “i don’t know, what?” “i told you to guess, MC.” “ugh...you won the lottery” “guess better” “please don’t do this to me Solomon”

He probably responds best to Acts of Service and Quality Time (though at any stage in the relationship he’s a flexible man). While he’s trying to woo you to solidify his spot in first place against everyone else, if you continue to make the effort to be around him or like. recognize he’s taking time out of his day to romance you and do something for him in return he’ll cement the fact that oh yeah, this is happening between the two of you

(not to say that romancing you is a chore, because it’s not, but man if it doesn’t make him happy that you’re wanting to make his life easier on him so he can pursue the other things he enjoys, too.)

What a Relationship with Solomon is Like

He isn’t the biggest person on PDA, or at least not on purpose. He won’t see you and immediately be like ‘oh there they are i need to kiss them kiss kiss kiss’ or whatever, but he’s not averse to it?

He doesn’t want physical affection to be a big deal, or at least not in public. unless that’s what you’re into ;) If the two of you are out and about and you kiss his hand, or you’re a generally physically affectionate person he’ll smile and respond and be generally unbothered by it, but don’t expect him to ever really have the desire to like make out in public or something. Really, you probably won’t get much more than a quick kiss because he DOES always have other things on his mind.

You will NOT be able to get out of him messing with you. If you need him to tone it down that’s fine, but the more you let him get away with, the less energy he’ll have to redirect into other troublemaking activities

Has a weird thing with licking too probably? like he’s not gross about it and it’s not like a NSFW fixation but he’ll do that mom thing where he licks his thumb because “you’ve got something on your cheek” and then reveal that he’s a LIAR

or he’ll put his face really close to yours and stick his tongue out when you turn your head so it hits your cheek

it just gets such a DRAMATIC reaction out of you so that’s why he does it? if you ask him genuinely to stop he will but if you comment on it he’ll just give you a small smile and not say anything then continue to do it

when he messes with you, it’s ok if you say he’s doing something weird but don’t make him feel childish. setting boundaries (and making regular observations - he is kinda weird) is more than alright but admonishing him just feels......off and will turn him sour for a bit

VERY appreciative of someone who supports his adventurous side. Also fond of someone who’s happy to tag along but knows that some things he has to do on his own.

Even if you don’t want to go, he’ll appreciate the support or the interest you show in what he does. Ask him where he’s going and what he’s doing there, but ask him because you’re interested and not because you’re overly worried.

Please be there for him when he gets back to talk about it. He really likes feeling important or cool when he tells his tales, even if all he did was go and catch a few magic salamanders or something.

PLEASE be a soundboard for all of his ideas. He knows that sometimes he’ll talk about things that are way over your head that he hasn’t learned yet, but he really does want your undivided attention. It doesn’t matter if you’re encouraging him, debating with him, telling him the idea is stupid (though don’t pull this one too often unless you intend to ask to be let in to the fun) or just watching in confusion. It’s important to him that you value what he has to say, and he hopes one day that he’ll be able to tell you anything and you’ll have a response to it all. (Even if you don’t learn magic to the degree he knows it, he hopes you’ll get to a point where you understand what he wants, even if you don’t know what magical elements he’s talking about or something.)

A relationship with Solomon is one where you’re both independent, but also can’t imagine not going to the other at the end of the day. It’s startling how quickly you become constant in the other’s life despite being in COMPLETELY different stages of magical development and learning about the demon world.

The relationship will be lots of fun, but there will be many serious moments, too. 

They’ll happen randomly. Maybe something from a class or a spell reminds him of something from his past, or maybe he’s reminded that he can’t remember so many things that he knows were important to him.

Sometimes, his Tuesday night blues will feel like a life-changing existential crises for you, but please, do what you can to be there for him in these moments. It worries him how much love and happiness he’s lost, especially when he knows he promised to remember it.

Once you get him to think aloud, he’ll say super heavy stuff life “What if I’ve forgotten who I really am and now I’m just something other people and magic have morphed me into?” or “When will the human race evolve or go extinct and leave me behind?” and it fucks you up, really. It fucks him up too

But please be patient with him, because there’s something important he has to get off his chest eventually. He’s worried already that he’ll forget you the way he’s probably forgotten so many others, but he doesn’t want to offend you and know that saying it would come off as uncaring.

You won’t have an answer for these moments, and he knows it. It’ll be best if you just hold him tight, stroke his hair if you’re laying down, and reassure him that you don’t care.

With how long he’s been alive, you’ll have to get past caring if you’re his “one true love” because he doesn’t have that. He gave up the right to having a one true love in exchange for never-ending life. But he still loves and he does love deeply, it just has a lot to cut through to properly be articulated.

So tell him. Tell him you know he’s had other loves, that you know you might not even be the best partner suited to him that he’s had. Tell him that you know when your time has come, he’ll find someone else eventually.

Tell him that what matters to you is that he loves you now, that he’s making things work with you now, and that he isn’t secretly yearning for some lover that’s come to pass or yet to come when he’s with you.

You can’t control what happened in the past or what happens in the future, but right now he’s yours and you’re his and he needs to learn to take things one lifetime at a time. Right now is YOUR Solomon time, and what happens after is just a consequence of time and you’ve already forgiven him for it.

instead of “mom says it’s my turn on the xbox” it’s “god says it’s MY turn on the Solomon”

send that to him for real and he’ll probably never forget you lol

How to Make a Relationship with Solomon Work

With all this in mind, the key to a good relationship with Solomon is keeping his head on his shoulders.

He’s ambitious, powerful, scary smart, and capable of so much more than you can even guess and he knows it. It’ll be good for him to have somebody to keep him on the ground.

Now, don’t be overbearing. If you try to stop him from going places or try to hinder his pursuit of knowledge out of fear for his safety, that’ll cause unbelievable strain on him. You will have to learn to let him work his things out the way he wants to, and it won’t always be the safest or most responsible way either.

He doesn’t mind a gentle scolding if he gets hurt. He won’t say it, but he kinda likes to be reminded how important he is to you.

Also be down to have fun and be a little reckless. Your safety will always be a priority to him, but nobody ever got anywhere without a little struggle, right? Sometimes adventuring with him and following him into the darkest magical corners of the world will require multiple (sometime literal) leaps of faith, but he’ll always be there to catch you.

Let Solomon work for you and the relationship, and you work to keep him sane and remind him that he can belong somewhere, even when he’s been himself for who knows how long and nowhere ever really stays the same.

You’ll always have to remind Solomon that not everything revolves around magic and power. He’s not been mortal for some time, so he gets caught up in the heady and lofty topics and ideas. 

Remind him about the simple joys of just having fun and goofing off, that not every moment not spent on homework has to be spent on potions. Remind him (in the human world) how cool a sunset is, or convince him to go through a museum and pretend he’s seeing everything for the first time. 

As much as he lives for understanding the grand topics most people can only dream of beginning to grasp, remind him of the little things. Remind him of human indulgences that he’s abandoned. Get him back in touch with that part of himself.

Solomon as a character feels like he’d be really aloof, but he’s honestly extremely devoted to what he invests his time in. He shows this devotion in small ways that feel more like riddles sometimes, in the way he always comes back after a rather dangerous magical excursion, in the way he shortens his time away so he can get back to you, in the way he learns to quiet his mind so he can properly take care of you and what you need and strengthen your relationship.

One thing that I think is a hallmark of a relationship with him is that Solomon loves things that can teach him more about what he doesn’t know. You don’t need to be the smartest person on the planet, or have a specialized and thorough education in some bizarre topic, or come from somewhere entirely different than what he knows to keep his interest.

You are uniquely human, and you help teach him about himself, the one thing that he can never seem to properly grasp and understand the way he wants to.

More importantly, you are you, the one who made pacts with all seven demon lords, the one captured his heart and promised to take care of it when you could throw it away for anybody else.

And you are the only one who could say those words that he believes. Hopefully, you’ll believe him when he says them, too.

#i feel like i was toeing a line that might have like. disrespected aromanticism and if i did i am so sorry #i just think that like. personally as someone who is alloromantic but not necessarily super OBVIOUS about feeling romantic attraction #there is a line between just being casually romantic or something and aromantic like #yeah i wanna marry my best friend but i still wanna MARRY them you know #marriage being taken here in a romantic context and not just a social institution #i don't know. maybe i just want him to be romantic so i can be romantically involved with him and i'm digging too deep with it #tldr aromantic rights!!! #obey me #obey me shall we date #swd obey me #obey me swd #solomon #obey me solomon #solomon hcs #mine #solomon fluff #? #long post

[yolkyeomie]

Humanity of the Inhuman | Kim Sunwoo

summary — legends are meant for the wild fantasies of the dream world, but when one myth suddenly comes true, you find yourself tangled within its webs of reality.

word count — 5.9k words

pairing — sunwoo x female!reader (ft x juyeon)

genre —college au, gumiho au

disclaimer —!! light mentions of death, blood, and injury !! lol happy birthday to my favorite writing muse in the world, sunwoo :)

part I | part II | part III | part IV?

I.

You close the door behind you, a deep sigh falling out your mouth as you try to recount the events from today. Though you didn’t get very much time to yourself before you were rudely interrupted by banging coming from you bathroom door and an irritated voice shouting at you. “Hey! I know you’re here, I heard the door open and close! Are you going to let me out now or what?”

You glanced down the hall that led to the bathroom and saw the yellow paper talisman stuck on the door, completely untouched since you had placed it there to keep the gumiho in one place. “Wow, it actually works.” You mumble to yourself, slowly approaching the door knowing that the boy inside was struggling to escape.

You didn’t know how effective the talisman would be since nine tails were said to be rather powerful beings but it was truly working wonders to keep him in one place. Maybe he wasn’t very strong in reality? “Hey fox boy! I’ve got some questions, if you answer at least one of them I’ll let you out.”

You could hear the boy scoff from the inside, probably in disbelief that he was being held hostage by a human with no power to their name. “Doesn’t that sound fair?” You continued, “your freedom for information that I want, good deal right?”

“I don’t think I’m understanding correctly,” the boy began, slamming his fist against the bathroom door one last time to try and break free. You jumped back on instinct, the gumiho’s strength shaking the door on its hinges. Yet the paper talisman stood strong and refused to budge, making it hard for you to not break a smile a few moments later at the gumiho’s struggle. “What information could you, a human, possibly need from a gumiho, huh? Are you trying to get yourself killed?”

“I’m curious,” you admit, sitting down in front of the door and watching the boy’s shadow underneath the small gap in the door. “I'm taking mythology as a fun little elective class and we were just beginning to learn the lore behind nine tailed foxes, I just wanna see which type of myths are true and fake.”

“And you had to lock me,” the door handle jiggled for a moment to show the gumiho’s distress, “in your bathroom to do this?”

“You tried to kill me! What else was I supposed to do?” You complained, frustrated with the boy despite not even being face to face with him. “I was lucky enough to have a talisman sitting in my house that my parents had gotten me weeks ago! If I didn’t push you in there and put the talisman on the door, you probably would have eaten my liver or something.”

“I wouldn’t have eaten your liver,” the boy argued, a loud thump hitting the door as he spoke. It didn’t sound like a punch, more like he had put his back on the door and leaned ups against it. “Even if I wanted to, you made the dumb decision of saving me so now I’m in debt to you.”

“What? I’m sorry, can you run that back for a second?” You questioned, scooting up toward the door eagerly at this new piece of information. “What do you mean you're in debt to me?”

“The other day, when you told me you had saved me after I was attacked? You’ve binded me to you for doing me that favor, leaving me in debt to you. I cannot harm you while I’m debt to you unless I repay you for it.”

The silence between the two of you let a cold shiver run down your spine, though you were too busy processing the information he had given you. “It’s kinda like… an honor code but for gumihos. It was put in place by higher spirits in hopes of lessening the attacks caused by us. It never really worked though, no one dares to approach a fox in fear of being eaten.”

“I’m guessing that’s how it was centuries ago or something…,” you snorted, crossing your arms as you reminisced upon you accidentally stumbling across his injured body.

“Because no one tried, the message never got passed down to the next generations,” he explained, “so it’s become a lost piece of our mythos. Honestly I would have liked to keep it that way as well, but here you are bringing this rule back to fruition. Either way, I’m not going to kill you until I repay you, so there’s no need to keep me in here anymore.”

“You promise you’re not going to jump out and eat my liver the moment I open the door?” You questioned him, getting off the ground as you spoke.

The other side of the door was quiet for a moment before the boy finally answered, “you have my word.”

Cautiously, you put one hand on the door handle and took the talisman within the other. With silent prayer to any otherworldly being that might be watching you and the gumiho from above, you snatched the talisman off of the door and braced yourself for the unforgiving claws of the nine tailed fox you had trapped in your bathroom.

Though all you were greeted by was the grateful smile of the boy you had rescued, a hint of mischief sparkling in his ever changing amber eyes before settling to a deep dark brown to blend in with the mortals of your world. “That wasn’t that hard was it? Now if you excuse me—“

Before you even had the chance to retaliate, the boy darted between you and the door like a quick breeze in the air. He was much faster than you had anticipated, though it should have been expected from a creature such as a nine tailed fox. “Wait, where are you going? I had questions to ask!”

The boy stopped in his tracks, struggling to comprehend where the exit to your home was. He may have been in your house, but the most he had seen was your living room and bathroom. He cursed under his breath for finding himself trapped in an unfamiliar surroundings once again. You watched as the gumiho let out a deep sigh of frustration, turning around to face you with an annoyed yet sweet smile on his face. “Of course… the questions. How could I forget! Tell me, what is it that a human wants to know about gumihos?”

You held up the talisman as a warning sign, not knowing if it still had any useful power to it but it was definitely enough to get the nine tailed fox on his best behavior. “First off, who are you? Or more like… what’s your name? And why were you bleeding to death in rain when I found you?”

“Asking for a lot already, aren’t you?” He mumbled, snorting to himself as he threw himself onto your small couch. “My name is Sunwoo and as you know I am a nine tailed fox. As to why I was bleeding in that alleyway… I was attacked, like I told you before.”

“Okay, Sunwoo, I get that you were attacked but why?” You continued to pester, your curiosity of the gumiho’s situation overtaking your thoughts. The more he tried to hide what was going on, the more curious you became. Though you shouldn’t get close thanks to Juyeon, who knew what he’d do to you if you got closer. “A small argument doesn’t just lead into nearly murdering a person! Or well… fox.”

“My apologies…” he trailed off, looking to you for information.

“Y/N,” you answered him, “it’s Y/N.”

“My apologies, Y/N, but that sort of information is classified,” Sunwoo shrugged, flinching slightly as you threatened him with the talisman, “I just don’t think you’d want to involve yourself in gumiho business. It’s not something a human should be sticking their nose into either way.”

You roll your eyes at his excuse, pointing to yourself as you exclaimed, “have you already forgotten? I am your savior and you’re in debt to me! I should at least know why the victim was keeping attacked in the first place don’t you think? Just think of it as… you repaying your debt to me now.”

“That’s not how that works.” The boy explained, slightly cringing at your actions as he watched you place yourself upon a pedestal to ring information out of him. “I’m in debt to you, yeah, but it means I quite literally owe my life to you. You saved my life, now under whatever circumstances that might occur, I will save yours.”

“Tell me why happened, Sunwoo,” you urged, a little more aggressively this time.

“I stole a fox bead from another gumiho.” He admitted, crossing his arms as he leaned back into the couch. You could almost feel Sunwoo’s hair on his skin rise as he recalled the events prior, trying to decide what he wanted to say and what he’d keep from you. “They had found me and attacked in an attempt to get it back and as a result, left me there to die when they thought they had retrieved it. Luckily for me, they took a fake instead.”

“Fox bead?” You questioned, trying to wrack your head around in an attempt to remember if you had heard of such a thing before. Though you’re not sure if your mythology class had gotten far enough into your gumiho lesson to cover it. “What is that, fox beads?”

“It’s a bead for foxes, everyone has one,” Sunwoo teased, though quickly adding the actual explanation before you could threaten him again, “it’s a bead that provides most of the power and future knowledge that a gumiho could ever ask for, making them one of the most popular beings alive. The only way to obtain this amount, though, is by absorbing the energy of a human.”

“By kissing them?” You questioned, and Sunwoo nodded his head in reply. “My god, I can’t believe he was actually right…” you realized, recalling the information that Juyeon had given you. Nine tailed foxes feed off of a human’s existence, but who would have known they gain more power as a result of taking an innocent human’s life.

Instinctively, you cover your mouth as defense against Sunwoo, not completely trusting the gumiho as he laughed at you. “Have you already forgotten, Y/N? You’re my savior, I owe my life to you. I can’t harm you until that debt has been paid off.”

“Why would you steal a fox bead if every gumiho has one? Just go fill up your own bead you… sicko…” you glare, the vivid image of the gumiho in front of you snatching the life out of humans prevalent in your mind.

“I stole it because the gumiho who had this specific one had almost filled it all.” Sunwoo explained, he held his hand out for you to see as a flash of light sparked in his palms, an object beginning to form within his grasp as his eyes turned the same amber yellow as before. You watched as a glowing bead appeared in his hands, the same color as his foxish eyes and making a light jingle sound every time it moved.

“This is…,” you mumbled, mesmerized by such a beautiful crystal being presented to you.

“The fox bead, the nearly completed fox bead.” Sunwoo nodded. “There hasn’t been a fox bead of this variety in many, many millennia. If the gumiho I stole this from gets his hands on this again and gives it the last bit of human energy it needs? All hell will break loose. That’s what I stole it, or was instructed to steal it. A fox bead of this strength cannot be destroyed by just any gumiho, but by a—”

“Shut up for a second,” you interrupted him, putting the talisman down as inching closer to the fox bead. As the object moved around in Sunwoo hands, the jingling continued to get louder and louder in your head. It got to the point where it finally clicked in your head as to why you were drawn to fox bead in the first place. “I’ve heard this before, the ringing… jingling sound it makes.”

“The fox bead?” Sunwoo questioned, his eyes shooting up to yours at an alarming speed. When you nodded your head his amber yellow eyes snapped back to the natural dark browns and the fox bead disappeared from his hands. “What do you mean you heard the fox bead?”

“Before I found you, I heard jingling. Like… bells or wind chimes or something like that. I followed it because I was curious and it led me straight to you.” You explained yourself, recalling the events rather easily. “And it happened again earlier today when I was on the phone with my friend. It led me outside of my room which brought me straight to where you were. I guess what I was hearing all along was the fox bead.”

“Y/N…” he mumbled, struggling to father his thoughts as he spoke. “Y/N, the fox bead doesn’t make any noise. Or at least, humans cannot hear the jingling of a fox bead unless they are the gumiho’s next target. And we already know it couldn’t have been me because I’m in debt to you.”

You thought to yourself for a moment before replying, “are you saying that the gumiho you stole from… he was planning on using my energy to complete his fox bead?”

II.

“Okay, I understand this is a serious situation, but is all of this really necessary?” You turned your wary gaze toward Sunwoo, fidgeting with the sleeves of your jacket as you watched the boy wander not too far behind you.

Despite your cautious tone, the gumiho was a lot more relaxed than you were. Dressed brand new clothes you had bought specifically for him the day before, Sunwoo took in his surroundings with his keen dark eyes in search of the gumiho that was targeting you. “Of course it’s necessary. If I leave you to your own devices, the gumiho targeting you may try to strike and you will be gone before anyone finds out what happened… if they find out what happened that is.”

You shouldn’t be feeling this anxious about everything. After all you are on your turf, the college campus, and you have a mythical nine tailed fox following your move. You're more safe here than you could be anywhere else. Maybe it’s the fact that you can’t believe any of this is actually happening, it feels like you're in some sort of twisted fairytale than reality if you had to be honest.

Seriously, nine tailed foxes? Fox beads? Being the final victim for the beast? None of that is believable if you were simply hearing it but here you are experiencing it all.

“Well, at least don’t stick around so close,” you scold him, shooing him as far away as you could. “What if I come into contact with the nine tailed fox, and he sees you? He thinks you’re dead after all!”

“Actually...” Sunwoo trailed off, trying to word his next sentence as gently as possible. “Not exactly…? I mean… maybe like a day or two ago he would have believed I’m dead but—”

You stop in your tracks immediately, spinning on your heel to face the gumiho with a furious glint in your eyes, “—What do you mean ‘but’, Sunwoo?”

“It doesn’t take long for a gumiho to realize when they have a fox bead that’s not theirs,” he explained leaning up against the wall and fiddling with his hair as he spoke. “It’s an innate ability we all have, the one that the gumiho took was mine and that thing is completely empty. It was enough to give me time to get out of the city but then…”

“I found you and we figured out that the nine tailed fox was coming for me.” You finished off, wanting to curse yourself for ever stopping for the boy in the first place. You almost wish you didn’t get yourself involved with the nine tailed foxes, almost. “What's the point in doing all of this then?”

“It’s so I can find out where exactly the gumiho is hiding and keep him from you,” Sunwoo grinned, “and then stall him just enough so that I take his fox bead and destroy it.”

You stared at him for a few moments more before letting out an intensely deep sigh. For some reason, the plan that Sunwoo had created didn’t seem very fool proof. But what could you do? After all, you were the human and he was the gumiho. He knew a lot more about nine tailed foxes then you could ever imagine. He, unfortunately, held your life in the palm of his hands.

“Well you can’t stay beside me all of time,” you hissed, finally approaching the room that held your mythology class. “I don’t think I really want to explain to my class how I found and saved a nine tailed fox right after we started the course for your mythos.”

“You can let me in, it’s fine!” He grinned, trying to weasel his way past you and into the class before you could catch him. “I want to know what humans learn about gumihos! You know, give them a few pointers and let them know what’s true and what’s not true.”

“Sunwoo, no!” You snapped, your hands wrapping around his shirt collar and pulling him back as hard as you could. He lurched backward and nearly tumbled to the ground, shocked by your sudden burst of strength. “Are you really trying to keep me safe or are you in cahoots with the other nine tailed fox, him?”

The boy frowned at your accusations, forcing himself back into his feet as he opened his mouth, “Y/N—“

“Y/N!” You turned your head with neck breaking speed to see Juyeon approaching you from down the hall, his gleeful and generous smile beaming down on you once he got your attention. In a panic you turned back to Sunwoo, wanting to give your last attempt at shooing him away before realizing he had disappeared within an instant. The last hint of the gumiho’s mere existence was the faint jingle of the fox bead he had stolen echoing in your ears, so at least you knew he was still around.

You spun on your heels to face Juyeon as relaxed as possible, anxiously fumbling with your hands as he stopped in front of you. “You’re rather early aren’t you? Who were you talking to?”

“I was on the phone,” you quickly responded, your mind running miles as you tried your best to give him an excuse, “with Kevin! He was just checking up on me after the whole… spirits in my house fiasco.”

“Oh, I remember you coming to me about that,” he nodded, nervously adjusting the bag slung over his shoulder. “Are you okay actually? You never gave me an update on the sounds you were hearing and it… worried me, I guess.”

You slowly begin to smile at Juyeon’s kindness, jokingly punching him in the shoulder as you said, “aw, how sweet! Checking up on your good ol’ school friend, huh?”

“School friend…,” he trailed off, hesitating for a moment before smiling at you with the tips of his ears burning a slight shade of red. “Of course I’m worried about my school buddy! Mythology isn't fun without you there with me after all.”

You pat his back in reassurance, “don’t worry, everything is fine for the most part. Though…,” you stopped, wondering how you could discreetly mention Sunwoo’s existence and his warning of you being hunted by a nine tailed fox to the boy. Did you need to tell him actually? None of that was actually of Juyeon’s concern. But… he did say he was worried about you.

“If I needed to go somewhere… somewhere away from my home…,” the jingling from the past few days echoed in your ears as you spoke to him. The fox bead, Sunwoo, was nearby again. You should finish this conversation as quickly as you could. “Would you open your dorm to me? Just for like a day or so! I wouldn’t overstay—“

“Of course!” He blurted, his eyes wide with glee but quickly glistening over with embarrassment. Juyeon cleared his throat as he tried to continue the conversation as normal as he possibly could. “I mean— uh— I’d be happy to, don’t worry. I’d have to clean up a lot and move Hyunjae out so he won’t bother you so just… make sure to give me a heads up, okay?”

You blinked once, then twice, then once more just in case you were seeing what you were seeing. After a few moments of awkward silence after the boy’s rambling, you grinned at him. “Why didn't you question me for not asking Kevin first?”

“I…,” Juyeon struggled to reply, his face flushing as he realized what he had done. “You’re my school friend, Y/N! I’m going to help you when I can, of course. What type of friend would I be if I didn’t?”

You couldn’t tell if the awkward silence between the two of you was because of Juyeon’s terrible lie or the fact that both of you were still astonished by what came out of his mouth. Though you didn’t have time to ponder on it any longer when the fox bead jingled in your ears again and the boy finally piped up, “I’m gonna go ahead and head inside now. See you, Y/N, in like… three minutes or something, I don’t know—“

“—I’m gonna make a call back to Kevin first,” you added on, finally gaining control over your body again as you pulled out your phone and gestured to it. “I’ll see you in a bit.”

He nodded a few more times than needed before skipping into the mythology class, not even daring to look back at you as he disappeared within the class. You couldn’t tell whether Juyeon’s genuinely just being his normal kind self to you or if his actions were motivated by something deeper, you honestly didn’t want to find out at the moment. Not when there was a gumiho out for your head at the moment.

“Alright, Sunwoo, you can come out now—“ your breath hitched as you felt a hand tug aggressively at your wrist, practically snatching you away from the doors to your mythology classroom and into a more secluded hallway.

When you looked up Sunwoo loomed over you, his dark eyes turning into its mystic amber yellow and his nails digging into your skin as his grip grew tighter and tighter. “Are you crazy?” He questioned, though the jingle of the fox bead he had stolen nearly drowned out his voice. “Why were you talking to him?”

“Juyeon?” You question, yanking your arm away from him and taking a giant step away from him. “He’s… he’s my friend, why would I not talk to him? I’ve been taking this class with him since the semester started. He’s a good guy, don’t worry about him.”

“He’s not some good guy, Y/N,” Sunwoo warned, holding out his fist for you to see. Curiously you watched as the fox bead began to form in the palm of his hand, gleaming a much brighter light and practically pulsing with the energy of humans trapped within it. For something so morbid, you sure found it beautiful. “Juyeon is a gumiho, why are you trusting him?”

“Huh?” You respond, unsure of whether or not you had actually heard him correctly. “I’m sorry, repeat that one more time for me.”

“Lee Juyeon,” Sunwoo answered, reciting his full name without you even needing to tell him, “is a gumiho, the very gumiho I stole this fox bead from. Juyeon is targeting you.”

III.

“Y/N!” Sunwoo yelled, banging his fist against the bathroom door like he had been doing for the past couple of days. He was in time out for telling such a ridiculous lie and assuming you’d believe him right off of the bat just because he was a mythical creature. “Y/N, why are you being like this? Can you at least talk to me again.”

You didn’t respond as you laid face first on your couch, struggling to block out the gumiho’s voice from your head. Did he really think you’d believe that Juyeon, the boy you’ve known for nearly the entire semester, was a gumiho? Nine tailed foxes may be master manipulators, but there were some lies that were outrageous enough for even the most simpleminded folk to see past.

“Y/N, you can’t keep me in here forever! Juyeon will come after you when least expect it and—“

“Shut up!” You finally snapped, grabbing a hold of one of the cheap decorative pillows laid across your couch and throwing it as hard as you physically could at the bathroom door. Though the pillow only made it halfway across the room before crashing to the ground without a sound, leaving your sigh of frustration to fill the gap left by the silence.

“I just… I don’t understand. You humans make no sense at all! Why is it so hard to accept the fact that Juyeon is a gumiho?” Sunwoo complained, forcing you to get off the couch and march your way toward the bathroom door. “You wanted to figure out why you heard the fox bead make noise and now you have your answer, Juyeon has been targeting you this entire time! Why are you defending him so hard—“

You snatched the talisman off the door and swung the door open with the ferocity of a tiger, taking the nine tailed fox off guard and watching him stare up at you with a wide eyed and frazzled expression. “Maybe I’m defending him so hard because I’ve been him much longer than I’ve known you! Juyeon has been nothing but… but sweet and kind to me all semester, he’s been looking out for me for who knows how long, and you just want me to believe that he’s out to take my life?”

Sunwoo blinked at your words before vigorously nodding his head, “yes, of course!”

An angry growl of frustration escaped your mouth, getting ready to slap the talisman back on the door and lock the nine tailed fox back inside. “Aren’t gumihos literally trickster spirits? I can’t believe I’ve believed everything that’s come out of your mouth so far. Who knows how many times you’ve already lied to me? Next thing I know you’re going to try and eat my livers when I least expect it!”

However the boy was much more sly and quicker than you could have ever been, so he easily slipped out of the way before you could do so, “I thought I already explained I’m not going to kill you? I physically cannot do so. I have an honor code to follow, genius!”

“How do I know that’s not a lie too, hm?” You questioned, crossing your arms like a child as you walked away from him. “You have no proof of this… this nine tailed fox honor code. How should I trust the words that come out your mouth, hm?”

Sunwoo frowned, the corners of his mouth going as low as they possibly could. “Do you like him or something? Suddenly all the trust we’ve built up has crumbled into nothingness, it’s really getting on my nerves.”

“I do not like Juyeon, he’s just a really good friend!” You shouted, retaliating sharply to the nine tailed fox. The boy nodded his head slowly, clearly not believing your words and rolling his eyes not long after. “But the stuff you’re saying? Unbelievable, this entire situation is unbelievable as is!”

“How do I make you believe what I say, without you accusing me of being a ‘master manipulator’?” Sunwoo mocked, though genuinely trying to find a solution to your disagreement. “I could tell you that I can’t lie to save my life, but you’d think that’s me trying to manipulate you or something again. You know, not all gumihos are good at lying! Some of us are—“

“Prove it,” you demanded, gesturing around your living room as you waited for him to respond. “Prove that you’re not going to harm me and prove that Juyeon is actually a nine tailed fox. I need cold hard facts and visual evidence before I can go on and trust you with my life again.”

“Y/N,” Sunwoo whined, trying to get you to let him off the hook just this one time. Yet you shook your head, sat down on the couch, and simply waited for him to somehow prove he wasn’t just being the stereotypical nine tailed fox she had been learning.

“Go on,” you urged him, “I’m waiting.”

The gumiho looked around in a frenzy, unsure of what exactly he could do to win your trust. You sat and watched him struggle, trying to wrack your own brain around why you had trusted Sunwoo so easily. Was it because you found him while he was injured and dying? But you should never trust strangers in the street anyway, whether they were at death’s door or not!

Maybe it was that cursed fox bead, it’s soft ring echoing in your ears and clouding your judgement each time you needed to make a decision. Were you even sure that the fox bead wasn’t actually his? He could have been lying about that whole situation too…

“I got it!” Sunwoo exclaimed, catching you off guard and shaking you from your thoughts. You look up to see the boy holding his hands out in front of him, his eyes beginning to shift into that familiar amber yellow and an object forming in his hands.

“Hey! No gumiho powers can be used!” You yelled, leaping up from your seat to stop him. Though the gumiho only stepped out of the way, raising his hands straight up so that you couldn’t reach him. “How do I know that it doesn’t amplify your ability to manipulate or not?”

“This can’t be done without the power of a gumiho in the first place,” he hissed, lowering his hands once the stolen fox bead finally materialized in his hands. “Do you want me to prove that I can’t harm you or what?”

You hesitate for a moment and a large smile begins to grow across Sunwoo’s face. “Then this is the only way I can prove it to you. I’ve told you once before that the fox bead is used to absorb human energy, so I’m going to use it on you to show that I genuinely cannot hurt you.”

“Use the fox bead on me…?” You repeat, letting his words slowly process before Juyeon’s words begin to blare through your head. “Wait… doesn’t that require like… kissing me? No, absolutely not! What if this is just a plow to kill me or something?”

“Y/N,” Sunwoo held the fox bead in his hands, it’s glow shining through the crevices of his hands as he spoke, “do you trust me?”

“No!” You quickly replied, “no, I do not!”

“Perfect, that’s the whole point of us doing this then!” He grinned, opening his mouth and dropping the fox bead in like a piece of candy. “It’ll be like two seconds, don’t worry! Well, it’ll feel like two seconds depending on whether or not the fox bead actually absorbs your energy...”

“Sunwoo!” You snap, finding yourself trapped behind the couch and the nine tailed fox in front of you. He took two enthusiastic steps forward before you put your hands in front of you, pushing him to arms length as you quickly spilled, “are you sure this is the way we have to do this? Can you figure out any other way?”

“No I can’t,” Sunwoo hissed between clenched teeth, urging you to put your hands down. “Can we please get this over with so that we can move on to other things? This will take like two seconds.”

“Ugh, fine!” You finally comply, tapping your lips and growling out, “let’s just… get this over with, if you end up actually killing me with this I will haunt you in the afterlife!”

The gumiho leaned in close, his hands hovering over your shoulders and his breath fanning across your face while the sparkle of the fox bead glistening in the corner of your eye. It gleamed in between the roof of his mouth and tongue before you no longer could catch sight of its glow, Sunwoo’s lips pressed fully onto yours without warning of his sudden roughness.

You yelp at his actions but it was entirely eaten up by the gumiho pressing his hands into you, engulfing the fleeting moment as quickly as he could. Somehow you found the strength to separate yourself from him, taking a moment to inhale just once and let out a “Sunwoo—“ before the boy dove right back in again.

He moved from your shoulders to cup your face in his hands while his weight pushed the both of you onto the couch below. You were practically drowning in the gumiho’s desires, too engrossed in Sunwoo’s kiss to notice the fox bead rolling out of his mouth into yours. Though the boy pulled back suddenly, breaking kiss and leaving the two of you breathless and in silence. If you didn’t have the willpower to hold yourself back, you probably would have pulled him back in again… how embarrassing.

His amber yellow eyes twinkled for a moment before shifting back into its illusion of a dark brown and he finally spoke to break the stillness of your home, “look to the sky, look to the land, and then look the people,” Sunwoo explained, having deep breaths after each sentence, “then swallow the fox bead.”

You didn’t get a chance to reply before the gumiho kissed you again, filling you up with the same adrenaline from not even a few seconds ago then retaking the fox bead from your mouth. You blinked a few times to bring yourself back to reality, wanting to ground yourself before speaking another word out your mouth, “why?”

“That’s how you defend yourself against a gumiho and destroy the fox bead all together.” Sunwoo responded, rising off of the couch and taking a few steps away from you. “The only reason you didn’t feel your energy being drained was because that wasn’t my fox bead and I am obligated to protect you, not harm you. You just need to know in case Juyeon takes his back and comes for you.”

“Why didn’t you just tell me instead of—,” you cut yourself off, covering your mouth with your hands and hoping desperately that Sunwoo didn’t catch the intense burning of your ears or beating of your heart, “instead of… showing... me...”

Sunwoo grinned, a grin so eerily similar to a real fox that you almost scoffed. “Because you thought I was manipulating you and wanted me to prove my innocence. Oh and don’t worry about me proving Juyeon is a gumiho, I’ve got something planned that will help.”

He stopped talking for a moment, licking his lips as you finally found the strength to sit upright on the couch and turned his piercing dark eyes toward you. “Of all the things, I didn’t expect you to taste like strawberries? How… interesting.”

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ʙᴜᴄᴋʏ ʙᴀʀɴᴇs x sɪʙʟɪɴɢ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ: ANON Yay it’s my bday ^^ can I ask my favorite blog for an imagine? One where you’re a winter soldier but were trained secretly so bucky don’t know you. But you’re also buckys sister. So as you get the mission to kill him you found him in the tower when all avengers sit together. First buck is happy that you’re still alive and most likely can’t believe it but as you start attacking him, he knows what’s going on ( & you also have a cyber arm). In the end you remember him and he helps you through this?

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: angst, gun use? Also this kinda an au but like kinda sort of lol; in other words timeline fucked up lmao

ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ’s ɴᴏᴛᴇs: Happy Birthday bug! Omg! My birthday is on Saturday fellow aquarius ;) Also thank you so much for calling me your favorite writer that makes me so happy I can't even begin to say much that means to me. 

ps im posting twice today! what omg! so yeah stay tuned really soon for a really good steve smut i just wanted to get this one put today for the anon’s birthday :)

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Betcha ya never thought sibling rivalries could get this out of hand. 

You and your twin brother James Buchanan Barnes stood across each other on the roof of the Avengers Tower. Bucky had settled with the team when Hydra was defeated in DC. thighs were going very well and he finally felt like he was doing good again in his life. He felt like he had a family again, especially when Steve was still alive.

Speaking of family, you barged in the Tower earlier today looking for Bucky and when  you found he couldn't believe his eyes. He was so happy and confused to see you but nonetheless rushed over to give a long needed hug. 

The second he took a step forward you aimed your gun and shot several times at him. His metal raised up and blocked the bullets but that didn't stop you. 

“Who the hell is that?” Bat aske Steve while hiding and loaded her gun to fight back.

“That’s Y/n,” Steve said in distress. 

He had a sort of crush on you back in the 30s when you guys were teenagers, but like Bucky, he thought everyone he knew then was dead. First he found Bucky who tried to kill him, and now he found you, or you found them, and you also trying to kill Bucky. 

“Who’s Y/n?” Nat asked.

“Buck’s sister, they look nothing alike though,” Steve explained.

“There’s another Barnes?” Tony shouted.

“I thought she was dead.”

You threw Bucky across the room and while he stayed on the ground groaning, you pulled out your gun again and shot at him missing every single bullet because of his stupid metal arm. Two can play that game. Literally.

You stormed up to him and grabbed his throat pulling him up and choking him. Bucky’s eyes bulged out his head; how were you so strong? He tried to hit your head but was unlucky, so he took his metal hand and chopped it down your right arm hoping to buckle your elbow so you’d let go but to his and everybody’s surprise you didn’t budge.

Istead the prominent sound of metal against metal echoed loudly throughout the room and everyone’s expressions were shocked, confused, scared. You threw Bucky again to the side and his hand was wrapped around your wrist so when he was thrown he took your hand glove with him and as he guessed, bright shiny and silvery metal glowed for everyone to see. 

“She’s a winter soldier,” Nat said.

“What?” 

“Before the Black Widow academy became what it is, what I am, they experimented on others to turn them into people like Bucky; Winter Soldiers. They all had bad effects, turned aggressive and too violent to be trained. But it was rumored another person was a success but I didn't think they used them, well her. You said she was his twin?” Nat said.

“Yeah, fraternal,” Steve said.

“So they share similar DNA, it makes sense for the serum to work on her if worked on him.”

“Do you think she was kidnapped?” Steve asked. 

“I wouldn’t doubt Hydra,” Nat said sadly. 

Bucky ran to the roof in hopes to get away but you were just as fast and light on your feet. You trained the same way. So now you and James Buchanan Barnes, traitor, stood across each other on the roof of the Avengers Tower.

“Y/n,” Bucky said calmly. You grumbled and huffed not liking the name he was calling you. 

“Y/n, I know you know me.”

“I do. You’re the soldier who betrayed your fathers. You left your home,” you said harshly.

“That’s not my home. And it’s not yours either. I know you remember me,” Bucky took a step forward slowly.

Steve bursted through the roof access door stopping when he saw you and Bucky talking. Bucky looked back at him and motioned Steve to stand next to him.

“You remember this punk, looks different but he had googly eyes for you, remember? You told me you wouldn’t date someone younger than you. I told you it was only a year but you didn’t wanna admit like the fucker back,” Bucky explained. Your head was beginning to pound and a ringing sound pierced your ears. 

“You’re my mission,” you said with teary eyes; you felt this connection with the long haired traitor but you couldn’t pin it. Your brain was too scrambled from the electroshocks. 

“I had a mission too.”

“And you failed! You betrayed your family!”

“They are not family! You’re family!” 

You huffed opening and closing your fists anxiously; they were beginning to look more and more familiar.

“Y/n, it’s Bucky, Buck-a-roo, B,” he said the nicknames you once called him so long ago. 

“I don’t remember you,” you cried, “I have to kill you.”

“No you don’t. Those people, they’re not good. They’re not family. They don’t love you. I love you, Steve loves you. Come home,” Bucky sobbed.

He picked up your hand and you looked at him in his vibrant ocean blue eyes. Those same eyes you were always so jealous of growing up. 

“Stay here. We can help you remember. We’ll keep you safe, I’ll keep you safe. You’re my sister,” Bucky cupped your face gently.

Your head ached horribly, flashes of memories you didn’t know you had came up and tears flowed down your face. 

“I know what it's like to be scared they’re gonna hurt you but I swear on my life, no one’s gonna hurt again. I promise, just come home,” Bucky whispered. The rest of the team watched and anticipated what could happen, complete shock with what was happening in front of them. 

You looked at Bucky and your face dropped into an expressionless cold look. He was tricked. He grabbed your hand and pushed away the gun shooting at nothing thankfully. He pinned you under him.

“Get off of me!” you screamed and wiggled.

“Y/n! Please, look at me!” Bucky said.

“I know how you feel. You're confused, angry, helpless. It feels awful, I know.”

“I hate this, I’ve killed so many people,” you cried.

“I know,” Bucky sat up and hugged you.

“You’re safe, with me. Ok?” He said.

“Forever and Always?” you asked. 

This was something you always said to each other. You were sort of jealous of Bucky and Steve’s ‘Til the end of the line’ so you came up with ‘Forever and Always’ and it was your promise to be there for each other just like he promised Steve. Bucky’s tears spilled over and he hugged you tightly knowing you were already starting to remember. 

“Forever and always, doll.”

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light the fire | one shot

> part of the acquainted series <

summary: namjoon isn't the type to go looking for love. after all, he doesn't have the most exciting track record with women. but when he meets ryujin, something within him comes alive and he's eager to know all about her.

pairing: namjoon x ryujin

genre: slight fluff, smut

words: 4.2k

warnings: [please read after you finish chapter 12 of acquainted] cussing, mature language, implied sexual content, club/bar scene, alcohol consumption, tipsy-slightly rough-unprotected sex, big dick kink, straddling, breast play, oral (m. & f. receiving), after care cuddles

note: my lovely anon - this goes out to you. i hope you enjoy! 💗

Namjoon wasn't necessarily lucky with the ladies. Hence, his stupid little jokes about how Seokjin couldn't even send a lady friend his way even though his ass was engaged. Selfish as hell! But also, he can't really say that he's bothered by it. His story isn't too exciting; he's had the girlfriend that cheated, he's had the girlfriend that wasn't entirely into the relationship as much as he was, he's been rejected by someone who really fell deep for. Same old cliché shit. But just because of all that, doesn't mean he looks for love. He doesn't really care for it much. He figures it'll happen naturally. He's tired of chasing, you know? He's tired of putting himself out there. So for once, he'll just sit back and let it fall right onto his lap.

Literally and figuratively.

The club wasn't really his scene either [I guess when you get older this is the shit you say all the time], but he loved Jungkookie as his little brother that he would do anything for that guy. Plus, it had been awhile since the guys had gotten together like this. He was gonna go and look good, but he wasn't expecting much out of it. He figured he'd grab drinks and get drunk with the boys, sit around or press himself awkwardly against the wall like a true wallflower. Maybe grab a dance with one chick and then call it a night.

He didn't really have plans, honestly.

But that's before he sees Ryujin being all cute, chopping it up with the group and buying shots in her itty bitty dress. It fuels something inside of him, almost pushing him to feel more alive than he has felt in awhile and do something about it. He's really trying to check her out, see what she's about, but Seokjin is in his face with this stupid ass look because he can't stand Jungkook being all up on his girl.

"Whew, a shot for you!" Ryujin yells and beams a bright big smile as she hands him the shot glass. "Ryujin, by the way."

"Namjoon." He takes the shot glass and lightly tips it up in the air. "Thanks for the shot."

"No problem." She smirks at him, quickly looking at him up and down.

"It's his 23rd birthday today!"Namjoon hears Hoseok yell, grabbing Jungkook's shoulders and playfully massaging it.

"Yeah, it's his birthday Y/N! Give the boy some love!" Ryujin turned to wink from where she was at. Namjoon edges himself a little closer to the bar to be near her, watching as she begins to lightly flirt around with Yoongi. Ryujin feels his arm lightly brush up against hers, causing her to turn her attention back on him.

"Isn't it weird to run into your professor and his friends here?" Namjoon breaks the ice, causing her to chuckle.

"Not at all. We're not in a classroom or anything sooo technically, he's not my professor right now."

"Touché. I'll give you that." Namjoon smiles before taking his shot to the neck while Ryujin watched. He caught her eyes eyeing his neck, back up to his lips, then his eyes. The confidence in him was slowly growing, and the alcohol was for sure going to make him a little bolder tonight with her presence. "Wanna save me a dance later?" He goes for it.

"Yeah, of course." She does her little smirk before she skidaddles off. Namjoon watches her pretty closely all night, even if it doesn't look like it. But he is. He catches her looking over and he can tell that she's raving to you about him. But he also catches her being a flirt with one of your friends. Taehyung, is what he assumes? He grabs his name by the way she almost whines it repeatedly. Then he catches her throwing it back onto Yoongi and how Yoongi is also really enjoying it. It'll be his turn soon though, and now he went from having zero plans, to plans that involved getting her number and making something out of this, whatever that was.

"You alright?" Joon checks on Jin since Jungkook is nowhere to be found near the group. He could at least do that before he's off, leaving him to sit here alone at the table.

"Yeah, I'm good." Is all Jin says. Namjoon doesn't pry any more and instead, makes his way over to Ryujin, who is standing around with Jimin.

"Ready for that dance?" She smiles at him, gladly taking his hand to the dance floor and immediately starts to grind up on him. Namjoon holds her close, his hands pressed against her hips as he follows her rhythm. He's pretty tipsy, but he can tell Ryujin is drunk - maybe even a little past that stage. She's getting touchy, her hands are roaming against his body and his neck, her touch sending goosebumps down his body. He lets it happen though, his body slightly feeling a little too happy with her touch. They've danced to almost two or so songs now, Namjoon can't remember. He's too focused on her.

"Wow, have you always been such a good dancer?" She turns to face him, his hands still wrapped around her waist.

"I wouldn't say I'm good." He chuckles.

"I would think again." She cocks her head to the side and cutely looks at him. He smiles back, his dimples piercing his cheeks. Out of all guys tonight, Ryujin finds him the most enticing. Usually, she's not one to feel intimidated and tends to take the ropes when it comes to men. She doesn't like to be handled and she'll gladly let you know. But Namjoon?

She was intimidated. His piercing eyes, his slicked back hair, his build. He could gladly take control entirely and she'd let him.

Not that he purposely came off intimidating. But whatever he was doing, she liked it.

"So." He breaks the silence. "May I grab your number?" He asks politely, afraid to come off too forceful, or like a cocky asshole. That was not the look he was trying to go for.

"Of course." She grabs his phone and puts in her number before making her way back to the group.

"Wait, you're not gonna give me one last dance?" He playfully jokes, gently grabbing her wrist.

"Can't let you have me all to yourself, right?" She smirks before making her way towards Jimin and Taehyung. He watches as her hips sway back and forth, her short hair bouncing with every move she makes. Taehyung playfully pulls her close and brushes the hair out of her face, only for her to smack his hand away.

Damn.

That fire in her, Namjoon liked. Normally, this isn't how he'll pick up girls he's truly interested in, but she was different. Different from what he's used to handling. Different from his past. Different from the girls he typically goes for.

And he liked that shit.

[Namjoon] 8:39pm: When are we gonna hang out? I wanna kick it with you. :)

[Ryujin] 8:40pm: You're gonna make time for me? Lol

[Namjoon] 8:45pm: Who said I was busy? If anything, you're the busy bee here.

[Ryujin] 8:47pm: Lol. I just get caught up with my friends, to be honest.

[Namjoon] 8:48pm: I get that.

[Ryujin] 8:50pm: Come up with something, then let me know time and place, Namjoon.

[Namjoon] 8:55pm: I like a challenge!

[Ryujin] 9:03pm: Good, then I'll be waiting. :)

Except, no he fucking doesn't like challenges cause now he doesn't know what else to do? He's not the most creative with dates, and he's always stuck by the cliché let's grab dinner or let's get coffee type of shit. Not cause he didn't wanna put in effort - he simply just didn't know how to be creative enough.

That was last night.

It's about to be lunch time on a Saturday morning, Namjoon mainly worried about getting some coffee before he sits and just brainstorms all day. It sounds dumb, but he really wanted to hang out with her. He was gonna try, but there were no promises he'd stray completely away from cliché hangout spots.

Namjoon makes his way to his favorite coffee shop down the street, greeting the usual baristas with his 100 watt smile and deep dimples. He comes here so often he doesn't need to say anything. The baristas already know him well enough to have his order ready on the register just so he can pay and pick it up on the other end.

"Nice day out today, Namjoon! Any plans today?" One of the cute baristas asks as she places the lid on his drink.

"Sure is. Uh, I don't know yet, we'll see. Definitely don't want this day to go to waste." He tips his cup as another thank you before heading towards the entrance. Hopefully he'd get it together and find a way to meet up with Ryujin. He really wanted it to be different but at this point, he didn't think—

"Wohhh, sorry!" A female says as she lightly brushes his shoulder.

"Ryujin?" Namjoon furrows his brows as he lightly turns to face her.

"Oh my god, hey! In that case, sorry not sorry." She laughed, making him chuckle at the corny shit that just came out of her mouth.

"Do you come here often, or something?" Which is a dumb question cause he would have definitely known if she did.

"No, I was just in the area, thrifting." She shrugged. "What happened to the challenge, sir? I've been waiting for you." She smirked.

"Ah, yeah." He scratches his head nervously. "To be honest, I'm pretty bad at being creative and planning something unique. I really wanna do something different for you and I was planning to sit my ass down all day to figure it out."

"That's cute, seriously."

"But, since we're here and I really do apologize for how cliché this is, do you wanna sit and have coffee? I can grab you some." He nods towards the entrance.

"I'd love that." He nods as he smiles toothlessly and places his cup down on an outside table.

"Anything specific?"

"Anything sweet, please. I can't do bitter shit." He laughs and nods.

"Got you. Sit tight." He runs back in to grab her their specialty red velvet latte and a fruit danish to snack on. He didn't really believe in that whole things happen for a reason or this is a sign type of shit. He was more so of a take it as it comes kind of guy - go with the flow kind of guy.

But was this a fucking sign?!

How was he just thinking about her before she literally ran into him?

He looked down at himself and checked out his outfit. Grey sweats. Grey hoodie. Jean jacket. Beanie.

Great.

She must be so woo'd right now.

"Looks like you have plans after all." The barista giggles.

"Uh, yeah. Can't waste the day, right?" He does a light jog back outside to Ryujin, who is sitting there looking at the busy street. "Here you go, madam." He pulls out the chair and sits in front of her.

"Thanks." He watches as she takes a sip, her eyes lighting up as she nods happily. "Oh my gosh, yum! Red velvet?"

"Sure is."

"I'm impressed. Good pick." She smiled as she held the cup close to her lips.

"Thank you." He pretends to bow and wave to a fake audience, causing her to chuckle. "Were you just thrifting today? Any other plans?"

"Yeah, randomly got in the mood. Other than that, no. I-uh, Y/N isn't around this weekend so to be honest, I'm kind of bored and lost without her."

"Stuck at the hip, huh?"

"Pretty much. My older sister has her own family now so she's always busy. We don't get to hang out much just the two of us anymore."

"Why don't you make plans in advance?"

"True, but you know, mom life." Ryujin shrugs as Namjoon nods.

"Where's Y/N at?" He knew the answer, he just wanted to know if Ryujin knew. Which, at this point, seems like a no brainer.

"Uh, away."

"Seokjin?" Namjoon flatly says.

"Um, yeah. I guess."

"I do know about them."

"So you already knew she was in LA with him?"

"Yeah, just wanted to see if you knew." She laughed.

"Obviously. That girl can't get anything past me."

"Same." He pauses. "I mean with Seokjin."

"So, what else do you have planned today?" Ryujin flips the switch.

"Nothing. Besides brainstorming." She laughed.

"You don't have to brainstorm, this is perfect."

"Mmm, but cliché right?" She shook her head.

"Just perfect." She looked up. "Look, the day is perfect. Sun is out, no cold wind. We're enjoying coffee. What's wrong about that?"

"I wanted to impress you." He shyly says.

"So far, I am." He wasn't expecting that, but he was glad to hear it. The conversation carried on about their families and friends, their likes and dislikes. Namjoon found that they had more in common than he thought. She liked similar things and knew a lot about the things he talked about. He was genuinely impressed by her and was curious as to where things could go.

Close to an hour and a half has passed since the two sat and talked, both really having no plans for the rest of the day. Ryujin enjoyed talking to Namjoon and felt comfortable with him. It was hard to stay away from his energy and she only craved more of it.

"Since you don't have any other plans today, do you wanna kick it at my apartment? We can fire up the PS4 and go at it on Mortal Kombat or something." She laughs.

"Cute. Yeah, let's do it. Just know I'll destroy your ass though." She cutely shrugs as she picks up her things and tosses her trash.

"Mmmkay, we'll see about that." He nods confidently. He sends her the address, which isn't far from where they're at and Ryujin gets there almost simultaneously as he does. She follows him up to his apartment, the building quiet and on a hill amongst other apartment buildings and homes.

His apartment is pristine, clean from inch to inch and smelled like a combination of woody, floral scents. He throws his keys onto the kitchen counter before removing his denim jacket and hanging it against his couch. The apartment is warm and welcoming, and Ryujin instantly makes herself comfortable by throwing off her shoes and hanging her jacket next to his on the couch. She tosses her bag on the side of the couch as she plops next to him. He actually turns on the PS4 and hands her a controller, her excitement already peeking through the roof.

They pick up quite a few rounds, both Ryujin and Namjoon screaming at the top of their lungs when rounds intensify. By the time it's evening, Namjoon and Ryujin had gone through two bottles of wine and demolished pasta takeout. She was still pretty drunk, sitting prettily on his couch while his arm draped over her shoulders as Friends with Benefits continued to play on his TV screen.

"Are you actually watching this movie?" She giggled as her head fell onto his shoulder playfully.

"Maybe. Or maybe not."

"Hey, pick an answer!"

"You'll never know, I guess."

"Namjoon!" She playfully hits him.

"Ow." He whines, massaging his buff ass chest. "I am but you're distracting me."

"What? How am I distracting you?!" She sits up to face him, her hair slightly messy from how she had been laying on his shoulder.

"You're just too cute." He chuckled.

"I'm not even doing anything." She pouts.

"Yeah, see. Like that. That's the distraction." He points at her pouty face. "You're too fucking cute for me and it's getting really hard to contain myself." He says boldly.

"Hm, is that so?" Ryujin teased. "Then why contain yourself?"

"Because I don't wanna mess up here & do the wrong thing."

"I promise you won't."

"Really now?" He turns to look at her. It's silent for a minute before Ryujin lets the alcohol and tipsyness take complete control of her body. She edges her face closer to his, gently laying a kiss on his lips. He returns the kiss, deepening it as his hand grips onto the back of her head. Her hand is resting against his neck, but she pushes herself forward in order to straddle his lap. The kiss is intense, their tongues aggressively fighting for dominance as if they both had been waiting for this moment the entire time. Namjoon's hands begin to roam down her back, down to her ass, lightly gripping as she edges her hips into his. She lets out a small moan, feeling how quick he's hardening under his sweats.

"Fuck." She whispers in between kisses. "Please just take me." I mean honestly, he's fine as fuck, and she's tipsy. Why wouldn't she take this opportunity? Taehyung wasn't going to and she was over it. She was gonna do her and go after a real ass man. We see you, Namjoon.

"Gladly." Namjoon responds, holding onto her tightly as she wraps her legs around his torso while he makes his way to the bedroom. He gently places her onto his bed, his body climbing on top of hers as she pulls him in for another kiss. Clothes are being torn off and tossed across his room, and it isn't long before Namjoon's hands are caressing her naked body, gently gripping her breasts and giving them a good squeeze. Ryujin lets out a hiss as her back slightly arches at his warm touch. He begins to place kisses in a straight line, down her neck, in between her breasts, her stomach, her abdomen and on top of her pussy. He teases her and makes his way back up to play with her breasts, her eyes shutting tightly from the sensation of his tongue toying with her nipples, one by one. He lets go with a pop, lightly blowing a breath of air onto her wet nipples, sending goosebumps down her entire body.

Namjoon makes his way back down, biting his bottom lip as his fingers start to gently massage her clit and her folds, swiping them up and down just to get a little taste of how wet she is.

"Oh shit." He says, turned on by how wet she is.

"Do something about it." She moans, her teeth piercing her bottom lip. He smirks before he lowers his mouth to latch onto her clit, sucking gently as he inserts two digits into her core. He begins with a steady pace, pumping his fingers in and out, the sounds of her wetness bouncing off of his room walls. "Naaaamjoon." She mewls, touching a breast as her other hand grips his sheets. He adds his tongue, intensifying the moment as he picks up his pace with his fingers, stretching her out as much as he can. It's a beautiful sight from his view, and he's loving every fucking moment of it.

It's not long before she's gripping his hair, her body squirming on the bed, but Namjoon is trying his hardest to keep her steady by placing his arm on top of her stomach.

"Oh my fucking god!" She yells. "I'm gonna fucking cum." She says, almost groaning as her back continues to arch even with his arm steady on her stomach. He nods into her clit, sucking and shaking his head left to right in hopes to send her over the edge. She screams louder, her moan definitely heard outside with the way his windows are slightly open. But, he doesn't give a fuck. He wipes his mouth as he wastes no time tapping his tip onto her throbbing pussy, her body still trembling from the aftershocks radiating throughout her body. "Yes, give it to me. Want you to fill me up." She looks at him, lust filled in her eyes as she grabs his hardened member and begins to stroke him. She gets on her knees quickly, her ass slightly up as she bends forward to give his tip a little kiss. She wraps her mouth on his length, moving her tongue up and down before she releases by the tip with a pop. She begins to suck him quickly, her head bobbing up and down as his eyes are rolling back. He grips her hair, pulling her head away before he cums all over her mouth, not ready to blow his load yet.

"Fuck, you're so fucking hot." He groans as his head tilts back in pleasure. "I'll give it to you real good."

"Please." She begs, as she lays back, almost inserting his member inside herself. God, was he fucking big. She was so turned on, she couldn't wait for him to stretch her the fuck out and destroy her. He takes his cock into his own hands, inserting it gently, just to make sure he didn't hurt her in any way. In which, she obviously doesn't get hurt and is instead moaning loudly for Namjoon to keep going. As soon as he bottoms out, he begins to pull back slowly before thrusting into her aggressively. His hands grip her thighs as her heels are planted on the bed, leaving red marks on her skin every time he accidentally loosens his grip. "Just like that!" She yells. "Ugh, Namjoon."

"Shit, I'm not gonna last if you keep moaning my name like that. You're so tight around my dick."

"Namjoon, please. Keep fucking me." She begs. "Wanna feel you." He groans as he picks up his pace, the sound of skin against skin now filling his room loudly. "Close." She mumbles before she begins to moan incoherently.

"Ohhhhhh fuck." He moans, his fingers now digging into her thighs as he holds her legs closely to him while thrusting. She screams his name at the same time her walls are constricting around his member, causing him to reach his climax and allow it to completely take over his body. He grips tightly, groaning as his head falls, releasing every last bit of cum he has to give. He slowly lets out a few more thrusts as he rides out his high, her hips moving in tandem with his.

"Shit, Namjoon. That was so good." He chuckles, grabbing some tissue to help clean her up before himself. He throwns on his shirt and sweats, throwing her one of his shirts to wear to make her a little more comfortable. She happily takes it and puts it on, his scent on his shirt filling her nostrils.

"Yeah? Tell me more." She throws one of his pillows at him as he lets out a loud laugh in typical Namjoon fashion.

"Fuck, my legs."

"I'll gladly take responsibility for you not being able to walk tomorrow." He winks.

"Oh, please." She playfully shoves him aside as he plops next to her on the bed.

"Wanna watch a movie in here?"

"Sure." She says, watching Namjoon get up to shut everything down in his living room. How they went from coffee to fucking each other's brains out? They didn't know, but they can also agree they didn't regret a thing. But honestly, she wasn't expecting to stay over, and she was mentally prepared to get up and leave around 2am or whatever. She was just used to that kind of treatment, with the way she used to fuck around. It's been awhile since she's done this, even though she jokes around a lot about plotting and getting dick. She had been wrapped up in her feelings, questioning whether or not she actually had it for Taehyung.

But tonight kind of just proves that she doesn't, because she isn't looking for him nor is she worried for him. It's not like he was ready for anything serious any time soon, either. Boy didn't have a problem showing that.

Even though she expects nothing, she doesn't realize she falls asleep in his arms during the middle of Spiderman: Homecoming and only reality only hits her when she's awoken by the sound of her phone blaring her ringtone on the nightstand next to her. She grabs it, checking the caller ID before quickly rolling up in his bed.

"Everything okay?" He asks, his voice super husky as he's barely even awake. His arms flops to the side when she gently removes it as she stands, eyeing the room for her clothes.

"Yeah. I hope. It's Y/N. I need to pick her up." She says quickly throwing on her clothes. She's rushing because she can tell you were crying heavily over the phone and she's afraid of what might have happened to you. Nothing worries her more than her bestfriend being in trouble or distress. "I had fun, really. Call you later when things settle?"

"Hope she's good." He nods as he watches her fly out of his room and to the front door.

Fuck.

Was it bad to feel addicted already?

#kim namjoon #namjoon #joon #rm #bts rm #kim namjoon one shot #namjoon one shot #rm one shot #bts rm one shot #acquainted series #bts smut #kim namjoon smut #namjoon smut #bts rm smut

[binunus]

college bf!mj

a/n AH !!!! THE ANNOUNCEMENT OF THE ASTRO COMEBACK ???? APRIL 5TH ??? WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE LOVES !! i genuinely...do not know if I will be able to survive this month bc of them. 

(also i tried to get this posted on mj’s birthday but I’m so sorry a lot of shit happened and I had a ~bad mental breakdown~ and it’s just been rough out here but that’s a story for another time if any of you lovely beings wanna know hehe)

→ genre: fluff, smut

→ tw: mentions of cheating (in past relationships)

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KIM MYUNGJUN !!

A LIVING REINCARNATION OF THE SUN

this is gonna be so cute i just !! love him so much???

has his own apartment, but he honestly stays over all of the boys’ places so much that...he barely sleeps at his apt

major: vocal performance

his voice is literally honey

can probably sing higher than some sopranos in his major

so friendly, everyone who meets him loves him

mj just has a way of attracting people and making people comfortable around him

in short, he is – of course – the moodmaker

can turn anyone’s frown upside down

he’s down?? for like everything

an adventurous spontaneous type

has...probably failed a ged ed class once or twice before...

he’s not stupid okay! he just doesn’t really care about the classes that has no connection to his major

like will he ever apply calculus in singing? probably not

oh but professors can’t hate him, even if he just messes around during class

he’s just so kind and likeable

loves his boys aka astro

will literally do anything to make them smile, even if he’s had a rough day

as long as his boys are happy :’) he’s happy :’)

now how do you meet myungjun??

he’s in an acapella group on campus

he just has to be alright

he was the only freshman that got in during his first year

that shows how good he is :*

a tenor in the highly competitive co-ed group

spoiler alert, he convinces sanha to join, but that’s for college bf!sanha

myungjun is what me and my friends like to call: the solo whore

and it’s not bc he’s greedy for solos, he’s a real team player

his voice just happens to sound the best for most solos your group has??

you’re also in the acapella group

im not giving a voice part bc then that would put you in a binary category

so soprano, alto, tenor, baritone, bass, you pick love

anyway, you and myungjun were chosen to sing a duet for one of your competition pieces

and it was the key emotional piece so you and him had to be on your A games

you and myungjun were friends ofc, you had to be some sort of friends with everyone in your acapella group

but you never really hung out with him outside of rehearsal

well until you got this duet together

and you weren’t worried about it, mj was so fun and nice and an amazing singer, you had no doubt these extra practices with him would be a good time

and you were right! besides singing, you actually got a chance to get to know him and how goofy he really was

you’re pretty sure you always had an ab workout whenever you hung out with him bc of how much he made you laugh

about a month away from competition, you and myungjun were like best buds

literally a chaotic, iconic duo

the chemistry you two had during your duet was spectacular, your voices highlighted and bounced off each other very well

but! your leader had a little critique

“y/n, myungjun, that was great but...can you guys pretend to look...like in love? I get we’re all friends here, but if you can’t convey the emotion of the song in our performance, what’s the point? This goes for everyone, this is a song about how much you love your partner and would give them the world, we need to show that in our eyes and movements, even if you’re just singing ooh and woah for like 10 measures.”

you and myungjun decide to stay after rehearsal and practice the emotions you guess...

your leader had a point, good singing could only go so far

and for the first time, myunjun was a bit...? awkward??

you: alright so how are we gonna pretend to be madly in love with each other

he chuckles and shrugs: honestly I don’t know, look at me like I’m your boyfriend or something??

you: well, I hate my last boyfriend so that probably wouldn’t be a good idea

myungjun offering you a high-five: I hate...well I think I hate...my last partner too so at least we have that

you: how do you think you hate your last partner? are you not dating anyone right now?

he gives you a smile and like you notice it’s forced?? it’s not genuine or bright like the one he usually gives

mj: no I’m not dating anyone...my last relationship sorta traumatized me I guess. 

you: ...how did it traumatize you...? you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to myungjun

mj: ah *awkward laughter* well...I was sorta going through it my senior year of high school, stress from graduating and what to do with my life and all that shit, you know? I dated this person since my freshman year and I guess my mental health got the best of me during that time and they couldn’t handle it. We were planning on staying together throughout college and do long distance but I found out in the summer before starting college that they fucked my high school best friend behind my back...when I confronted them about it, the answer they gave me was that I was too down and preoccupied with my worries to notice about my partner’s needs...pretty fucked up right?

your jaw dropped, your eyes were bulging out at his story

you: myungjun what the fuck??? what college do they go to? I’ll pull up right now and beat their asses, I don’t know scream in their face or something! That’s fucked!

he’s laughing a little: thanks y/n, but it’s alright. You know, maybe I was too caught up in my own problems that I ended up neglecting my partner’s needs...I guess that’s why I’m always just trying to be carefree and fun now.

you: that doesn’t justify the fact that what they did to you was wrong. you should have never gone through that myungjun, it’s not your fault that you were going through it mentally, your partner should have been there to support you and understand your struggles, not cheat on you with your best friend. ugh I’m pissed for you. 

mj: I appreciate it y/n, but yeah love’s sorta a hard subject for me.

you nod in understanding

mj: well! that’s my traumatic breakup story, it’s only fair you share yours

you laugh: you’re right. Well I was dating this guy right when I entered college, met him at the freshman orientation, completely hit it off. I was so in love with him, we dated for about a year. And then last semester he broke up with me out of nowhere, said he wanted to focus on school and himself and that he needed a break from dating. I found out two days later that he started dating one of his suite mates and that on the night he broke up with me, they fucked. So love? also something hard for me.

mj: aww look at us both unable to find or relate to love because of past relationship traumas.

you hit his shoulder laughing: you’re such a headass

mj: I’m kidding! anyway, I’m sorry you went through that too y/n. it sucks and your ex is a dumbass for breaking up with you. Do you still have feelings for him? w-wait, you don’t have to answer that, was that insensitive?

you: you’re fine haha. Um...well...sometimes when I overthink things at night, I do miss him and I wonder what the hell I did wrong for it to end so abruptly because I was honestly really happy with him, but then I wake up in the morning and I hate him again. 

mj: you did nothing wrong y/n...and if you need to call me at 2 am when you’re overthinking and need some badass confidence knocked into you, I will be awake.

you smile and give him a hug: thanks myungjun...you know the same goes for you too?

mj: hm??? what do you mean??

you: you don’t always have to smile around me, especially if you don’t feel like it. Don’t repress your mental health, huh? It’s bad for the soul to bottle it in. I’m not gonna force you to share your darkest fears with me, I’m just saying that if you feel drained and wanna talk about it, I’m here to listen

myungjun pouts a little bit, he’s really touched?? it’s hard for him to share his troubles with others

like as much as he loves astro and is close to them, he doesn’t share his down sides with the boys as often as he should bc he never wants to burden them

myungjun just always thought it was easier to suppress the bad feelings and put on a happy act

but he couldn’t deny the weight lifted off his shoulders after telling you about his breakup

and maybe it was because your energies were on a different level lately, but he found it so?? easy?? to just vent to you after that

until competition, the two of you worked on faking like you were in love (basically imagining that each other was your favorite actor/actress or whatever, something like that)

it was good enough for the group to believe it lol

but what about the judges and audience hmmmmm

anyway, fast forward and it’s competition day!!

myungjun introduces you to his best friends aka the boysss aka astro

they come and support him for his competition ugh we love

you’re like smiling and hyper when you meet them

...has myungjun been rubbing off on you???

you: it’s so nice to meet you all! myungun always talks so highly of you

astro: huh?? you’re lying, myungjun hyung complimenting us???

and then they start messing and friendly bickering with each other and yes they’re teasing mj

you’re laughing bc it’s so cute?? you can see in their eyes and their smiles how much they really care about each other :’)

also astro, probably jin or eunwoo, maybe rocky: we’re sorry if m hyung has driven you to insanity these past few months of rehearsing

you just laugh as myungjun hits them: myungjun’s actually been like my partner in crime lately, so we’re all good :)

*cue the boys exchanging looks with each other*

you perform ah ha ha

alright, you were so used to thinking that myungjun was...idk kim soohyun or something bc mm chef’s kiss his acting...to get into the emotion of the song

but then during the actual performance you saw him as myungjun and like all the hard work and extra practices and late night talks came in full force and you were just...singing to him

and you notice how...handsome?? and charismatic?? myungjun really is...and the little sparkle in his eyes when he’s performing like...wow

and after your set, you’re just like shit, what the fuck was that??

your group doesn’t win though, you place second!

but you and myungjun get awarded best solo/duet of the entire competition

astro: ;)

your acapella group: ;)

the judges: ;)

alright so im a firm believer that if myungjun had feelings for someone, he would straight up tell them like balls to the wall full fucking send

after competition, the routine of school comes back. you occasionally hang out with myungjun outside of rehearsal

by occasionally, I mean once a week hangout with myungjun (and astro bc they started inviting you to their dinners)

and then one night – at midnight – he calls you like out of pocket and his tone is like completely serious

you’re a bit scared?? like: myungjun...is everything okay? did something happen?

mj: y/n...can I ask you something?

you: yeah, of course

mj: do you still think about your ex?

you: o_o um...honestly no, not really...why?

mj: well, if I’m being honest. y/n, I have feelings for you. And i’m not asking you to like me back or give me an answer straight away, but I just wanted to let you know. If you don’t think about your ex anymore, and if you think you’re ready...maybe you can consider thinking of me??

mmmmm kim myungjun you slick flirty dog grrr bark bark

and you know how he can just talk, and talk fast, so you’re still in the middle of processing this and he just goes on like

“sleep on it, y/n. I’ll see you soon for rehearsal, okay? good night”

like you don’t even have a chance to respond to him bc he just hangs up the phone

you think about it, of course you think about it, you’ve been thinking about it ever since competition

having feelings for myungjun has always been in the back of your mind since then

like did you notice that when you hung out with him, your heart would flutter if he said something sweet?? or if you two were a bit too close to each other?? 100%

but you didn’t know if either of you were ready for another relationship so it’s just been put on the back burner

at the next acapella practice, you find that your cheeks just flush whenever myungjun looks your way

the rehearsal went a bit??? weird?? like even your group noticed that there was a bit of a tension between you and myungjun

but of course, he goes up and talks to you after rehearsal ended and he’s like: hey...I’m sorry if my confession made you feel weird, I didn’t mean for that at all. If you want, we can just forget about what I said and stay friends! 

you just facepalm like: myungjun you idiot, I’m acting weird because I like you too. God, you know maybe the boys are right, maybe you need to shut your mouth for a little bit

and he whines like: hey!

but then he realizes what you said and he gives you the brightest smile: you mean it?? you like me back??

and you’re like shyly smiling now: yeah...I do...but do you want to take the next step?? I mean...do you think you’re ready for another relationship??

he gets like serious and he grabs your hand: not gonna lie, I don’t think I’ll ever be fully ready after my last one...but if there’s someone I wanna try it with, it’s you.

:’) kim !!! myung !!! jun !!!

dating myungjun?? the best thing ever

the cutest boy alive honestly

he has so much cute and goofy in him already with just friends and strangers

but with you, it’s increased tenfold

even you start to act cute and goofy after dating him

petnames?? bub and bubby

myungjun is not serious about a lot of things, but he is very serious about his feelings for you and your relationship

y’all take things at your own pace and he !! values !! consent !! even if it’s just like making out

he just doesn’t wanna mess things up with you :’)

the type of boyfriend to sing you to sleep ah !!! his voice is heaven alright

will be extra about pda in front of the guys to make them grossed out

and yes you get embarrassed, but myungjun’s too cute to scold

you get used to a lot of second-hand embarrassment dating him and being friends with the boys

but it’s just so endearing, you can’t even fight it

will swing your arms together when you’re out just walking

screams he’s so cute

you don’t really fight bc communicating with each other is one of the biggest things in your relationship

like if a disagreement or a situation comes up, you two are mature enough to talk it through and work things out bc you both already been knew what it’s like to be in a relationship that didn’t have full transparency

you do jokingly bicker about small things though (like think about how astro fights)

but he always ends fights by scooping you up in a hug and showering your face with kisses

loves kissing your nose

just imagine: you and myungjun cuddling and he just kisses your nose and you scrunch up your face and he just laughs and kisses you all over and you two end up giggling

will do anything to see a smile on your face, it’s the greatest sight to him

alright we been talking too much about how cute myungjun is

he’s also a hot motherfucker alright

the most attractive when he’s singing in your opinion

you know how charismatic he is, you’ve seen it first hand during rehearsal and performances

he’s very good at hiding his horniness, especially in public

but phew when you two are in private and myungjun’s in the mood

you can tell bc his eyes just get hazy and he immediately just starts kissing your neck

a very passionate lover, will prioritize your pleasure over his

sex with myungjun can go from being sweet and sensual, to fun and playful, to hot and exciting

by that...I mean that he is down to try every kink and position you can think of

as long as both of you are okay with it ofc

he’s one of the kinkiest members in astro im convinced

blindfolds? bondage? ice cubes? wax play?

you want it? you got it

he’s not into feet though, i apologize to my foot fetish lovers

his favorite position is actually missionary

myungjun loves being able to watch you and to see how good he’s making you feel

in missionary is when he feels the most connected to you, it’s just a passionate position

and yes he’s very vocal, so you betcha he encourages you to be vocal as well

will try to mess with you in a sense where say you two are hanging out with the guys, he’ll touch you and challenge you to not make a noise

and then he’ll snicker and wink at you if you even let out a peep

he’s a tease !!! like will edge you until you’re on the brink of cumming at least 3 times

myungjun has pretty good stroke game alright

very fluid with his hips, idk he just knows all the right spots to hit

praise...kink...that’s the tweet, need I say more

he’s into hair pulling !! both ways !! 

okay hear me out...myungjun fucking you and pulling your hair until your screaming and then after you both cum, he’s like: you hit a high f earlier bub! I almost wanted to harmonize with you but–

you: myungjun are you serious!

sex with him would always just be a fun time, like he’s hot and grrr it feels so good but there’s always a bit of laughing and joking around in the process

like he will tickle you before he puts his cock in you just to see the switch of you laughing to moaning

alright but shower sex?? he’s into that

and just the acoustics of both of your sounds in the bathroom?? it’s so filthy he loves it – and it’s easy to clean up afterwards

you bet that after any performance with your group, the two of you have sex, even if it’s just a quickie in an empty practice room or whatever

no shame, will kick the boys out or announce “we’re going to fuck bye!” if you or him get too horny in the middle of a hangout

im just gonna throw this out here...you and myungjun...mile high club

(your group competed in an acapella competition and the flight there...it just happened)

all in all, myungjun just wants to make you happy and feel good and smile, even if you two just finished an intense sex session

let’s get into the deep stuff though, you are the only person myungjun is comfortable with to not show a smile all the time

even with the boys, there’s always a small part of him that wants to just push through and be optimistic just so that they won’t worry

but with you, he knows that it’s okay to be sad and to be vulnerable :’)

when myungjun cries bc he’s upset :( fuck you cry too

he loves when you just hug him and stroke his hair when he’s stressed

very showy about your relationship, not bc he’s braggy, but bc he just wants to show the world how happy you make him and that he’s in love <3

the boys are so happy to see their eldest in love :’)

they don’t show it around each other, but they’ve come up to you in private and say sweet things like

“you make myungjun hyung so happy, he always brings joy to everyone but you bring joy to him, thank you”

im !! getting !! sentimental !!

the day you found out myungjun was in love with you was the day you met his parents

‘twas a bit spontaneous

his parents came to see one of your group performances and myungjun’s like holding your hand and leading you somewhere after you get off stage and he’s like “bub! these are my parents!”

you end up getting dinner with his family and yikes you were hella nervous, you were not expecting on meeting his parents right after your performance

not gonna lie, you thought he was leading you to the car for some post-performance sex

but they adored you, his parents could see how much you meant to their son ugh I cry

anyway, the L word

as you’re finishing dinner, myungjun’s all giddy and just like

“I’m so glad you came and watched mom and dad, the timing was perfect too! I wanted to introduce you to y/n for a while now and have you meet the person I love.”

and his parents are just smiling at you and saying how they’re so happy to finally meet you and how you have an amazing voice and to take care of myungjun and you’re !!! just !!! blushing !!!

as soon as you both got in the car after saying goodbye to his parents, he’s just like: hope I didn’t surprise you too much bubby, I didn’t know my parents were coming to watch until like an hour before we went on stage

you just give him a little smile: I was a bit caught off guard, but it’s okay. Your parents are so sweet, I see where you get it from bub.

myungjun: I can tell that they love you already! well of course not as much as I do, but with time I know they’ll come pretty close

and you’re blushing again, it’s the L word: do you mean it myungjun?

myungjun: that my parents love you?? of course–

you: no, bub...that you...love me?

myungjun: yeah...unless you don’t feel the same way–

you: myungjun! no, of course I do! I just wasn’t expecting the first time to hear it was with your parents

you two are laughing, ugh this man

after your giggles subside, he leans over from the driver’s seat and he just cups your cheek and pecks your nose: I love you y/n, thank you for reminding me what love feels like

you: I love you too myungjun

and then you two are just like sharing a sweet kiss in the parking lot of the restaurant before starting the drive back to his place

do you and myungjun make duets together for fun and post it?? yeah probably

you are the luckiest dating myungjun, the living breathing embodiment of serotonin and love

even when you two are older and out of college, he still gives you the same affection and attention and authenticity ugh he’s just amazing

im so sorry this was late but happy belated to our happy virus <3

3-12-21

#i literally disappeared for like a week im so sorry #astro #myungjun #kim myungjun #mj #astro mj #astro scenarios #astro headcanons #astro au #astro smut #astro fluff #mj au #mj smut #mj fluff #myungjun au #myungjun fluff #myungjun smut #myungjun scenarios #college bf!mj #college bf!myungjun

[moldy-mold]

Hello! It’s already May... Life updates - a roller coaster of emotions

A tempestuous, tearful April... Aghh the struggle has not eased up a bit. Living is just too expensive to be shouldered by part-time wages, meager freelance, and fickle confidence. My parents are disappointed - I’ve always tried to dodge the questions about my uncertain future. After all, I don’t have any answers.

What nearly broke my spirit was the humiliating scolding I received on my birthday. “You’re almost 30. Stop playing around at the cafe, don’t you know your bank account is nearly empty? How will you pay for this? If you can’t afford car insurance then just bike to work!” I didn’t even have time to think about how inconsiderate that was. In a daze, I hung up and went to my second part-time job that day.

Well, Dad, those are the questions I asked myself every single day. All I can do is keep trying even if you don’t believe in me. Because, despite everything, I still believe in myself.

Nothing good will come out of asking these punishing questions. I don’t know if things will get better or worse. Just gotta do what I can to get by as a small creature existing in this universe.

I learned to stop blaming myself for not being successful. Given the circumstances, I think the odds are stacked pretty high against most of us right now.

“Banish the nonsense. Some questions will ruin you if you are denied the answer long enough.” - Annihilation

--

I’ve begun my investment journey! After studying how it all works I have come to understand the value of investing. It was one of my resolutions for this year and I’m glad I’ve achieved it.

My brother, a crypto enthusiast, knows my monetary plight and has been helping me out in the weirdest ways.

6 am text: “Hey Sis, you got $1000? Put it into Dogecoin... like NOW.”

I don’t like doing these kinds of high-risk-high-reward investments but what the heck, I was desperate. I applied for an account that can trade crypto.

In the end my account got rejected (there was no explanation) and I gave up. Because of course that would happen lol.

--

“Hey, do you have time to talk about the future?” “UM... are we breaking up???” “LOL don’t say it like that!”

My roommate / best friend decided she wanted to move to her own place and find her own way in life. Of course, my fragile heart, still tender from the previous month’s beating, took it very personally. I was reassured it wasn’t my fault - there are plenty of other valid reasons why.

We’ve been sharing an apartment for 6 years now, and although I knew it would happen someday, it was quite shocking to hear it being said to me in reality. At first, I laughed it off because I’ve been dreaming about moving out of the country anyway and it all works out. I’m an introverted, neat-freak, homebody! It’s perfect! But after a very pensive shower, I realized that I’m actually terrified to be without any companionship. Either way, I have to put my feelings aside because I don’t wanna hold her back from her dreams. I may have trouble accepting it now but hopefully I can genuinely be happy for her in time.

--

The Plant Life Please welcome Rokurou, the newest addition to my jungle.

It’s been a few weeks and he totally ate bugs already lol. Nice! I was thinking the smaller traps wouldn’t catch anything, but it turns out they’ve been doing the most work. The larger traps can’t catch ants or tiny gnats. They just crawl out after the trap snaps shut.

This venus fly trap is rather picky about what water he gets so I’ve been out there collecting rainwater in buckets JUST for him! Kind of a pain, but I will do whatever it takes to keep him alive.

It was a very tiny dream of mine to collect and care for carnivorous plants. If the shop had more varieties, I would probably buy them all.

--

I thought I was gonna die... Hostess for a day. One day while working at the cafe, this old Chinese man came in asking how much I made here. Then he told me if I work as a hostess/front desk person at his restaurant (which was next to the cafe, by the way), he will pay me more than the cafe. He slipped me $5 to go see him after my shift at 9pm. It was soooooo sketch. But I went anyway to at least hear him out after telling my roommate and my parents where I was going. You know... in case I die.

Luckily I didn’t die. It was a normal Chinese restaurant. I met the staff and they were all super cool and the mysterious old man goes by Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin was very chill about it. He said I can have a trial run after my bakery shift on Saturday. If I don’t like it, I can just tell him no and he will pay me for my time.

I knew it was a bad idea to take another shift after a long shift at the cafe but I did it anyway. It was BUSY. Too busy for anyone to teach me how to be a hostess so I literally just had to guess what I’m supposed to be doing. It was kinda obvious though, showing people to their tables. I picked them at random bc I didn’t know if there was a method to seating people or not.

There are three different menus: Chinese, Korean and English and they’re ALL different. Depending on the nationality of who walks in, I have to decide for myself which menu to hand out. Uhhhhh despite being Asian myself, I cannot tell the difference between Korean and Chinese people lmao so I have to keep awkwardly asking people which menu they want. *screams*

The manager, Vincent, is so OP though. He knows exactly which menu to get every time. I was like HOW DO YOU KNOW?? He only responded with “working in the business for 24 years.”

Anyway, it was a long and confusing night of people thinking I am a waitress and me not knowing where the spoons are. But I don’t think this job is for me, even if it pays a lot.

There sure is plenty of demand for part-time food service workers and zero demand for full-time graphic designers... sigh. My journey doing random jobs in 2021 continues.

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My brother graduated pharmacy school last week. In our culture, the older sibling’s shoulders is where all the expectations should rest. Maybe in another AU I would feel small and inferior to my younger and more successful sibling. But I don’t feel anything like that. In fact, if he can take care of my parents while I’m trying to figure out my own life, then I’m just more grateful to him. Maybe my parents don’t expect anything of me anymore, which is okay. Either way, my brother and I have each other’s backs.

--

Berseria I went into it with ZERO expectations because of its infamous predecessor, but I have come out pleasantly surprised. I liked it more than I thought. I’m at the end but I’m not done with the story yet.

I remember expressing my utter confusion about Zesty and everyone was like “play Berseria, it will answer a majority of your questions.” And boy, it did and I’m so glad. I loved all the throwbacks and references and lore that had to do with the previous game. Like, they really had something interesting going on here but it never quite came to fruition last time.

Is it just me, or did it take a very long time to understand all the battle mechanics? Like... I didn’t get the hang of the game until we got to Meirchio. Now I am quite good at playing Rokurou, my main. And it feels way more fun. I usually like mage characters in the old tales games but tbh I wasn’t really into it this time.

After we finish Bersy, we will be moving on to Xillia 2, our final Tales game! Gaius, I’m coming for you.

--

Xenoblade At the same time, I am also finishing up Xenoblade after spending nearly a year on it. I have weeks where I’m just grinding the side quests to unlock the skill trees. When I’m down, traveling and exploring in this game puts my worries to rest. Really though, the maps are so beautiful... And the music! T_T

This is one of the few games where I like every character pretty much equally, though Dundun and Riki win by just a little bit.

--

That’s it for now. Thanks for being here!

#diary